Just Penned!! – Thy Gory Gory Ray

Would it be our resurrection
Or the hell’s beckon?!
Would You let us sweat to die
To teach us painful lesson

For You send the clouds
Strew rain and dew
Give a soulful reason to live
In this heavenly earth

But we divide, deride
Wage war, sing pride
Make a farce of You
With false faith, we collide

We are heartfully scornful
Chasing this heaven to hell
We build places of worship
To make Thee obey, we spell!!

We give refuge to the timid
And take them as our slaves
We spend on their fleshes
To mend our sins to graves

We talk much on Thy gleam
We make plenty pride teams
We need not others to feel Thy grace
We need them to only obey our race

When the game of choice is held at bay
When the blasts of hell makes us way
Mercy! Mercy! Mercy! we pray
Comes Thy gory gory ray

Mashook Rahman
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Just Penned!! – Noise’ Sizzle

He just blew the reed!
So many dance to the tunes
The song dispersed with air
Keeps the mob live in the fair

Heads that jump for a sneak peek
Knows not the mob is around nothing
Losing the spirit of the tune to fizzle
The lovers enjoy the noise’ sizzle

With one blow He kept the reed
Till there again be the reed’s need
The frenzy mob with all greed
Hath made its ruin with own deed

When again there be the reed’s need
He’ll honk the horn to bleed
The frenzy mob will shake and fall
He’ll laugh, for that’ all

Mashook Rahman
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Just Penned!! – The Oasis Virile

Dunes have mounds of sands
Deceiving mirage aplenty
The singled out oasis awaits
The true lover, the thirsty

He wipes the traces on path
With wind’s unfavourable wrath
He breaks the pitcher in hand
And burries the camel in the sand

The unfavourable wrath of wind
Toasts the weak faith might
The pitcher broken furthers the thirst
The camel died triggers the soul

For thirsty soul runs in love
Walks in love
Crawls in love
Until it finds its waters

The spring, the puddle, the pond
Knows its lover far beyond
It’s happy, live and virile
To keep quenching the thirsty, the sterile

Mashook Rahman
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Just Penned!! – Fantasies as Fate

 

In search of the greater self
Tried putting the scrabble in place
Tripping over my plenty faces
Lost into the fierceful race

Mixing and matching things bright
Fixing and mending things straight
Skinned my tender self late
To pen my fantasies as fate

In the mist of all that I yearned
I wandered to see me as what I believed
When at times truth came to face
Blew it off to stop its deceit

When with all that I’m tainted
I reached back to the mirror
I was lost in the make over
And my image was an error

The scrabble lays scattered still
My faces don’t match my self
The weeping self is heavy to lose
What it believes it to be

The greater self is laughing at far
It sounds super heavy
People like me count it for the void
And chase the farce to be what we see

Mashook Rahman
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Just Penned!! – The Halloween

The halloween is on
Souls wear shades
And hide the face in the garb

The garb is so silky
That the face slips into ditch

The ball room is full of bats
The stage is on the pitch dark ditch

Howling fills in for a song
And shades deceive each other

The brace and the dance with grace
Kneading the spine with a dagger
Goes on and on… and on…
Till the day’s break, and breaks the horror

The smile in the mask lives dead
The shades fade at the day’s break
The howling comes dust to dust
The bats flee to further darkness

Life lays dead in the dark ditch
Halloween awaits another night

Mashook Rahman
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Just Penned!! – The Light is Not Too Far

The gadgeteers and the Satan’s nears
What on earth you build these networks for?
Does the “web” signify the mesh for a prey
What is thy notion behind “making a better world”

Take pride of stripping mother nature off
To seed your mean and filthy chip
But God is all patient to let you grow
To bring you down being ripped

When His angel blows the horn of apocalypse
Your networks will fail obeying you
Your plans of staying rotten and young
Your bigotry, pride and sexy prejudice
Your wickedly cold hearted plans
Will all shackle and fall to dust
Leaving no particle on air of your lust

Artificial Intelligence, as the name suggests
Will fail to be and replace intelligence divine
The bots you build will obey His command
To make their own grand coffins

The wires and signals will all turn upon you
Failing your All Seeing Eye
Your darkness will face an ugly befall
With the gracious smile of the Hu…

Peace, light and mercy will prevail
Where hearts and souls speak love
The trenches you’ve dug under the feet of men
Awaits your filthy filthy fall…
FALL…FALL..FALL…

Mashook Rahman
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Just Penned!! – The Moment of Fiery Truth

 

Victims befriend sin and hate the Saviour

Saviour is the conscience within

Manifested through behaviour

 

The context of good and the content within

Are soiled and spoiled to get extinct

Alas! We fall into our own ruins

Failing to heed to the unplugged instinct

 

As much deep seats the vice deeds in the heart

So much of room for good is in the air

Used to and being committed with sins

Soul fails to care, and stand and stare

 

The clarion of the Saviour within

Seeks a moment of fiery truth

To blow the spark to light the soul dark

To anchor the haul towards the fall

 

HEED! HEED! HEED!

Mashook Rahman
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Just Penned!! – Keep Me Lit

 

In the pitch dark of the heart
I brew a sun of love
Peeling the sins off
Kneeling with tears on

The sin of pride
Takes me for a ride
Oh Merciful! Merciful!
Bring down this stride

With a wistful heart
With fistful wishes
With lustful thoughts
I docked at Thy door

The lust for light
Is a capital sin
Thy Denial taught
This wistful heart

The first sky of denial
Threw me back into the hell of self
Crawling in the mire
I gather the Adam in me

O mighty! O mighty!
Let not the slice of apple
Keep me in belittled birth
Let not the slice of apple
Burry me in the eternal trough

Let not the heart in the pitch of the dark
Set me free.. to be not but be

Kill all the waves of pros and cons
Chop and mince all my devil’s horns
Breath me with Thy Holy Spirit
Once again light me and keep me lit

Mashook Rahman
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Just Penned!! – Shrill of the Soul

 

In a lone concert of love
I have only soul to play on
Notes spread and go in search
Of the soulful echo of love

Infinity keeps the notes rendered
Smiles in silence, keeping the song
The sounds of my soule fade
Plucking the nerves’ fire with love’s blade

With a heat doubled in woe
I render love some more
With a voice dumped within
I trim the shrill of the soul

With every move within
There is a resonating reverb
At last when I’m done with my soul
The music begins within
Muting my song of ignorance

Love is bliss…
After a long wait and pain!!

Mashook Rahman
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Just Penned!! – I Quench In…

 

Oh! The light I was brooding
Is at far beyond the farthest!
Should I quench in the sight distant
Or strive to get nearer?!

His promises are promises
But delay tests my mettle
Everytime I fail and cry
For this deal never settles

Well read of His mercy
I doubt when He delays
Yet it struck me lately
He tracks me in the maze

Grace! O Grace, descend!
It’s a meek song, listen!
Cloak me with Thy glisten!
In Thy mercy take me prison!

Mashook Rahman
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