Islamic Poetry and Other Literature

Lament of the Holy Qur'an

-- Anonymous --
As an ornament do they adore me,
And as one they keep me, and at times kiss me,
In their celebrations they recite me,
In disputes they swear by me,
On shelves do they securely keep me,
Till another celebration or dispute,
when they need me.
Yes! They read me and memorize me,
Yet only an ornament am I,
My message lies neglected,
My treasure untouched.
The field lies bare,
Where blossomed once true glory,
Wrong is the treatment that I receive,
So much to give have I,
But none is there to perceive.


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