The Martyr

I go now into the wilderness

That is where my fate lies.

A martyr of love I am.

Many have come seeking your beauty

But now even time has come too.

All the lies will be exposed,

All that is the truth shall fade.

None of them are martyrs, nor brave enough.

Neither shall they shed their blood

But are cowards among women.

Ask me my love, for a thousand wars are for you.

It is not mere emotions I feel,

But the hunger of love.

I bear witness that there is no God but Allah

But it is you whom I love.