MISSION NIZAMUDDIN (112.0 KiB, 89 hits)
- Jaihoon
It is a treasure won
Like it leisure none
It makes you a king
A crown it is – your ring
Life has no meaning
If for it have you no yearning
It separates you from the animal
It raises you more than the angel
It steals your sleep at night
But your eyes care not a bit
You are no longer with time
You follow a different rhyme
Hunger and you become friends
Consumed are you in her thoughts
All your habits change
Your senses in another range
It is the source of your pride
On its waves you enjoy the ride
Is it not called
What cannot be told
Is it not called
Which cannot be sold
Is it not called
The same by young or old
Is it not called
Love is, what it’s called
July 27 2010


