In The Name of Allah
TENT part 1
ENGLISH POEMS AND FREE VERSES
Mohammad Hossein Sadeghi
summer 2020 –1399
Book name : Tent
ENGLISH POEMS AND FREE VERSES
Poet and writer : Mohammad Hossein Sadeghi
First Edition : Summer 2020 -1399
by Hodhod Publication
00989 176 112253
Cover designer : Alireza Zare
ISBN : 978-964-2508-15-0
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Price : 14 Salavat
My newly born goddess of union!
We were living in the God's mind
He remembered us and we were fashioned.
God pronounced us
and we came into being
in the figure of antonym words
so we are the earthly translations of supernal synonym words.
Though we were born in two separate beings,
We were created as one thing,
One heavenly soul in two earthly bodies.
In our Kindergarten of Instincts
The other demigods
were playing unconsciously and cheerfully
While we were arrogantly dividing
the existence during a long destructive war
into two mental separate Worlds:
Hell and heaven
War and peace
Hate and love
richness and poverty
West and East
South and North
I and she
mine and hers….
All of the heroic parts for me, Zeus,
And the entire charming part for my playmate, Venus.
A half part of me was she
and a half part of she was I.
The world was a simple sample of our toy room,
And we were always at "zero hour" and lapse of time didn't awake
After puberty we awaked
Because we were silently attacked by a common appetizing
and were drunk by "nectar" of forbidden fruit
and discovered the hidden hemispheres of our needs
and were exiled to anxiety desert of youth
We, both, were captured by love's elegant fingers.
So, the real battle was launched between us
to capture the other half part of our rival's world.
When she provocatively knitted her tall hairs
my pacific ocean of patience became stormy
and when I frowned, her Equator of desires became frozen.
She always venerated her beauties with a deep holy respect
and I always boasted of being powerful.
She wanted to convert all of my particles to her Lovers
and I tried to make all of her cells of beauty to my admirers.
We were so selfishly interested in "ourselves" that we missed and
forgot our "selves".
The final war was going on
and the Third World of our innate needs was reaching to
and the other demigods were awaking one after the other,
We happened in the mind of death
and lost each other's godly "selves"
in an annihilated clarity.
So at our mental palace of Olympus
we were nightly attacked by other wakeful desires and instincts
and we ought to flee and fly to skies of wisdom.
The skies of wisdom were so crowded
and we were somewhat unknown for their residents.
In spite of being stranger,
we wanted to rule over their territory and the cosmos
but we were tired and wanted to rest to save our rest of powers
for the tomorrow "battle of stars".
We were separately living in each other
But false pride didn't let us to be united
as we were in our childhood gnosis.
None of us could live lonely;
We needed each other
Not for peace but for silly wars and crisis
to be alive and prove our dignity beastly.
But in the skies of wisdom we had to be united and take place in
For resting we found an empty snail-shell
on the crowded pavement of Milky Way
but we were such Great heavenly beings! That
we couldn't "take place" in that cozy furnished territory
since, that "Space" had been made only for one god!
And we were two gods!
so a half part of us left and remained behind the door
we came out and began to search for a two-spaced Empyrean.
Meanwhile, we heard a loud voice in that breezy nice night
the God was smiling and the angels were laughing at us and
You must stop your useless wars
And give up yourself to your mate.
Your hearts are my Capital of existence
and all the creatures have only one ruler.
So, we were burnt in our flames of shame
and disgracefully crept into the same snail-shell.
The whole God's empyrean were inside
And it was as large as all created things.
and the voice was continuously repeated:
I am everything but nothing is I.
Miss yourselves to find me and your "selves".
Because I am your "selves" and you are my "self"
You have been unique being at the first
and must be united again
so leave "yourselves" outside and come in with only your "selves".
Who was speaking?
- Every cell of us and existence:
If you want to reach to unity
your remaining parts must be tied to your partner's.
We didn't understand
and the greatest angle thoughtfully enlightened us
and explained the paradigm of unity:
Venus must leave her "VEN" part
and Zeus must leave his "US"
the remaining parts are ZE and NUS
And Zenus is your newly reborn demigod
with two different natures: ZEN and US
that should be coupled again.
ZEN needs US
and US needs ZEN
and the combination is ZENUS
which is the united states of antonyms.
And also your missing Utopia.
You both must stop your habit of self-praising
And only praise and worship your Lord.
We whispered voicelessly: but we are demigods…
He interrupted our "thoughts" and replayed:
Everything is a demigod
and God created them in pairs
but human is superior than the others.
"human is a small sample of world
And world is a great sample of human ".
Each single only can be completed by its "missing part" and your
"selves" is your missing part of yourselves.
In the light of delightful youth fruits
we reached to singleness and global unity
and returned to our everlasting roots of being
by drinking the AMBROSIA of wisdom
and every cell of existence celebrated our victory
And all the angles said:
Everyone's chest is the battlefield of these two superpowers
if you want calmness you must make peace between them
Everyone's chest should be the nuptial nest of this bride and
Now we are such little nothings! That
may peacefully occur in an infinite eternity
even at a timeless part of Silky Way
in an empty snail-shell.
Now, we are Zenus
The united states of antonym desires
The goddess of unity.
The branches of a tree
never fight against each other.
But we, users of its shade and fruits,
dogmatically, break the branches
to make helves and arrows and bludgeons
for killing each other and cutting roots of the tree.
We even make cross to crucify Messiah.
Oh, what did we do
with the faith tree and religions?
A flower can return us to paradise
and connects us to an endless life.
A flower can create us anew
and refresh our joyful missing memories.
And no differ whether it's a wild flower or a hot-house one
Only a flower??
Alas, what did we do??
We wrongdoer creatures destroyed and burnt
One hundred and twenty four thousands
garden of real flowers
And consequently, we, loathsome nasty sinners
were sentenced to wash our faces
in a cesspool of cruelty each morning
and breathe the putrefied air of discrimination till evening,
and go to bed with nightmares and devilish dreams.
Such a filthy place is our reward
and the next hell is worse than this, if
there weren't any flower to return us to lovesickness.
Oh, my hidden flower
You are the heir of all prophets
andall of the windows are waiting
for you and your reviving fragrance.
A harsh gray flood was coming toward us.
How was it started?
Who was guilty?
Which royal boat would be capsized?
Who would win that blood-wave-riding?
We didn't know.
There was no time for thinking,
but as usual we only ought to be dammed against it.
The harsh gray-red-flood
was passing through our ever-ruined village,
and our ashes were dancing
in the memories of war-brides.
For centuries we have played the same act.
And now we, the forgotten victims,
are waiting for the next War.
Who can save our lives
Except love and peace?
Peace is not a soup of DOVE cooked in OLIVE oil,
For serving at the geopolitical conferences.
It's the chlorophyll of spiritual flights.
Peace is not a symbol and a word
It's a sharp shiny signal of bare right-seeking swords.
Peace is not a lowly surrender position
But a powerful forgiveness exposition.
Peace does not occur in an oppressor mind
Nor in an oppressed heart.
Peace is not an emotive remark
It's the essence of all desirable beauties.
Peace is not the antonym of war
It's the synonym of all virtues,
a combination of love and liberty
plus justice and security,
and lack of each is the sign of war condition.
The cold wars are more burning than the hot ones
a hot war may pick only flowers
but poverty and discrimination burn the garden entirely.
War is war and death is death
cold or hot, makes no difference.
Peace is not only reuniting enemies
but strengthening affectionate relations among friends.
Peace is not a UN present for the victims of wars
but a heavenly gift for all the creatures.
Peace, as the Utopia of all perfect men,
Is the main lesson of all holy prophets
for us to have a blissful coexistence.
Peace is a worriless mental situation
in which everyone enters will be secure from all harms.
I searched all of the encyclopedias;
but didn't find a word which can play the role of peace
in the creation workshop, except a more perfect one.
If you find a better Utopia
I will replace it with ISLAM.
A bird cannot change the cage
not the cloudy imagination of its blue ceiling
not the dusty thoughts of its grayish floor
and not the ironic temptations of its green bars.
When no way is to be released
and outside, are other greater prisons
and a free flight is not conceivable
and every soul has its own cages,
The poor innocent ever-caged bird
only can do one little task:
breaking all drowsy walls
to change the world that happens in its mind
And uniting with the eternal cage.
Life is a cage,
and the bird can love and enj oy it,
So as the death.
The bird cannot change a cage-
but can imprison it in its heart.
To upgrade and dignify
Love burns us to purify
Poetry is your eye's art
You, label it and signify
We don't know what verse is
We only may intensify
We are poets of you, dear
You have set us to versify
If nice, is your own art
Each beautiful can beautify.
The nightly sky
is a blackboard
come and write on it
a brilliant word.
I want to be solved
In ocean of shine
I wish to be a
What is your best wish
in your heart and mind?
what was the lost hope
you wanted to find?
Search and find it now
in your memories
of virtues that
give you glories.
Find a loving word
higher than of peaks
the holiest gift
that everyone seeks,
A word that can build
Heaven in this land
a simplest word
We are living in
An endless world
the earth is a dot
in that blackboard.
Find your place in
those dots and lines
you are one of those
He was as old as freedom,
and as red as martyrdom
He was born in battle-field
first thing, he saw, was a shield
under which, opened his eyes
and drank the milk of skies
His date of birth was written
on the wings of a pigeon
The only toy, he had, there
was a sword, sharp and bare
He was as kind as flowers
and lovesick as all lovers
On horseback, he learnt by heart
how to fend, to rush, to dart
He was fond of liberty
Though his wealth was poverty
If you wanted his address
you could ask every cypress
He was as hard as mountains
And as elegant as fountains
He planted in the grove-palm
his evergreen and tall arm
Though, was martyred this morning
his son was born in evening
He is as old as freedom,
and as red as martyrdom
For flying in the love sky as a free dove
it's too late if you even come very soon
and for falling in deep well of love
each moment is a nicely honey-moon.
If you’re tired of life and its painful pack
and be surrounded by the troops of grief,
if you're about to have a heart attack
only the love miracle can give you relief.
Let the sorrow be upset and sad
Do not delay, make your loving base
Laugh at the death and be, as I, mad
and be free of nation and race.
Do not delay, love yourself at first
if so, the whole existence is the next.
Let them go and fly these narrow-minded bugs
and fight against our ancient fire-bird
put them at ease, let them try their best
though they deserve to be laughed at, you
follow the athletic ethic of victor combatants.
Let them go and fly these blind-hearted bats
and try to put out the sun's everlasting light
but remember not to laugh at enemy's corpse.
When a fly buzzes, even if disturbs you,
let it buzz its lecture in darkness, and be sure
that the wind will come and throw it away.
But you, My eagle, the unique patrol of skies
that the hurricanes cannot shake even your shade
and the typhoon is captured by your sharp claws
go on composing our epical presence.
You are the most honorable image, I've ever seen
when you are sitting still at the highest peak
Only that stony horse can bear your epical weight
on which you sit and calmly rule over the lands
Give my best greetings to the goddess of poetry
and, on behalf of us, ask her if she knows
who taught and trained her bravest son, Epic
and encouraged him to eradicate the war-beginners?
And who took care of her prettiest daughter, sonnet
and made up the most charming bride of literature?
And who has elevated our three-colored flag of Love and Peace?
And also kindly ask her whether she knows
that her dearest daughter and son, sonnet and epic
were attacked by some bugs and bats and mice?
But tell her not to worry at all, since they live
in a lofty, firm and fortified palace
which was built by Ferdowsi and painted by Hafez.
And surely she knows her children's trainers.
* * * * *
Our ancient fire- bird, the phoenix,
The Common spirit of our nation never dies
And every day is its admirable Millennium.
Today the old phoenix burnt itself, but
a newly born bird came out from its ashes.
The young phoenix is now inspiring all the birds,
and helps them to compose their crimson flight poems.
Now, each free bird, you see in the sky
lovely and pacifically is singing the epical sonnets
of phoenix death and birth.
Mordad 1369 / July 1990
Even those broken mirrors
-my dust-coated ancient memories-
cannot restore my lost futures.
In this abundance of blessing
in which the free bare sweet life
is available for everyone's desire
nothing is exchangeable for me
with a flame of lovesickness.
The insurance fever is widespread
and all of my world-mates!
are supersonically rushing towards
the banks and the safe boxes
but nothing can save and insure
my evergreen grieves.
How much does my anxiety cost?
for everyone but you, my dearest
it's not worth even a black penny, I know.
My future is lost
and I'm missing
and I'm patiently waiting for
that Promised Friday Morning
in which I will be found
in your graceful arms.
Come and Reserve All my grieve Rights
And restore my lost futures.
Having a great pain of enmity
I was exiled to a stony moment.
My heart capacity was so low
and the ceiling of sky was so down
how insignificant were my desires
and how little was my world.
At the end of loneliness
I picked up a stone, heatedly
and threw it towards the rocks aimlessly.
and the adventure was beginning:
The stone was singing plainly
a heartrending lovely sonnet.
And I was sinking in its eternal charisma
then its echo grew and grew
and multiplied progressively.
all of my cells could see and hear and repeat
the same melody
which all the cells of existence were singing:
Find your place among us
you are a part of cosmos
we have the same beloved
who is the creator, indeed
no enemy or enmity
is in our dignity
your heart should only be filled
with love and love, in this field
love is an endless ocean
you should follow shoreless men
if you want a godly kiss
you must fight only for peace.
1 – The unknown quantities
no one really knows what life is and how much it costs
except one who takes it back from the claws of death
and no one really knows what death is and how much it costs
except one who embraces it for the sake of LOVE
and no one really knows what love is and how much it costs
except one who uses it to enrich the peace.
2 – The love realm
The world happens at our minds
not behind the geopolitical closed doors
each government is a matter of wind
and everyone can ignore them and all of their rules
but no one can escape from the God’s realm
that its unchangeable laws are innately in our spirits .
3 – The root of faith
The world is a stock of tyranny, discrimination and injustice
which is the product of our thoughts
and if we change our minds
the world will be changed, accordingly
and will be filled with justice, peace and love.
trying and waiting for these bright and brilliant changes
is the root of our faith .
4 – The alone zeros
We are smaller than zeros
Not in the Cosmos but on the earth.
Without love we are zeros, about 7 billion alone zeros
but we can change the world if we want
A zero has no math value lonely but if it comes after a ONE
it increases its value ten times and more
and becomes a part of the new tenfold number
5 – The miracle of love
We come to world and die
So we are nothings as zeros
only love can increase our values
We are such valuable nothings
that can increase the value of a ONE
to a limitless number.
With love we are zeros after ONE
Even, we can be ONE with the miracle of LOVE .
6 – The real value of zeros
One is a unit of a value but zero is not.
Ten is not merely a number,
ten is ten real ones and a plenty of decimals
An alone zero has not any value, it’s nothing
But after a ONE its value may be form one to ten
So the value of a zero after a ONE is not the same as an alone
And so on a hundred, a thousand, a million and a billion .
So we remain 7 billion alone zeros if we don’t come after a ONE .
7 – The Godly one
The God is the real ONE of existence
And has saved an innocent ONE, his grand sample,
for the future of the world and Human beings,
and all of us also should play the role of zeros
after that Godly ONE in our lives .
If a zero fell in love with existence
It will come after that Godly ONE.
8 - The Essence of all Senses
when Adam descended from the everlasting paradise
he had everything but his life was meaningless
Breathing, eating, working and sleeping
was boring and tedious
he wasn’t anxious and impatient,
he wasn’t waiting for anyone,
he wasn’t exited, and not interested in beauties
and totally hadn’t any feeling about himself and his nature
and these concepts and words weren’t in his dictionary of life
The God sent him his own lovely peaceful spirit
Then he remembered Eve
and felt the essence of all senses
and his dictionary became full of new sensual lovely entries
and his religion come into being
and loved everything as children
9 - The renovation of innate values
Children are the best lovers of God
They have a pure love for everything
But when they grow up they forget love gradually.
We should return to our childish homeland
To regain the real taste of life, by love
Without love we are alone zeros
But we are created to be ONE
And if we renovate our innate values
We will become one of those ONES.
10 – Return to paradise
The Fall of Adam is always repeated
The almighty God blew his spirit to our bodies and enlivened us
Also every morning he makes us alive.
When we have everything in our lives except LOVE
we are descending from the paradise every day
and the Merciful God is sending us his gift of LOVE
and melting our hells with the heavenly calmness
to enrich and rescue our lives
and return us to his everlasting paradise
11 – The source of wars
we are travelling from birth to death
and the distance between is life
which is innately filled with love by God
but we empty it and fill it with disgust and enmity
and this is the source of all wars
12 – The real fight
I love peace and hate war
And wish a warless day for our earth
That all of us are eagerly waiting for,
But war is an inevitable event
Because the history of human began with war
And the root of all civilizations is in blood
I hate war and love peace
But the life of all weapon producers
Is based and depended on wars.
They hate peace and we hate them
We should fight for peace and love
And our real war should be against those death traders
Throughout cultural activities
13 - The lovers of God
when all of the people have a common love
they are the lovers of God
and this common love is their common religion
and when they love God they aren’t the enemy of each other
instead, they love each other and all of his creatures
in this case, there is not any enmity and war among people
And that day is the universal day of peace
and that day is not far if we want
if we add only one person to the Lovers of God and humanity .
14 – The Superior of the Creatures
Nothing but Love can measure and weight our lives .
All of the death traders are also intelligent and clever
Without love, Wisdom is a lantern for thieves and lawbreakers.
Wisdom must be directed by LOVE
-the heavenly gift of God to us-
By which we are signified as human beings,
And also The Superior of the Creatures.
Aban1393 , Oct. 2014
I miss you when I find myself
And find you when I miss myself
I’m puzzled between me and you
And my old pain is always new
I should migrate as a lone bird
That in winter has lost its herd
How can I fly with broken wings
To the land-love of sun and springs?
I should migrate to land of light
From my deep darkness of blight
At last you see one day, I fly
With my winged cage at your sky
From myself to you, I migrate
And waiting for this lovely fate
26 oct 2014 — 4/8/1393
The existence is managed by God’s unseen forces
who are chosen from the best people
and trained by celestial beings and angles.
when a nice and perfect person
- a sacred and unknown sloe-
is affected with a hard trouble
or a heavy and unbearable blight
you should know that the Almighty God
has burnt a candle among us
by which we can connect to God’s source of blessing
and remove the darkness of hopelessness.
a candle can do nothing except giving light
and melting little by little.
it’s a God favor
they burn for us
and we should only be their butterflies.
What else can we do for them?
This is not a superstitious poetic idea
nor a philosophical lesson
this is the habitual experience in our life
In the Name of Allah
O mankind, indeed We have created you from male and female and made
you peoples and tribes that you may know one another. Indeed, the most
noble of you in the sight of Allah is the most righteous of you. Indeed, Allah
is Knowing and Acquainted.
(Holy Quran –hojarat – 13)
Making family is the holy aim of Creation
And the main pillar of a family is a woman,
So the world should gain a new insight of LOVE.
Let’s put the exceptions aside.
A man is a human male being
but a woman is not a female mankind
It’s an unknown creature from another world
A canary and a sparrow both are birds and alike
But a canary isn’t a pretty sweat-singing sparrow
They may be similar but not equal
If they obliged to live with each other,
they may adapt and adjust themselves to their new conditions
and copulate and reproduce new male and female birds, like us.
Their infants aren’t hemi canary and hemi sparrow
and both are valuable.
The canaries are canary and sparrows are sparrow,
Although men and women, both are caged in one world
And a woman is more similar to a man than the other creatures
They shouldn’t be compared with each other
Women are women and men are men and both are valuable.
A male isn’t stronger than a female
and a female isn’t stranger than a male
both are strong in their territories
and are strange in the other zone
king and poor are alike and this is one of the God’s justice signs.
And this misunderstanding has been the cause of all quarrels,
separations, divorces and exploitations.
But really, what’s a woman? No one knows.
She is a paradisiacal gift from God.
And she is the most oppressed creature that has ever abused by men.
She is not an amusing toy
and not a luxury merchandise
and not trade goods
that may be bought and sold now and then.
A woman is not a mate with an expiry date.
The first victims of all wars are women.
Regardless the cause of wars and nations when a soldier is killed
in each front, a mother will be bereaved.
So a woman cannot be a commander or judge, because she
cannot see the bereavement of other mothers.
Women are such powerful beings that can change the world and
make it as a real paradise.
But men may create hell of wars and discrimination and poverty.
A man may want everything for himself
But a woman wants herself for her nest,
and easily may sacrifice herself for her children to keep them
Mothers have motherly feelings toward all of the children of the
All of the men are the children of mothers, And a husband may be
the poor needy child of his wife.
When a war broke between two tribes
only their women could extinguish its flames.
Women in their responsibilities are men of peace
But the men who always put the world into fire usually condemned
them for beginning quarrels between neighbors and children.
The divine hands that can spread peace in societies and take care of it
are only and only mothers
without the help and interference of international organizations
without army forces and governments only by lullaby and folk songs.
They can capture the global only with their motherly emotions and
And if they wait for receiving this dignity through official aids
they never obtain it.
The dialogue among civilizations
and peace talks should be carried out only by women especially
those who have lost their children and husbands in wars.
and what may be mentioned in such dialogues is only peace and
peace and peace.
And also their children by mother’s permission and guidance and
control may do a part of it.
But men who may kill millions of their Congener cannot do such
a fine art.
These dialogues needn’t any specific knowledge because all of
the mothers who are kings of sorrow have a common language of
tear and sough and their desire is only peace.
If women rule over the world and do not behave manly no war
will be started except against mice and beetles!!
And no hungry will remain on earth except for fitness!!
So these great super angles should not lose their dignity
and must not minify and degrade themselves
by mannish manners.
Women not only in their appearances but also in innate natures
are the prettiest transfigurations of God’s beauties accordingly
they are always abused by Demons and evil doers.
In a simple and small scale, life is nothing but housing (eating,
loving and resting) without which life is a decorative death.
And all of those may only be prepared by mothers.
Without their care the children and husbands are gadabouts.
Life is meaningless without women,
So each mother is the Sun of her solar family.
And other members of family are stars of her love orbit
and in a large scale this situation could also be applied to the
Life is aimless without the role of mothers who are responsible
for performing the aims of The Creation.
So a mother is a goddess in her family
And has the highest rank of her existence
So their authorities should be strengthened and stretched
through the whole life of their children some of which are kings
and presidents and war beginners of the world.
Men always have dominated over women by disregarding their
rank and right
And women always live in the second or last level of importance.
They should play their heavenly roles in all societies
But it must not be the beginning of an endless war between wives
If so, playing this role should be ignored at all.
The world regardless its geopolitical borders consist of many homes
And each home is managed by a housewife who is the manager of her family,
And the world which is a collection of families is managed by women,
And women are the real kings of the world,
And the world is the borderless home of mothers,
Therefore they can prevent all the societies from any satanic
movements and preserve their own harvests from flames of wars.
The so called Global Village is a political trick of those men who
want to rule over the world in a simple way,
But the global family is the existing Utopia of all mothers
And we, men, always destroyed their utopia by wars to create our
childish Global Village.
For thousands of years the world has been governed by men
And their productions only have been wars and destruction of
families and burnings all of the woman’s efforts.
Mothers can change the world with their innate "doctrine of
global family" to make a peaceful life for all people
And if they had done this task, our condition would be better than
this, and now we could be proud of our histories.
A half of the world population is women and the other half is their
children, this is also true for the men, but the roles of the first half
are always minimized by the second half.
All of the human beings are equal and no one is better than the
others except for being PIOUS.
If a couple live lovely for centuries they will never recognize each
other completely and by means of no language and logic they may
reach to good mental understanding of their mates except by love
And there is no fatal problem that cannot be solved peacefully in
And The God creates BED for solving all kinds of problems.
A wife and her husband are dress of each other . symbolically, a
dress is a protective ornament, so a couple should wear each
other and "wearing" is a cultural idea that contains tens of untold
heavenly words and concepts one of which is Uniting that is the
main aim of Creation.
Feminism breaks the creation rules and God Limits, so it destroys the
foundations of families and begins an endless quarrel between men
and women, because it doesn’t know the value of mothers and their
place in existence.
Women are not equal to men, they are higher than men.
In dictatorship of men, women are only tools of pleasures, but
according to the rule of creation both are means of calmness and
Instinctively, all the existence moves toward unity
and human beings are the superior creatures and their marriage is
the highest pick of unity.
A man is not the Lord of the woman, he is her child.
And a woman is not the housemaid of her husband, she is her
Both have equivalent share in their common life
But the duties of men, as the workers of HIVE, are more than of the
One of the Aims of creation is reproduction that is the essential
base of existence without which life will be disappeared in a few
In this process women act the maj or role. They are the productive
member of existence, so they are the origin of life.
The God can create mankind without parents: as the creation of
And can create human beings without father: as the creation of
Jesus Christ (P.B.U.H).
So Men are stranger gusts of Women Kingdom
And mothers are the goddesses of existence and eternity
Because they are the God's cooperators for life continuity.
Women are so valuable that the last prophet (P.B.U.H) said:
The paradise is under the mothers’ feet,
And up to now no claim has been told
greater than this holy phrase about women.