Dreams come in whispers – K. B

Dreams come in whispers

Dreams come in whispers
But this life keeps barking at me.
Everywhere I go,
Never alone.
Even in my room,
The faint trace
Of my soul
Crosses the city.
Yes, indeed.
Dreams come
In whispers
In the silent night
Where all seems
But all is at work.

The greatest mystery
Of our time
Is shut
Of fire
Watch the sleeping
In case they escape
To God.

This is the time
When Islam is low

I wish I could
Embrace my faith

K. B

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