(441)

                                                                              

 

The dangerous cobra

With poisonous opera

Has equal role in divine and dangerous

Its quality is definite, no alteration in number

It cannot be vanished to diminishing death 

Nor it can be nourished from death.

 

                              (442)

 

 

 

                       

      

To the aesthetic delicate people

The sensitive object co-relate as couple

The clouds, dew and frost

Cause   their senses lost

The seeker, cobra and lover

All are the same condition of fever.

                              (443)

 

 

 

                                                         

 

The foundation of Sharia

Is based on ethical media

Exploring and pondering the secrets

Of the lost, hidden and mystery sacred.

                              (444)

              

 

                                                

                                                              

 

When the spiritual communication adorns 

The mind, heart and vision 

A divine transmission enlightens 

The soul and spirit, sweeping confusion 

All the emotions and animal desires 

Become drowsy, the substance.

                              (445)

 

 

 

                                                                                        

 

The eyes on the face

Have the lighting grace

These are the illuminating gateway

Speaking, peeping and seeing the ray

Reflecting on the spirit and soul

These are really the index as whole.

                              (446)

 

 

 

 

                                                       

 

The enlighted diffusion

And eyeful vision

Is purely illuminated with tranparent light

And well-saturated with ecstatic delight.

                              (447)

    

 

                                                             

 

What eyes see, of seek of Lord

All scenery of His strange world

Every where eyes see the great creativity

They exclaim it as celestial of divinity.

 

    

 

                              (448)

 

                           

 

The dacoity of the affairs 

Is the chess of a lusty logic 

There is no divine circuit at all

It is simply a hypnostic magic

The divine miracles come into existence

By the torch of spiritual reverence.  

                              (449)

 

 

                                                                  

 

Beauty is a fantastic balance

A pleasant and graceful excellence

It has a mysterious sensation

Possessing a great magic attraction 

It affect on love as strong claim

It begets its intensity like a flame.  

                              (450)

 

                                                                             

                                                                       

 

The lyrical music 

Has its own magic 

No word, phrase or idiom 

Lyrics prove to be the best medium 

It memorises the lover 

With its rhythmic shower.