He Neither Begets Nor Is Born

Do I hear my inner voice Or the voice of the legend? ... Do I sympathise the subject Or laugh on the cruel king of land? .. Divided everything, everything Do I accept a man who born and Walked on this earth like us A God, Khuda, Ishwar or Allah? No, I can't do, Can't accept Ya, I do accept with degree of difference. Allah or Ishwar or Khuda or God is one Who can be measured Under these measures 'Say, He is one, The eternal refuse He neither begets nor is born Nor is there to Him any equivalent' That's all, no other way to fall He is not the son of Adam who create terror, Lo! Allah loveth not the terror Should not be forgotten, 'Everyone that is thereon will pass away' Always I baffled and lulled Poisonous jar labelled as honey, My slumber narrates the story of the Man... I walked as soul leaving body Dead on cushion bed. Cemetery of silence uttered nothing/