Is human love worship?

Is Human Love worship?

“When love cost you it’s a costly thing when it buys you it’s a free gift”.

Many English poets said, "Love is divine" and many Urdu poets said, “Ishq ibaadat hai”.
Is love between a men and women can be worship, let’s suss out.
God made male and female only two kinds of gender in humans, the first man on earth was Adam and first woman was Eve.
Does anybody know what the relation between Adam and Eve was?
Was they were siblings, Husband and wife or in any other relationship what in human life generally exist.
It is written in the Bible that the bond that was nurturing between them was feelings and senses like fear, conscience, entice, care, happiness, sorrow and all the emotions gradually developed in them as life began to extend.
A sense of liking and worry created between them, when Adam was hurt Eve worry for him and if Eve lost anywhere he worries for her that’s why after sometime they became as Husband and wife because all that senses came into one feeling which was actually developed and turned into a relationship between them was Love, so the first feeling existed on earth was Love.
God made many other living beings such as animals and the fact is that they also have two opposite genders- male and female. What is the purpose of God behind it, obviously nobody knows except God.
So firstly God wanted humans to love God and secondly to love each other, hence Love is a consecrated thing or a holy attribute. In fact God gifted a natural quality to every living being to understand this feeling and after understanding it love God because if there’s was no love between our ancestors we would have been unaware of what love was so God created love between man and woman to seek the truth and understand that Love is a truth.
It’s the best way of worship as if we truly understand what love is then we’ll come closer to God as spiritual nature of God is love.
It is said that if one’s love for other person is true then their love for God will definitely be true.
Some people think that why there are sorrows and obstacles in true love the answer is God test you that if you are subjected to grief you still remember God or forget when you get loads of happiness, Truth is always profound and if you want to achieve it you will have to struggle for it. I remember a quote which my late Grandfather told me,
“Misfortunes befall him his qualities are put to test.”
So Love is a sacred feeling, do not try to impure it, corrupt it and manipulate it.
The very important thing comes out of it is that, “It is not said to be true love when your love for God lessens and you forget to worship, it’s only be true when love for God never decrease just because of worldly success.”
When you truly love someone that true love becomes worship. So don’t let love cost you but let it purge your heart and make you true human.

HEARTBROKEN SERIES

It's a series of poems with a tale of many heartbroken lovelorn peoples which anyhow resemble the instance of their tragedies.In these poems the pain and feelings are described,What a person feels when their loved ones ditch them or abandon them or humiliate them and the smoldering flow of grief when a person remains alone,the pain of loneliness is evicted.

PAIN OF IVORY TOWER

Well, it’s long time ago, I spoke to you

You mingle up frankly giving me a clue

To make you my good and true friend

But every time I coax myself and intend

Before you my mind and heart get blurred

As I had a kerfuffle that made me perturbed

I wanted you to understand my point

And expected that it will not disappoint

Me, but once by the heart’s provocation

Without striving more without much sensation

Not finding you in the place I threw the letters

That thereafter pierces and scatters

My luck never disposed way to the goal

Every time the longings burn to coal

That happens again with a new get up

Clouds of murk has a beautiful set up

Thenceforth you lingers me and evoke my

Never-surfeited heart more desirous but shy

Treated my furor abruptly inserting more

Depth in my woes which on the shore

Welled up my eyes with the watery jewel

As you never sound my weep whenever I tell

Is it love or hate when truth and lie date?

Is it my life’s drama or my fate?

In an ultimate aftermath your ignorance

Gave me an undefined power

Ohh! So inexplicable became the

Pain of Ivory tower...

HEARTBREAK

When the heart burns it burns like a volcano

It takes the whole with its every blow

A mirror displays an image but when it breaks

To reincarnate indefinite time it takes

But then also it displays the same image

Same is the case of heart; it is a love’s cage

A piece of broken glass when touches you wound externally

But the spine of a broken heart hurts deeply and internally

When a mistake turns into a blunder, it corrects itself

When love takes someone’s life it is it’s compelled self

A smoke turns into light makes the eyes blind

Then only true love you will see in the mind

Then it fades away sneaking your insight

And leaving a fathomless mark on the heart

Making the feelings filled into it to fight

Then at every dark flow of memories start…..

Smoldering Tears

Along that bay of eyes

Showering its dew over the cheeks’

Believe me that will rise

Through the nights of several weeks

As when the smoldering turn

Into the wet shores, its memory flow

That makes a backwater to earn

A moment of life by which the heart grow

And tides of many beautiful times

Make a picture in the mind’s television

All that rhythm and rhymes

Of melody of love has its wonderful season

That can provoke never-surfeited

Dreams and hopes to be still alive

And a solace that’s not defeated

By the destinies blow but strive

On and on as long as the destination

Will not be reached, these are

The conditions that define a smallest tear

That come over eyes and leave scar

Of the heart’s wound, but the pain

The loneliness, feelings has no sound

If it has a voice in the vain

Then not a single sorrow will surround.

HERMIT

Loneliness is stone

Than on hitting the ground yields

No sound no tone

A profound seclusion is a sign of solitude

Chat with mind and give heart gratitude

Dark colors mesmerize you the beautiful woes

Under which en route the life goes

A hovel or a hermitage all mean the same

Searching truth is a very long and obfuscating game

Running for a true friend is a futile chase

It will be the luckiest who win the race

More comfier is a hermit

In as much there’s no one who argue-n-edit

In this ivory tower a seclude tease his own jester

Indeed by the destiny’s blow I am also a sequester