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!! – 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!! – The core of the web

 

I’m stranded between the pages
SEOs behave like CEOs of content
I’m naive enough to search the Internet
Yet, it serves me a lot of data in nano secs

The deluge of records flip me flop
Take me for a toss hip from hop
For search engines take
A “term” not a “thought”

From dictionaries to missionaries
Everything’s on the Internet
That I now believe to search for God
Yes, God on the Internet

Reaching the core of the web
I now think I’m connected
But, Actually I’m spun around
With cooked up information

After learning for years
Life demands to unlearn
Midst the process of unlearning
Career demands to relearn

I now stand stranded
Between the changing standards
I now wonder, why I obeyed
All the voicesless blaggards

Postulates proposed wear out in time
Theories proved become obsolete
Research findings always change
Generations pass half-baked

Why the hell should I be informed
With so many fake reams of data
I feel I’m invested upon with data
And ruthlessly harvested of blood

I wonder, have I a brain to think!
I should search it out on the Internet

Mashook Rahman
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Just Penned!! – The Hour is Near…

Time has never been in the clock
Nor it dwells in the hour glass locked
We are in the hour already
The sand is falling in haste

The hour is near; The hour is near
The hour is near its close
We will have what we lived for
What we have chose to lose!

The debates will have no slot
The blood will come to clot
The restless veins of vengance
Will come to stop to stop

The hour is near, the hour is near
The hour of truth is near
The words, oaths and doctrines will fall
The hearts will grasp plain truth

The glass filled with mirage will crack
And the hour of truth will crawl through

Pray everyday to stand by the truth
For none in any faith is righteous
Keep your eyes off the bias
To see truth through faith

Pray everyday to stand by the truth
For mercy to descend to the heart
To fill the eyes of faith
To wipe the bias within
To fade time into truth
To fade time into truth

We are in the hour already
Keep your eyes off
From the richest of the miracles
Performed by darkest of the spells

Truth is truth and not a cheap miracle
Truth is truth and not a false promise
Truth is truth and does not glitter
Truth is truth that only lovers see

Mashook Rahman
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Just Penned!! – He Knows All The Cards

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He knows all the cards
He knows all their places
He knows He shuffled them
He knows the order they fall
He never stops them anyway

He knows all the cards
He knows the deck very well
He knows He created them
He never gambles anyway

He knows all the cards
He knows which is with what
He knows how they’ll turn up
He never paves a hard way

He knows all the cards
He knows what’s on the card
He knows He shuffled them
Yet He let them pair

He knows all the cards
He knows all the cards
Never gamble with Him… never!
Its His game anyway!!

Mashook Rahman
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Just Penned!! – Amazed by the Maze!!

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O soul! Aren’t thee amazed by the maze?!
The seed of the first fruit bitten
Hath woven this maze for the mused
Have not thee known thy eyes
That sleeps in lust open awide?!

The slumber prolonged
The loitering that wronged
Wake from thy fake wakefulness
Mute the lull of Lucifer within

Damn not the spirit of thy Spirit
Rock not to the howl of the owl
The rooves of the bats are not thy home
The husky deception guides thee wrong

Seek for silence through penance
Heed not to the lure to penchant
Seek for silence through penance
Heed not to the lure to penchant

Aren’t thee guilty of thy fallen wings?!
Aren’t thee ashamed to live in the rings?!
The message of peace lays wrecked there
You bosom thy lust with wicked care!

Come out of the virtual pool
No bit of this world is real
Come out of thy learning and lessons
No bit of this world is real

Stop believing the virtual
Believe, thy being is virtual
Peel thyself to feel tender spirit
Peel thyself to feel tender spirit

O fellow soul, feel the call!!
Rise from the fall!

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!! – Die Away

Carpenters make the coffins and crosses
Businesses make the corpses ready
Lust lures the masses to the pit
Where the choice is either the coffin or the cross

The path is laid with pleasing beauty
The bait in fact is calm
The crowd that treads in hope to turn
Never comes from the beyond

The pitiably merciful Almighty
Is pitiably waiting for long
For one soul to jump off the pack
And come to His herd along

The heart and its soft corner
Are indeed hard at the soul
The love of the soul for the heart
Ruins its being in whole

Mercy, pretentious mercy
And nabbing pity in play
Humans make their coffins and crosses
Devour themselves as prey

Businesses force the humans to buy
What’s not of use like clay
Humans befall for the lust to pay
To have that to what it is lay

None is aware to this black magic
Of parallel governance and trade
Of getting the human race extinct
Giving grounds for machines to wade

The pitiably merciful Almighty
Is indeed giggling at His bay
Once the drama is on its heat
He’ll make His final say!

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!! – Dawn of Peace

O cursed hands that sculpt weapons
With crush for lives you kill heavens
What at all you fight on earth,
To skin timid souls and eat melons?

With sluts and whores minding the world
Children are raped at every corner
What the f**k your thing’s made of
You filthy stinking odour

The stink of the pandemonium
Has become the fragrance now
O horny devil’s horns
Curse upon thy newer worldly order

O eye that peeps to spy
Let you be rained with curse
O wretched hearts face your befall
For thee nurture bad and nurse

The honk of the horn is not too far
The day of judgement too
All the shells and evil spells
Are to fall in hell

Let the world be filled with peace
Which every soul relishes and ease
O the hand of Mercy descend
O the light of truth ascend

Mashook Rahman
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