Genuine people live, never die. We can see their truth but not with eyes.
There are few of them in this crowded world. To know just one your honored and more.
The honorable I know they say ‘passed away’. I say he climbed the heaven’s stairway.
It’s his win but not our loss. Its our win, past honorables Joyce.
Looking down at his descendants on Earth. Telling God of their love since birth.
Walking with Hemi in the garden of eve. Singing to Mira “Please don’t grieve”
God is great and heaven is peace. Stay beautiful, my angels. Please!
قال: هل لي أن أراها؟
قُلتُ: لا، لن تراها أيها المسكين
قال: دعني أراها!
قلت: و لا غيرك يا مسكين
قال: هل لي بلمحة؟
قلت: ستُفنى بلحظة!
قال: و أُصبِح نجماً
قلت: في أجمل قصة!
و لما تَجَلَّت، رُكبتاه خَرَّت
قد خانه النَّظَرا، فلم تُخلق له أبدا
فحشرج: هل لي ببسمة؟
قلت: و للحب سَكرة!
