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Faith, Hope and Love ایمان، اُمید اور محبت

Faith Hope and Love

If I speak in the tongues of men or of angels, but do not have Love, I am only a resounding gong or a clanging cymbal. If I have the gift of prophecy and can fathom all mysteries and all knowledge, and if I have a Faith that can move mountains, but do not have Love, I am nothing. If I give all I possess to the poor and give over my body to hardship that I may boast, but do not have Love, I gain nothing.

Love is patient, Love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. It does not dishonor others, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs. Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres.

Love never fails. But where there are prophecies, they will cease; where there are tongues, they will be stilled; where there is knowledge, it will pass away. For we know in part and we prophesy in part, but when completeness comes, what is in part disappears. When I was a child, I talked like a child, I thought like a child, I reasoned like a child. When I became a man, I put the ways of childhood behind me. For now we see only a reflection as in a mirror; then we shall see face to face. Now I know in part; then I shall know fully, even as I am fully known.

And now these three remain: Faith, Hope and Love. But the greatest of these is Love.

― 1 Corinthians, 13

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Little did he know

little did he knew

I asked the boy inside me where have you gone lately
For sorting out the things in life I have missed you greatly

My conscious and my dreams are not the same anymore
The changes are so subtle they are just hard to ignore

To move forward in life you made the choice seemed right
You wanted to be a free soul I was hampering you flight

I smiled the smile I never smiled in my life on his reply
It’s a two headed sword this world so I had to try

Circumstances situations that hustle we do to stay alive
Demands a sacrifice and it’s your own hand with the knife

So I had to let you go believe me this was not my desire
Sometimes you burn your own hands to escape the fire

I have missed you leaving you was never part of the plan
But there are pains I have to endure like a grown up a man

I was the one thing that connected you with you he said
All gone its over between us this relationship is dead

He didn’t replied foolishly thinks I never wanted him to stay
Little did he know that it was bound to happen this way

Never Again

Never Again

When it begins to seem that all days are the same
And all the moments just carry one emotion and feel
When you don’t feel anything or know that you are happy or sad
Even anger or astonishment never passes through you
And you feel that you are waiting for something you don’t even know what it is
But in the quite of the day and sometimes at night
You open your box of memories and stare
Because you forget to forget what you promise yourself to forget
To be afraid of that box and never to open it again
But you still take a glance and take a deep breath
Take a look at the moments now buried in sands of time
Smiles that conquered the day for you
Echoes of laughter that filled your heart
Memories of times that enriched your soul
Forgiveness you don’t know you seek or you want to give
Those sudden Goodbyes that never occurred
Suddenly you close the box and tell your heart
Not tell but you make a promise not to come near it
Because now you know what you didn’t knew then
That those moments were the best of times and are gone
Taught you so many thing you didn’t knew back then
And you again make a promise this time
Never again

 

11 Feb, 2014