I Hear The Message of Peace

Islam is Peace

Happiness in the Form O'tears

Happiness is bursting out in the form of tears,
When I met you after years.

Sorrow dispels when you're by my side,
Amongst friends there's no space for pride.

Words begin to pour like a smooth shower,
Coz your locution has a strange power.

Comfort I get when you play the flute,
This sound o'music makes me mute.

Pleasantness I gather when you hum,
Your gentle voice makes me mum.

Humor in you relieves me from pain,
If it's not so; I would have lived in vain.

~ M Rezvie Omerdeen 

7th January 2015