Betrayal

I looked and looked

And yet my heart yearned more

Looking for pleasure greater than before

So many faces, so little time

How my heart races, to make each one mine.

Each day my eye feasts anew

As I drink deep the lustful wine.

Wherstwile inside soul and sinew

Do wither with passing time.

Burned by guilt, consumed by shame

Before Him I must present my name

And a heart that loved another

Causeth the very Earth to shudder

And I name myself His lover?

– Shaykh Omar Hussaini