what is love

bismillah

If I can I would like to ask an age old question what is love outside of its spiritual essence?

I've been taught, I've been told, no I've been shown Allahs love that he has unconditonally for his creation 

but to fathom the same love for the opposite sex, minus the sex begs the question does this love thing truly exsist?

or is just a chemichal in balance that distorts the perception of the recepient to confuse lust and love?

or is it just an ideology and nothing else?

I mean think about it if love in its purest form

fisisbililah for Allahs sake

exsisted in the whole of the human race

the divorce rate would not be an alarming statistic, because it would be non exsistent

love would not be a faucet that u can turn on and turn off in an instant when it dosent fit your image

when it dosent go how we predicted it

we plan but when it comes to planning Allah is the most magnificent

there would be no zina or clandestine hook ups

for fear of Allahs retribution

ishan would be at its most high tied with tawheed and iman

so the question remains where has the love gone?

why do we play this game?

the roller coaster of love or lust and claim we sane

maybe this is just my opinion

but i still question is love just an ideaology?

to me some one who has not yet experinced this emotion or confusion

love is an idea at its root

a compremise at its center

a sacrafice at its end

So when theres no more points to compromise on

and the lust is gone

what is it we lean on?

do we allow deen to strengthen us keep us strong?

or blame deen for all that has gone wrong?

forgeting for an instant that our actions are for our lords pleasure

and the pleasure we get from them

the reward cant compare to what we get in this instant gratification exsistence in which we living

where its hard to view love and lust as different

but we will be tested so do we just take the good and run from the heart aches?

because we allowed our selves to love for other then Allahs sake?  

do we hold on to the mistaken i.d expereince burried in our mental memory cortex? 

that the love we thought we were inthrawed in

was lust actually

careing it like carry on luggage

viewing every brother every sister the same

forcing them in there innocence to play the u remind me game

because everything they do and say remind us of the pain

so we see them as the same

the out come the same  

seeking solitude convincing ourselves we prefer being single then to take that chance to relive the pain

no more sacrafice's to be made 

Allah is our happiness

and to his love and mercy we are his slaves

his servants so we prepare for the grave

convinced we can only complete half our deen

not looking to compromise with our beliefs
sacrafice pices of ourselves
deeming it hazardous to our mental and spiritual health

till Allah sends that one that catches our spiritual eye

making our soul smile and cry at the same time

that we dnt have to sacrafice for

melting the ice that encompasses the door

to that part of our heart reseved for our mate

and when the realization hit that our love is fisibililah

and it only grows more with there obedience to Allah

then we realize the game we played excesively

tag u it tag u it

hide and seek you cried enough for a life time 

cried enough tears to feel an ocean

yet u still have more tears to give

for joy and gratitude and fear of your lord 

the games we play to learn to love the correct way

tag your it  

jazakullah for the time u took to read this poem this is just a reminder to myself first and foremost asalamu alaikum warahmatullah ramadan mubarek