Just Penned!! – When Faith is Toyed

When faith is toyed by injustice
Cloak your heart with patience

When patience is flashed with arms
Hold on to patience with patience

Weapons are the proof of cowardice
Weapons are the tools of the coward

When patience wields it’s might
No arms, no army could fight

The reign of stupids on earth
Will fall to patience’ mirth

The masons of the new world
Would only build their own graves

In the light of love and patience
Will bloom the heavenly grace

The dawn of smile on tender faces
Will spread all over the places

When humble souls rise to power
The game of thrones go doomed forever

The reign of Lord, the beloved
Will feign the reign of the cowards

When faith is toyed by injustice
Cloak your heart with patience

Mashook Rahman
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Just Penned!! – For I be Absolute Zero

To be in Thy bosom
Is always awesome
Ye feed me with Thy light
Beyond my thirst!

Drunk in all Thy love
I behold not anything
I behold Thy bosom
That feeds me awesome

I love staying raw
For Thy twig drops the ripe
Thy bosom is sweet
Let me lay there sweet!

Taking any form
I might do some harm
Lay me in Thy bosom warm
Holding in Thy bounteous arm

Whence I walk
I might walk off Thee
Whence I talk
I might slip off Thee

Keep me in Thy bosom
For I dwell in Thee
Keep me in Thy bosom
For Thee dwell in me

Keep me in Thy bosom
For I be absolute zero
Keep me in Thy bosom
For I be absolute zero

Ahh! Love You!

Mashook Rahman
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Just Penned!! – Silence of the Arms

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Laid back in leisure
Deep in the meditation
Holding the breath tight

I wonder would the gunsmith sing
Would at least listen to songs
Or only the dunning muzzles,
Are music to his ears?!

When children cry, bosoms dry,
Arms plunge to pry
What on earth does these arms
Trying and to try?!

Let the wrath of power fall
Let peace and patience haul
Let the wrath of power fall
Let peace and patience haul

Let not the day of peace end
Let no one go on kneels to fend
Why let shells spread the dark,
And yearn for the dawn to bend?!

Stop casting iron for fences
Stop casting arms and bullets
Cast more pillars for light
Let the light of peace delight

If books of history could speak hatred
Burn them and teach to live in the present
If arms are furious to take lives
Let the gunsmith give it a try on his head!

Arms are silent and innocent
Why feed them hatred and rage?!
Melt all the arms and make
One roof for peace’ sake!

When the silent arms speak
They give death…
Not peace!!

Mashook Rahman
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Just Penned!! – The seeds of Light

SubhanAllah

The tree of truth is immortal
Composed with seeds of light
Breathing the truth of truth void
Bearing the fruits of truth

The tree is not of any nature
The tree is the nature
Its fruits belong to no season
The fruits come for a reason

Nothing waters the tree
The tree’s drunk of the divine wine
Yet there is a stream
That springs from the tree

The fruits ripe beaming in love
With seeds of the light of truth
When twigs are timid to bear them
The fruits drop over the stream and move

The fruits drop by the dry soils
Where the stream is denied
The seeds of light roots deep
There springs the tree of truth

Life fades in and fades out
Yet, life is alive formless
Those that have taken forms,
Melt into the roots of the tree!

Mortals are the naive
Truth gives the immortal high!

Mashook Rahman
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Just Penned!! – The Reason to Blow Up

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Shells and words are alike
They take a hideout in the mind
They seek for a reason to blow up
They are innocent to attack the innocents
They go calm after making a qualm

They destruct in resonance, yet disown
They make a spell, as well as a hell
They lash and smash at ease
They make and break the peace

When words call the shells
Shells fall on the timid’ knees
Both silence the truth
With their shattering noise

The naive’s words are the shells
The coward speak in shells
Courage is not raining shells
Courage is embracing with love

You’ve made many scars on your mother
Yet ye say, thee love her!
Haha..!

Mashook Rahman
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Just Penned!! – Roses don’t drink blood

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The torch of hatred fumes
Drinking gallons of venom
Decibels of words shout peace
With throats groaning in vengeance

The pieces of lands called nations
With the selfish crowned as patriots
Blowing the horns of valor
For cowardly, cowardly wars

Wouldn’t anthems that praise your soil,
Lend ears to respect the neighbors’?
Wouldn’t the crops of your cherished soil,
Nourish the tots of the neighbors?

Mother earth say thee!
Why bring her on her knees?!
Ye shan’t soak her in blood,
And claim to be her beloved!

Roses don’t drink blood,
Lotus never plunders the pond
Why would you ruin your home,
To make your reign over the corpse?!

The seas of the earth are seas
The blood of the people is blood
There is no bounds, but for the heart
All hearts throb with one beat

If your beat skips the rhythm of love,
Better seize to exist!
Better seize to exist!
Better seize to exist!

Mashook Rahman
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Just Penned!! – The Big Foe

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It’s a suicide shot
I fell by my side
The big foe laughed at me
The big foe laughed at me

The dream shattered at once
I sat up, like a dunce
Slowly, very slowly
I peeled the web off the dream

The big foe was there
With an ugly gaze and stare
Gnawing too rudely
He giggled at me like a flare

The big foe did that
Gave a pat on my back
Wiped the sweat of guilt
He soothed me of my sins

The big foe fed me
With reasons for my wrongs
The big foe gave a hug
And led me through new wrongs

The big foe lulled me
I slept on his lap
The big foe threatened me
Of my sins he had a track

At once, I had a shock
I froze like a rock
He gifted me a gun
But smiled like a nun

It’s a suicide shot
I fell by my side
The big foe laughed at me
The big foe laughed at me

Mashook Rahman
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Just Penned!! – With those pink paws

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All I want is a bit of myself,
With those pink paws
That left no tread marks

With those closed fists
That were pure from sinners’ lists

With that umblical cord
That connected me with the God

With that content of silence
That kept my contented conscience

With that open heart
That only remembered Him

With that clenched teeth
That never uttered a lie

With that nimble mind
That had no bias

With those cool eyes
That saw everything of the skies

With that piece of wisdom
That I never revealed

With that moment of truth
I’m void of now!

Mashook Rahman
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Just Penned!! – I Never Go Empty

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I’m the spout
I spring with Thy love
I never go empty
As my content is Thee!

Thy mercy fills in for me
I go into the banished realms, leaving Thee!
Ye are the wine inebriated
None could tell Thy realm’s taste

In love, I’m left spell bound
Yet Thy rhythm flows deep in me
I hearken like a bereaved soul
Yet dance to Thy beat,
With every drop of my soul

Ye made me long for Thee
The longing is the blessing indeed
This is a blessing bare and bare
For in love disguise is unfair

None on the streets know
In what I’m drenched
None in the trenches know
In what I’m fenced

I’m the spout
I spring with Thy love
I never go empty
As my content is Thee!

Mashook Rahman
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Just Penned!! – I wish the Beloved be!

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No water can cleanse me
Except the tears that roll out of love
No water can cleanse me
Except the bereaved tears for the departed

No water can cleanse me
Except the tears in the thought of the beloved
No water can cleanse me
Except the spilled spittle of the beloved

No water exists that can cleanse me
Except the sweat of communion with the Beloved
No water exists that can cleanse me
Except the dampness of the Beloved’s feet

I’m unkempt, messy and scruffy
But feel groomed in the thought of the Beloved
I’m sinful, filthy and nasty
But gleam redeemed in the thought of the Beloved

I wish the Beloved be!
I wish the Beloved be!
I wish the Beloved be!
Not me! At once!

Mashook Rahman
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