Just Penned!! – A Maze of our Own Ruins

Pills are a joke to pain
At the wicked war fields
When killing is the agenda
Why medicine is on wheels?!

We are a herd of consumers
That the selling nerds need
At falling prices they buy us
With giving some extra feed

When the markets are done
They point their blaming fingers
They bring their common opinion
And bomb the tender ones

We’d bejewel their kennels
As long as we buy all the ****
As long as we buy the lies
As long as we buy them power
As long as we buy them fame

Oh, think who they are!
They are our mistakes naive
Oh, think who they are!
They sprang from the truth we gulped

Oh, think who they are!
They are our selfish shade
Oh, think who they are!
They are our darkest side

Thee hath made the wilderness,
Into a blazing hell!
This is a maze of our own ruins
That pays us in our own coins

O, regretting soul!
Repent once thy foul!
O, regretting soul!
Repent once thy foul!

Mashook Rahman
Photo Courtesy: Internet

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Just Penned!! – The Bombs Say Amen

There is a new religion,
The name is terrorism!
It has no bias,
It creates only chaos!

It gnaws at the God’s kingdom,
Wants His people to chide Him!
Yet it’s so cowardly,
And seeks His name to hide in!

It’s only prayer is,
To bring His kingdom down!
To make His people stone Him,
And crucify His crown!

The religion of terrorism,
Prays in shells and arms!
Deceiving people with His name,
And takes no blame of the harms!

All the world is losing hope,
His light is to rise and swarm!
The hour is near! The hour is near!
His Mercy will come upon!

Take a turn from cheap discounts,
For the traders are filthy Dons!
What some corner of the market buys,
Rains at another, as shells and bombs!

The world was one with it’s diversity,
Until the hearts were calm!
The clarion call towards uniformity,
Is just another snake charm!

The religion of terrorism,
Fights to snatch our calm!
It’s motive is to rear people,
To further the filthy qualm!

The bombs say amen,
To the Baphomet’s ugly charm!
When God’s mercy dawns upon,
Satan’s charms will melt along!

All we people should hold to our faiths,
We should stand hand in hand!
Mercy is the common code,
That’s in every DNA strand!

Let’s call His mercy upon,
To kill the religion of terrorism!
To free us all from the plague of greed,
To free us from the wrath of the Creed!

Let light bounce back with vigour,
Upon the world of illuminated fear!
The hour is near! The hour is near!
Let all sheep look for the Shepherd to rear!

Mashook Rahman
Photo Courtesy: Internet

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
Photo Courtesy: Internet

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
Photo Courtesy: Internet

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
Photo Courtesy: Internet

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
Photo Courtesy: Internet

Just Penned!! – Brick and Mortar

Brick and mortar
Brick and mortar
Brick and mortar

Behold!
The world is brick and mortar
We are a mix of soil and water
As many are the soils and waters
So many are our races and colors
The world is brick and mortar
Yes! We are soil and water

As brains are chained with lust
And knowledge is let to rust
And thirst for power is held abreast
Powers are rising, making unrest

Schools made of brick and mortar
Are suffering a digital divide
As information is equated to intellect
Knowledge is plainly slained

This world is brick and mortar
Its a school of love and peace
For hearts to learn and live
To learn to live and let live

The swamp, the mire and the bog
Are all over this brick and mortar
O rain of love and peace!
Pour down upon the mire of lust!

Mashook Rahman
Photo Courtesy: Internet

Just Penned!! – If not for unity

I’m not neatly dressed
I don’t deserve a square meal
I’m a deserted soul depressed
To walk tall, I should kneel

The tankers I saw in News
The bombings I read in papers
Are just foot away from me
My freedom is being left over

The pride of living in a nation
Has diminished being on the sidewalk
The queue at the forces’ ration
Hurts my esteem and shuts my talk

Excluded from the tables
That allied to rain bombs
I’m roaming puzzled midst the shambles
With tears rolling to quench tombs

The elite camouflaged beings
Invest people to rig the world out;
Wage war with their savings,
And dump them into common graves

The seed of venom
Has creeped neath the hearts
For the want of vanity power
Corpses fight tough and hard

To teach history,
And excavate pride
Wars are waged,
Reasons are staged

Stop planting the mines
Let the shed blood dry
If not for unity
Pass on to let live with dignity

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