I came across a moth eaten book <br />That was gnawed at from every nook <br />In the center there was some matter <br />It was written in strange letter <br />There were pictures of holy birds <br />But did not reveal anything words <br />Pondered o0ver to catch the sense <br />But was impossible thence <br />Arabic Latin or was Greek <br />It was difficult to the peak <br />I brought it to my peer <br />Who was a saint and a seer? <br />I inquired about all symbols <br />He became agile and very nimble <br />You can not understand this <br />Main things from within you miss <br />Only those can understand it <br />Who love human more or a bit <br />You are adamant and stone heart <br />Your passion dry and words curt <br />Muse of love must be evoked <br />In thy heart and prejudices revoked <br />You are divided into cults and clans <br />To occupy worlds are your plans <br />No sympathy for human kind <br />Cut the throats like a blind <br />It is quite impossible for you <br />Useless would be your boo boo <br />First evoke love in your heart <br />Think every man is built from dirt <br />Words then would their meanings reveal <br />The writing of the book would then appeal<br /><br />akram saqib<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/evoke-the-muse/
