In the cosmic tapestry of eternity,
A soul, unmoored and adrift,
Lost in the uncharted realms of the unknown,
Wanders through the corridors of time.
Centuries pass like fleeting whispers,
Yet this ethereal wanderer persists,
A luminescent ember in the vast abyss,
Seeking the elusive embrace of true love.
Through celestial spheres and galaxies untold,
It traverses the cosmic ballet,
A silent dance with the echoes of eternity,
Yearning for the resonance of a kindred heart.
In the shadowed recesses of the cosmic void,
It lingers, a specter of love,
A poignant whisper in the cosmic winds,
Echoing the ache of a heart unfulfilled.
Yet, undeterred, it remains resilient,
A beacon of light in the cosmic dark,
For it carries within the ember of hope,
That somewhere, in the tapestry of time,
A love of pure radiance awaits.
Time becomes an illusion,
As the soul transcends the boundaries,
Of mortal understanding and cosmic design,
Anxiously awaiting the dawn of a love profound.
In the celestial theater, a cosmic drama unfolds,
Where galaxies twirl and stars pirouette,
And amidst the cosmic ballet, love shall emerge,
A radiant force that binds the wandering soul.
Oh, the cosmic odyssey of a love lost,
Unfolding in verses yet unwritten,
In the symphony of the universe,
The soul persists, a testament to love's endurance.
Through aeons and epochs, it endures,
A sentinel of light in the cosmic expanse,
Patiently awaiting the crescendo,
When love, in its purest form, shall be found.
-Rashid Ali Ghazipuri