Just Penned!! – The Music of Oneness

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Notes from the strings of Mirabai
Smudge into the Ney of Rumi
The fragrance of music spilling in colors
Brings into love, the corpses of the worlds

There dances, Rumi, Mira, Majnoon and Laila
All in their own realms of love
They know not each other, but their beloved
So poisonous is the music of oneness

The syllables of love’s score
Keeps the light of oneness alive
The omnipresence of music
Orchastrates the resonating time

There in the soul,
Love drizzles in rhyme
Drenched in the hymn
Soul trembles and chimes

The music of oneness
Melts the soul into nothing
From where it bleeds
Into the realm of oneness

“Form or formless
God is oneness”,
The music of oneness
Feeds this to the soul

The greed to be larger than life
Reduces to a drop of love
With the music of oneness brimming within
“I” melts within, within, within

O deluge of music!
Kill me to the atom
O deluge of oneness!
Leave me not, but Thee!

O! Melt me, melt me, melt me love
In Thee, is my crest and trough
When I stop to wave on earth
Dwell me in Thy silent “Hum”

Mashook Rahman
Photo Courtesy: Internet

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Just Penned!! – At the nth of infinity

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I’m “x” for you, and I’m at the nth of my value
I guess I’m larger than the largest of numbers
I’m invariably variable,
And people die to find my value

When divided to zero, I’m the reminder
When divided, I’m the divisive quotient
When divided, I multiply at large
When divided, I leave you at awe

I’m so whole, that I’m not further divisible
I’m so large, that I’m no further visible
I’m so complex that no decoding possible
I’m so compound that none reaches the core

I can’t be assumed
I can’t be assigned a value
I’m not what you assume or assign
I’m that you can’t guess that’s divine

No tangents touch my center
No measures exist to my diameter
I don’t fix into shapes
I’m not from the planet of the apes

See! I’m immaculate
See! I’m hard for you to calculate
Assign not yourself a limit
You are the “x”,
Find your value to find mine!

At the nth of infinity
What could be the value of “x”?!

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!! – A Bubble, a Mirage

When the drizzle brushed the rainbow
The sky seemed in all colors
When the drizzle brushed the rainbow
The sun shied into the sombre clouds

The music of the drizzle
Pelted on flowers to wake’em
The cold heart rose in warmth
From the deep of the dark mayhem

Soul, lit in a jiffy
Got the dance of the drizzle
The lit soul’s glee
Lit the rainbow fizzled

All roads led to the rainbow
All clouds shed the drizzle of love
For the soul has lit the rainbow
All clouds shed the drizzle of love

Song of the beloved’s in air
The drizzle, the rainbow, and the song’s in fair
For the soul has lit the rainbow
The song’s into the colors’ affair

Losing into the drizzle, rainbow and the song
The soul has trespassed beyond
Where the null and void is the whole
Where souls find abode in the soul

When the drizzle brushed the rainbow again
Sky seemed in no colors
For sky is a bubble, a mirage

Mashook Rahman
Photo Courtesy: Internet

Just Penned! – Am I not Thy tender lamb?!

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Floating in the scum of sins
I dream of angel’s wings
It’s bubbles of scum around me
I’m stuck in one of these

Ye poured pure rain on me
I’ve made this miry scum
Ye’ve cared only for me
Yet I’ve felt so very numb

Floating in the scum of sins
I dream of a journey through
It’s stinking pool of sin in me
And my soul’s dry and rough

Ye fed me with the fresh
I’ve bred some filthy flesh
Ye gave me mind so green
I’ve made it mean and mean

Floating in the scum of sins
I dream of a light so whole
It’s all pitch darkness in me
I’m sinking into the hole

Ye shed Thy blood for me
To save my soul from the woe
Ye served the wine of light
I’m drunk of this world to the core

Floating in the scum of sins
I dream of crown and throne
Ye wore the crown of thorn for me
I’m forgetful of the hell prone

Whirling in the pool of sins
I wish I’d be in Thy cloak
Am I not Thy tender lamb
That rushes back to Thy flock?!

Art & Poem

Mashook Rahman

Just Penned: The Felled Feather

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I’m a felled feather
No cap deserve me
I’m the only relic
Of that species extinct

Hunters now have a different weapon
They sit in corporate and generate huge data
Servers are the modern chimneys
That the industry smoke through

Man has stopped feeling the soil
He washes his mother as dirt
The costly clogs and hygenic gloves
Have turned his heart cold

He raises voice for the environment
He writes in reams and protest in teams
While few actually feed the feeble
They are ignorant of that species extinct

I’m a felled feather
No cap deserve me
I’m the only relic
Of that species extinct

Poem and Photo: Mashook Rahman

Just Penned!! – Kiss of the Beloved

I feel the kiss of the beloved!
His lips on my frozen cheek
Keep me bleak, keep me bleak!

I feel the kiss of the beloved
On my frozen cheek!
I’m close to His bosom
I’m close to His bosom

I feel the kiss of the beloved
On my frozen cheek!
I feel Him at my heart
I see Him as my thought

I feel the kiss of the beloved
On my frozen cheek!
He sings me a lull
He casts over me a spell

He holds me like a lamb
Covering me with warmth
His kiss shows me the path
I’d have fallen for the wrath

I feel the kiss of the beloved
On my frozen cheek!
I gaze at the world around
I see His mercy abound

He’s everywhere
Cuddling each soul
His kiss and love are fair
Even with souls cold!

Mashook Rahman
Photo Courtesy: Internet

Just Penned – Camera and Crime

Cctv, Surveillance, Security, Camera, Safety, Control

Streets were empty,
Heart’s were vigil
Conscience was on patrol
And the nights stayed quiet

The nights’ quiet was cruel
Truth was strangled at nights
The lecherous chose the dark
To gnaw at the victim and bark

Time has grown beyond time
With many tools to record crime
Every street corner has a cam
To tell the world, the crime, scandal and scam

People all, hold a third eye
With a perverted thought to pry
The third eye has gulped the hearts
And have sewn the sense to cry

Crime scenes are available cheap
For the cheap to take a peep
From rape of kids people watch
To see how the daring had their catch

Cams don’t seem to ensure safety
They only feature the civilians nasty
Perverts catch the glimpses tasty
Criminals bet the cams so hasty

Cams are vigil night and day
Eyes are losing compassion
Still hearts watch crime with no pain
Like cams that hang in silence

Shame!

Mashook Rahman
Photo Courtesy: Internet

Just Penned!! – Trying to make things “better”

When fervent prayers could bring rains
What’s the use of rocket science?!
What have thee found?!
Or what do ye search?!

Postulates are void, when another is proposed!
Ye name thy fall “improvement” and “change”
Ye spread midst people, the innovation mange*
Ye break the nature and do what’s strange

Automation is an illusion
Indeed machines go by command
God is merciful to give autonomy
For us to create near to His creations

Ideas, models, prototypes and the like
Bloom within the human confines
The measures that gauge IQ
Proclaims its limitations

Ye are not the Creator
Nor, the Ultimate source of power
Ye ne’er bout with Him
Trying to make things “better”

But ye have taught me
To see the finesse of creation
The perfection of the creator
The intellect beyond its sense

See! Ye are the best of His creations
Have you paid your gratitude to the date?!
What hath made thee create things useless,
To spoil the earth and rake?!

Mashook Rahman
Photo Courtesy: Internet

Just Penned!! – Brew thy Sweat

Bee, Animal, Rose, Flower, Red, Insect, Nectar

Vials of perfumes are many
Bazaars cry wooing the crowd
Vials are crafted with finesse
But, incense is null and void

Rose never claims it’s a rose
It’s humble of the fragrance it throws
Souls swarm after the rose
Rose is humble of the fragrance it throws

Look at thyself, O seeker!
Thee get a light, brighter as thy vision
Look at the roses, O seeker!
Their roots go deep for the fragrance

Bellow thy vision with thy thirst
Let thy fragrance, bring thy beloved near
Why should thee buy incense and wear
Let the fragrance of thy love, kill thy fear

Bazaars sell incense to smear
Incense fall to the sweat’s spear
Brew thy sweat into the fragrance of rose
To keep thy beloved, always close

Hum HuHu.. HuHu

Mashook Rahman
Photo Courtesy: Internet