At the touch of my touch – Mohammad Qutubuddin

May your every disagreement
become the same as my disagreement.
May your every difference of thought
come and merge
in my common slogan.
May your every disunity
come and merge
in my beacon of unity.
May your every fire of jealousy
burn to ashes
in my non-violent mind.
May your every slander
disappear
in my sigh of satisfaction.
May your every lie
sink
in my true message.
May your fiery eyes
water
in my silent pain.
May the sound of happiness
ring in your mind
in my silent burning.
May your greedy desires
blend
in my greedless heart.
May your wall of hatred
collapse
in the calm waters of my love.
May your every look of contempt
meet
with the feeling of my realising.
May your every reproach
be lost forever
in the procession of my forgetting.
May every blow you give
create in your mind
a branch of regret –
following the path of my merging
wound marks.
May every scratch of your negligence
melt
with the touch of my values.





