Just Penned!! – A Blazing Song

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Flame doesn’t flicker for the fly,
It ashes that disturbs!

Flame dances in divine love,
Ashes out that blinds its sight!

Flame swirls like a Dervish;
Swirls for the Lord!

Flame chirps in silence,
A blazing song!

Flame whispers the secret,
For the lovers that long!

Flame doesn’t flicker for the fly,
It ashes that disturbs!

Flame relishes not,
The flies that fall for it!

For it has fallen,
For the light of wisdom!

Flame yearns not for the dawn to break,
It breeds the Sun within!

Mashook Rahman
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Just Penned!! – Blues are Colourful

Blues are colourful!
Blues are colourful!
With hues of love,
Blues are colourful!

Dipped in sorrow,
Bereaved and lost,
Dry in the thirst
I’m dumped in the venom!

On my knees,
I long for Thy breeze,
Greens are blue,
Blues are green!

Bleeding in blues,
I hearken Thy shoes!
Thy light I behold,
In my heart’s blues!

Thy shades add mercy,
To the blues of my soul!
My soul gleams and shines,
In blues for Thy hues!

I ain’t any shrine’s bird,
That sits on the steeples!
I ain’t any mosque’s pigeon,
That coo from the minaret!
I ain’t any temple’s sparrow,
That nestles on the high towers!

My nest is my bereaved heart,
Thy blues are my drink!
I behold Thy shades,
In my heart’s blues,
With hues of love,
Blues are colourful!

Mashook Rahman
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Just Penned!! – Hunted by the Heavens!

Hunted by the heaven,
Heart throbs for the seraphines,
To take me to depths
Of the heavenly ravines!

The preachers have tempted me,
Rather than the Lucifer!
I long for the heavenly beauties,
To tie knots forever!

The scripts actually don’t lure
People to the heavens!
They only raise an alarm,
To tame the soul rest in peace!

The lust for heavens,
Is fiery than the hell!
O soul! Try, try, try,
And get out of that spell

Reach to the abyss,
Of your own sins!
When Ye are in the hell,
Why dream of the heavenly rings?!

Crying at birth,
Is for the fall!
No heaven, no hell
Just answer His call!

Mashook Rahman
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Just Penned!! – I Await the Syllable

I know no music
I know not to pull strings,
Never I’d hit the percussion
Nor the Ney I’ve blown

I await that syllable
To fall from above,
Or erupt from within;
I await that syllable

I await that syllable,
To make that note;
To dawn over the dream,
To keep me afloat!

I await that syllable
Of no pitch, no shrill!
I await that syllable
That cuffs me whole!

I await that syllable
That shrills through my spine
I await that syllable
To shatter me divine

Mashook Rahman
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Just Penned!! – The Soul Charmer

There! His notes spring!
The notes charm my soul!
The whiff of His tune stirs!
His tune stirs my soul!

The blanks between the blow,
Stops my soul’s flow!
I keep my head low,
Yet sway to His tune’s glow

Far, from far, afar,
His tune lures me to swirl!
I swirl with a charmed soul,
With desires charred to coal!

The incense of His tune,
I’m taken by, fumes my soul in love!
I fume in love as love,
His charm, harms my being!

Harmed by His charm,
My soul’s dirt whither!
I swim out from the pandemonium,
The pandemonium of lust!

The charmer weaves His tune,
Maze of truth lures me!
The maze of truth lures me out,
From mirage of my very being!

Swirling and swirling,
I shed my very skin!
His tune clogs me,
And sends me within!

I ain’t anymore!
I ain’t anymore!
Find me, but as His tune!
The charmer is, I’m not!

Hu! Hu! Hu! Hu!

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 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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