Listen . Keep Silent . You Are

You Fill Yourself With The Sharp Pain Of Love, Rather Than Its Fulfillment.

Listen To Presences Inside Poems.

You Rave About The Holy Place (masjid Al-haram) And Say You've Visited God's Garden But Where Is Your Bunch Of Flowers? There Is Some Merit In The Suffering You Have Endured But What A Pity You Have Not Discovered The Makkah Thats Inside

Learn To Speak By Listening.

When I Am Silent, I Have Thunder Hidden Inside.