On bent knees I am, come to me for my heart has a sore therein
How can one tread on this path of love when the beloved is away
What then do you call this life that is sterile?

Come fill this barren heart with the warmth of your breathe therein
So my cold corrupted heart will feel the warmth that went away
Oh come,come so mine heart will be fertile

This heartless and seductive woman ravaged my heart with fake love
Come, Yaa Rabb repair my heart,your glorious throne
Mine heart is your seat not the sky above

Yaa Al futi come,come make mine heart pure as the white dove
Let me see none but you on this golden majestic throne
By your command,my tongue will sing the name you love

Wise men say" only real men stay wake in the darkest of night"
What good is of the man who stays awake and seeks not your intimacy?
Make my night a day,so I will burn in your name that gives light.

Come, come take me to the most beautiful master this very night
Come so this feeble heart will kiss your hands your majesty
Yaa Al futi,if not you,who will then save Danj from this plight.

©Danj de Alfutist
(27th,Oct,20).












© Danj de Alfutist