Does The Sinner Contained By The Sin?

The urge in you to get the non-gettable Is not new, it is old since the time Of the creation, creator is no where In his creation as this is not a dream That from it a dreamer is inseparable Poetry does not contain the poet, he Pours his emotion and simply walk off Sighing, every one would have got his Or her creator if we found the painter in his Painting as we find a dancer in flesh And blood in his or her art, dancing This is utterly blasphemous to claim By a creation that its creator mingles Within as it is disgraceful to say that The sinner is contained by the sin,