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oh my beloved how to ever be reachin'
when thy beauties are beyond the sun
for truly the existence with you begun
as thy love's the only worth beseechin'
'n' sweet be every word ye're preachin'
as for thy wisdom ye did bestow upon
the ones praisin' ye, who at first shun
but still reject the one 'n' true teachin'
for tho i am also but among the sinnin'
'n' my hands set out tho empty within
thy love still the only worth beseechin'
so how to achieve whatever i besiege
when a conscience becomin' a nothin'
thy love is the only worth to beseech
*..love always...
عرفان بن يوسف © AH 14/04/1437
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Jan 24, 2016
Jan 24, 2016 at 1:07 PM UTC
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oh my beloved how to ever be reachin'
when thy beauties are beyond the sun
for truly the existence with you begun
as thy love's the only worth beseechin'
'n' sweet be every word ye're preachin'
as for thy wisdom ye did bestow upon
the ones praisin' ye, who at first shun
but still reject the one 'n' true teachin'
for tho i am also but among the sinnin'
'n' my hands set out tho empty within
thy love still the only worth beseechin'
so how to achieve whatever i besiege
when a conscience becomin' a nothin'
thy love is the only worth to beseech
*..love always...
عرفان بن يوسف © AH 14/04/1437
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'a (freestyle meter) Sonnet'
