Just Penned!! – The core of the web


I’m stranded between the pages
SEOs behave like CEOs of content
I’m naive enough to search the Internet
Yet, it serves me a lot of data in nano secs

The deluge of records flip me flop
Take me for a toss hip from hop
For search engines take
A “term” not a “thought”

From dictionaries to missionaries
Everything’s on the Internet
That I now believe to search for God
Yes, God on the Internet

Reaching the core of the web
I now think I’m connected
But, Actually I’m spun around
With cooked up information

After learning for years
Life demands to unlearn
Midst the process of unlearning
Career demands to relearn

I now stand stranded
Between the changing standards
I now wonder, why I obeyed
All the voicesless blaggards

Postulates proposed wear out in time
Theories proved become obsolete
Research findings always change
Generations pass half-baked

Why the hell should I be informed
With so many fake reams of data
I feel I’m invested upon with data
And ruthlessly harvested of blood

I wonder, have I a brain to think!
I should search it out on the Internet

Mashook Rahman
Photo Courtesy: Internet


Just Penned!! – Answering the Gadget’s Call

Time spent with smartphones, tablets, and computers can impact your ability to get healthy sleep. Turn off handheld devices and televisions at least two hours before bedtime. Try to avoid lying in bed and scrolling through social media and email before bedtime too. (U.S. Air Force photo illustration by Staff Sgt. Jamal Sutter)

Lured by the discounts,
I bought a smart gadget
The gadget was smart
But I thought I was!

The AI Asisstant was another hook
Politely, it made me feed it all about me
It was the last night, I remember I was sane

The gadget served me notifications
And I was pleased, as it reminded me
Forgetful of the fact, my mind was absent
I just looked at my device with all pride

The alarm was strict, and repeated daily
The location setting hinted my office time
My vacation habits, poured in lot of ads
Even my toilet’s tissue was known to the device

The device demanded my company
It kept me connected online
But, I was disconnected from myself
And was answering the gadget’s call

By the day, the device took my memory
By the day, it proved me a numbskull
On the mirror, I only saw a poor foolish being
I doubted my IQ and my personal being

The self-righteous device dictated me
The erroneous notifications frightened me
It was like a typical boss
That made me feel dumb

I lost sleep to answer the device
I lost weight obeying the device
I lost sense of freedom at last
Without the device, I felt vulnerable

Without making a backup
I just flung it on the floor
To save my mettle
To swim out of the boiling kettle

Mashook Rahman
Photo Courtesy: Internet

Just Penned!! – Voices are many

Voices are many
What it takes is
A heart to listen

When heart sinks into void
When vanity sings a lullaby
It seldom listens to itself
Yet stays afloat in the scum

Scum of pride makes heart numb
Numbness keeps it deaf and dumb
Scum of lustful blood
Gyrates through the heart dumb

When truth speaks within
And heart’s still dumb
It takes a heart to listen
To get truth summed

Void and vanity toy the heart
Clueless heart enjoys the toss
The voice keeps dunning out
The numb heart never heeds a beat

Naive, novice heart’s glee
Saves it not, nor let it flee
Nibbling all that’s illusionary
Numb heart feels like a luminary

Voice of truth falls into void
Knowing the numb heart
Scum blood gushes, vanity shrills
Truth giggles and spills into silence

Voices are many
What it takes is
A heart to listen

Mashook Rahman
Photo Courtesy: Internet

Just Penned!! – There is the call

There is a call
I know what it has to say
There is a call
I never want to let it say

There is a call
I evade it every time
There is a call
I give excuses to

There is a call
To take me to tranquil and peace
There is a call
To unchain my burden and ease

There is a call
I heed not to it
There is a call
I choose to hide from it

There is a call
To set me free from me
There is a call
Towards the light and its glee

This is the call
I feared I might respond to
There is the call
I’ll take it and never turn up

Mashook Rahman
Photo Courtesy: Internet

Just Penned!! – I want to go

I want to go
Somewhere I haven’t been
Where knives smile at me
But don’t stab my back
Where thorns prick my heel
But don’t snatch my path

I want to go
Somewhere I haven’t been
Where love is not any sickness
Where hatred is not all known
Where faces have only smiles
Where roads have only happy miles

I want to go
Somewhere I haven’t been
To see what am I truly
To get away from the wicked, unruly
To pay all my love duly
To take a turn to me newly

I want to go
Somewhere I haven’t been
To take abode in me
To make a heaven of me
To bake me a glowing sunshine
To keep it all as mine and mine

I want to go
Somewhere… somewhere.. somewhere
Where I could heal my soul
Where I could seal my soul
Where I could steal my soul
Out from all the hurt and people cold

Mashook Rahman
Photo Courtesy: Internet

Just Penned – I cry unto Thee

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In the love for Thy nectar
My wings freeze
I cry love unto Thee
On my frail knees

Thy petals are open and pouring
Thy nectar is gracefully flowing
I miss the drop that quenches me
For I’m hasty in Thy love

Now I’ve come to freeze
On my frail knees
In the love for Thy nectar
My wings freeze; my wings freeze

I see Thy nectar flowing
I wish I drink Thee to Thy roots
I see how hollow is my being
I plea! Thee drink me!

In the love for Thy nectar
My wings freeze
I cry love unto Thee
On my frail knees

Mashook Rahman
Photo Courtesy: Internet

Just Penned!! – The Air of Venom


When venom kisses venom
What gushes into air?!
The green fumes of lust
Lure the blissfully white air

Breathe not! Breathe not!
Ye be caught with the air of venom!
Breathe not! Breathe not!
Let the mantle of the heart be pure!

Venom is intent in thee already
Ye see thy venom in every soul
Break not the vial and let venom flow
Just let it fume within and die

Stop seeing thy sting
Relish not thy face
Let all the venom in thee dry
Save nothing of it with “grace”

The drift of venom without
Hits every soul
But those that in love
Never get astray

Beware! The hiss is on

Mashook Rahman
Picture Courtesy: See Photo inset


Just Penned!! – But in truth


Cities are planned
People in cities aspire
The elite naturally inspire
But in truth, conspire

Streets are laid, lit and kept
Taxes drive the loyal insane
People are struck amidst
The paradox of good and bad

The mix of emotion
And the means of earning
Bombards the society with corruption
Power only dictates
People are empowered to oblige

The places of worship
Are forced to spell hatred
For people are rising to be beasts
And demand lust be sanctioned

Cities are “planned” to self-destruct
Or to be waged wars upon
The wicked minds orchestrate
Jarring decibels of wickedness

The lull of modern world
Sedates sane minds to sleep
Every heart endures the pain
But dares not to loudly weep

When hands could hold only handful
Greed kicks it to stretch beyond
To snatch from the timid and the meek
To jig out the earth and turn it bleak

Mashook Rahman
Photo Courtesy: https://pixabay.com/en/apocalypse-war-disaster-destruction-2459465/

Just Penned – Jolting World

Sailor Uranus World shaking attack by charlie0721

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
Photo Courtesy: Internet

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
Photo Courtesy: http://muslimsincalgary.ca