Just Penned – Jolting World

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The world is jolting
Jolting to and fro
The world is jolting
With good, bad and the worst

The good are charged
The bad are freed
The worst are pampered
All the three have their poles

The world is jolting
Jolting with too many poles
Polarized by self righteous ***holes
The world is jolting to shrug them off

The world is jolting
To keep only peace
The world is jolting
To breathe with some ease

The world is jolting
Between truth and farce
The world is jolting
To hold to truth

Hold onto truth
O frenzy souls
The world is jolting
The world is jolting
The world is jolting heavy

Mashook Rahman
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Just Penned!! – Everything under the sun

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Everything under the sun
Is under the sun!
Drape as many veils
Yet thee are under the sun!

Yet thy heart heedeth not
Yet thy heart see it not
Yet thy heart feels not its heat
As thy heart is cold, too cold!

The day of verdict
Is under the sun
Whence thy sweat
Will not quench thee

Ye will be under the sun
Yet will not sweat of the heat
Ye will be under the sun
But will sweat in Lord’s fear

Thy heart under the sun
Will speak of how ye stained it
Thy soul that hearkens the Lord
Will cry and lament in pain

Feel the day under the sun
Think of no sinful privacy
Peel the pride, the cold
Tan thee in his warm love

For the day under the sun
Will keep thee warm
For ye hath feared the Lord in wisdom
Fear in wisdom will call thee “love”

Will present thy feet with
A greeny wilderness
And under the sun
Ye will glow
Ye will glow with His radiance

Ye will vanish into the womb of mercy
Ye will see everything under the sun
As Lord and Lord only

Mashook Rahman
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Just Penned!! – In the Lull of My Cry

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Hu…………. blew me
Bubbles of blue bled and bubbled
My longing colored the note of music
Blue… Hu… Hu… Hu… Hu…

Hu, the note of veins is blue
Hu… Hu… Hu… Hu…
With the yearning for Him
The note is blue
Hu… Hu… Hu… Hu…

He blushes when orbed
And I’m in gloom
I cry in all veins blue
Hu… Hu… Hu… Hu…

Hu… Hu… Hu… Hu…
The note blew bellows Him in me
At the far He hides leaving a clue
For me to search, and I’m all blue
Hu…Hu…Hu… Hu…

The warmth of love
Hath grown into fire
The note Hu… Hu…
Hath bloomed into symphony

There He is… at my soul
In the lull of my cry
I cry not because of Him
I cry for him to relish my love
He keeps hiding, and I keep playing

My love is all
Blue…Blue… Blue…
And I play
Hu… Hu… Hu… Hu…

Mashook Rahman
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Just Penned!! – I’m a Cheap Chameleon

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I’m a cheap chameleon
And I keep changing colors
But people love the rainbow
And call me for a coward

I’m a lover of colors
Almighty is all colors to me
I drench in each of His spectrum
I dwell not in any of them
For the want of His “new”

A rainbow is stagnant
It reflects His spectrum in view
But I live in each of the band
Of His light, and never say “Phew!!”

I don’t keep changing
I’m playing a trump of colors
To match with His eternal one
And take abode in Him

Yes! I’m a cheap chameleon
And I keep changing colors
If at all you know me
You’ll know why should I be revered

Mashook Rahman
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Just Penned!! – Satan’s Miracle

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The one-eyed cam is everywhere now
Its presence is duping the omniscience of God
People now fear the cam, and lest the God
The sense of God is gradually whithering from hearts

The one-eyed Satan,
Has begun doing GOOD
He gets a crime commited
And sells the news
He kindle hearts to rape children
And cries with their mothers
He lures people to fall for lust
And sells sex tapes for profit
He twists the relationships
And makes filthy love stories
He creates death pills
And shoots various diseases
He consumes the nature
And gives his shit as cure

He burns cities
For some eye-catching photos
He stirs commotion and chaos
To drive a happening media

He is nowhere in reality
He is a numbskull in truth
Yet, he sits deep in us as desire
And bellows the bad in us

He misinforms us and gives bias
His interpretors instigate us
We watch through the one-eyed TV
And have become one-sided

Take it or not
He drives us as his vehicle
Unless we fear the Lord
There is no hope for a miracle

Mashook Rahman
Photo Courtesy: Internet

Fight for Peace

Terrorist attacks leave dozens dead, injured in Syria

When will the fight for peace be done?!
The white shrouds are shouting “peace”

The oozing blood conquers the white shroud
Like the mighty crooks eat the tender hearts

There is always a “reason” for war
Of all those, the cheapest is “peace keeping”

When would the stock of amunitions be sold?!
The buyers are greedy with a blood cold!

The common masses are tired of seeing
Tyranny, oppression, and man-eating politics

O truth! It’s a long hibernation of you
The blood of the tender tots plea, come in view!

The super powers are bullying you truth
The slay in thy name and spread news

How long are you to bear the brunt?!
Come! Thwart the hefty swines that grunt

The cruel are in every religion
But religions never belong to the cruel

The hooting owls are painting the dove
O truth! Come, shoot them at once

The wreath of peace is drowing in blood
The wrecked are happy and crowning in blood

O truth, stop the bloodshed
O truth, stop the bloodshed

Today, you are only enslaved
Stand for yourself before its late

Mashook Rahman
Photo Courtesy: Internet

Just Penned!! – The Amulet of Love

The amulet of love
Kisses my chest
His name is within
And my soul is unrest

He is the spring
That quenches from within
He is the spark
That lights my night with stars

He paints the moon lest the wand
He rubs it with His other hand
I relish even the moonless skies
As He is lit up within my eyes

He makes a presence here
He smiles from long and far
He hisses into my ears
He makes me long for His song

He shows a rainbow mirage
He showers a colorful rain
He deserts and vanishes off
He blooms all of a sudden

His name cradles in the chest
His name’s the fair and the fest
His love is what I relish and long
His love is that still proves me wrong

With all reverance, I keep good of me
With all elegance, love proves me wrong
With fervent love, I still struggle
To wrap up the story love lorn

I swirled to bring Him in view
I failed, as I looked out for Him
I swril to burst into nothing
To behold Him, as what He is

O light infinite!
Listen to my feeble fiddle
O light infinite!
Let me into Thy song of silence

Leave me as nothing but You!

Mashook Rahman
Photo Courtesy: Internet

Peace – The most abused kid

Peace is the most abused kid
Toyed, toyed and toyed
The war for peace silences it

Weaponry is nourished to flourish
People are left to dry and to perish

Raped, abused and mutilated
Peace longs for some air

Not a seed, weed or straw
Is at peace at this moment

I behold it all
Yet, fear to comment

Fists of ignorance
Are on the rise

Fingers of truth
Are put across its mouth

Nah, nah, nah
None is surely bothered
For peace is still
Strangled and smothered

The healers are quieted
Venom vendors, vaccine peace

No point in crying
No point in trying
No point in telling
No point in yelling

The point is…
The time has come
To clean all the scum
To reap the good from the wrecked land
To make covenant with peace

Peace… peace… peace!!

Mashook Rahman
Photo Courtesy: Internet

Just Penned!! – Mute Music to Bloom

The lovelorn reeds in the flesh
Long for the kiss of truth
For the spark to spill and light
For the mute music to bloom into life

Blood is cold, having lost the light
The warmth of which keeps it alive
O light spill, burn all the flesh!
O light spill, leave no ashes but You!

Let the lovelorn reeds
Blast in Thy hymn of love
Let the blood drain
Unto Thy feet in love

Let Thy wisdom erupt
To burn the bliss of ignorance
Let Thy wisdom erupt
To burn the sense of existence

Efface me with Thy mercy
To face Thee
To see Thy true being
To be lost in Thee

Leave such bits of me
To only feel Thee!
Leave such bits of me
To only feel Thee!

To float in Thy rhythm
Losing all the waves of noise
Deep into the realm of love
Where even silence doesn’t dwell

Mashook Rahman
Photo Courtesy: Internet

Just Penned!! – Stripped of Ignorance

 

It was a drop spilled
The paper made it a blot
The heady pen spilled it haughty
Tells the blot, the plot

Wisdom is not the ink spilled
The paper is not thirsty either
Flowing is a property
As sucking it is!

Between the nib and the paper
The void drunk ink is sparked
To spill out forming a blot
To stay quiet of the calming part

The paper stops the ink’s wisdom
Ink moves no further, seldom!
The pen is not wise either
Wisdom slips into the air, into the ether

Of all the drops of ink spilled
Of all the blots, papers drink
None know the its sense
Like the hands that buy them and sell

It is at last like verses penned
To teach how great was silence
It is at last like vows pronounced
To stay quiet in lasting silence

The pen, the paper and the blot
Have told me all these quietly
I have listened to silence
Yet to discern this being’s misery

Stripped of ignorance
I lay all bare
I’m the blot
O mercy! Make some verses
Out of me!

Mashook Rahman
Photo Courtesy: Internet