Just Penned!! – Secrets Unveil Like That

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Secrets unveil like that
From nowhere like the flame
Gives light to the thirsty souls
Dies away speaking in smokes

Void springs back
To keep the secrets intact
Time awaits such flame
To come again in time

Smoke filled air
Awaits the affair
Seeking for the spark
Midst the darkness stark

Is that the friction!
Is that the spark!
Is that the darkness!
Or the stroke or its torque!
What spurs the moment!
What listens the lovers!
With what they fall in trance!
What strokes them dance!

O, the mystic moment!
Where are Thee in me?!
At once come in view
Take me into Thee

Mashook Rahman
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Just Penned!! – The Spine Problem

Weak Posture

 

Nerves don’t have the nerve
Spine swims in the soup
In the lust for breeding the flesh
Soul has sunk into the loop

Spine couldn’t just stand by itself
Swine like heart lures into sin
O, What have I done to His throne!
Yet dwelling in the stink of sterone

I feel I’m cursed with what He blessed me
And couldn’t get when lust did kiss me
O, the blast of winds hit all
The mighty stand as the weak ones fall

The day of judgement stalks me every then
I fear the harsh ink of His merciful pen
Yet I love peeping into the pitch dark sin
Knowing all what would happen to me then

Taken for an abysmal spin
I’ve lost my spine to my own lust’s din
The noise has grown too much in size
The voice of soul has just stopped as it’s wise

After all, I still seek His mercy
The thin skin that I take a chance with
Would His mercy fall like a myth
I’d coil into hell with my soft spine!

Mashook Rahman
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Just Penned!! – At the brink of melting

Save me from the freezing cold of sin
I’m scared being left alone
O warmth of my soul erupt
I’m shivering in the depth of cold

The first touch of the cold weather
Tipped lust warm into me
In the game of catching the dew
I’ve fell into the trap, O phew!

Nice were all the pleasures
Seemed like precious treasures
Till the spark of truth spilled upon
Stink was all I treasured

Now the burden is felt
Need some light to melt
Mercy! Mercy! I spelt
Tenderly get me dealt

The snow cold soul’s weeping now
With tears freezing freezing cold
O light, brace me and keep in hold
As secret as a story untold

Let me not freeze again
Let me not freeze again
Let me flow to You
Till the line fades
Till the line fades

Mashook Rahman
Photo Courtesy: Internet