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How many times?- poem by Arabian Oud {R}





How many times..

How many times will I be deceived by people I trust
How many times will my hopes be dashed like a broken glass
How many times will I have to wait by the door to see you come,
And then waiting endlessly, I never find you come
Coz you were some where else,
And me here waiting like a fool,
Abandoning all my dreams and life for you,
This is what I received instead, nothing but wait
How many times, will my eyes cry in darkness
And silently drink my own blooded tears,
Without letting a single soul know how I feel.
How many times will I fall in love
and get crushed before finding the "one"
Is it always going to be a game of destiny and fate?
Am I puppet who's strings are pulled by others?
Allowing others to treat me in the worst way they could
How many times will people dominate
and hurt me emotionally, physically?
And play their mind games before finally defeating me?
How many times will people keep lying whilst I stand firm with my truth?
Is it the good versus the evil?
How many times will I run desperately away from everyone
And run towards the open meadow field, crying out for help
Oh! how helpless am I O' God,
This world full of miseries, cruelties and deceit,
They say not all fingers are the same,
But I seest not any different kind,
All seem the same,
How many times will I be tested for my sincerity?
Will it be till I am burnt to death or sold to someone else?
How many times will I paint a dream house
and crush down the sand castle,
Is it going to be when I realise dreams are only good while asleep?
How many times will I whirl like the Whirling Dervishes of Konya?
Is it when I totally despise the human love?
And I seek complete shelter from my Lord
How many times will an innocent be prosecuted?
Is it when the devils rejoice and blame the innocent for a crime?
How many times will love be defamed and replaced by lust?
Is it when human feeelings become meaningless?
Is all this going to lead to an emotional death?
Leaving behind a person who leads a day
only in the hope of finding someone honest?
or simply walk on a different path in life.

Arabian Oud {R}

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