Just Penned!! – The true Pilgrim

O flesh of mine…
Where are you set to?!
Are you on a pilgrimage,
Which is your destination?!

O flesh of mine,
Are you set on to Mecca?!
Are you set on to Kailash?!
Are you set on to Jerusalem?!
Are you set on to Amritsar?!
Are you set on to Gaya?!

O flesh of mine,
Are you a true pilgrim?!
Wouldn’t you see,
All these places are on this one earth?!

O flesh of mine,
What difference you see of the holy places?!
The scripts, the chants and the rituals?!
See! Everything springs from the soul!
See! Every soul is set on to take abode with love!

O flesh of mine,
Spit all the “pil”ls of myths!
Stop being “grim”!
Be a true pilgrim!

O flesh of mine,
You are to only carry me!
I won’t get carried away by your charms!

O flesh of mine,
Stop being small, weak and vulnerable,
Tread towards truth!
Flow to the bosom of love!
Heaven is yet another confinement,
Don’t trade the treasure of love,
For the want of it!

O flesh of mine,To dust are thee to turn,Stop your search for the holy land,
See! The Earth is holy in entirety!Mashook Rahman
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Just Penned!! – When soul brims in love

He pours out of His kindness,
His mercy upon the dust!
Until the dust blooms with a heart!

The blood inspired by Him,
Cleans all the veins!
Bringing the light to life within,
Love brims, brims within!

When soul brims in love,
It’s blessed with eyes to pour!
When soul brims in love,
It enjoys the sweet out of the sour!
When soul brims in love,
It’s blessed with wings to flow!

When soul brims in love,
It shrugs it’s form of the foe!
When soul brims in love,
It awaits it’s turn in row!

When soul brims in love,
It yearns to leave it’s form!
When soul brims in love,
It yearns for His bosom’s warmth!

It’s nest is made of twigs,
Daring the sun above!
It’s nest has not any door,
Open to take abode!
It’s nest is made of twigs,
For the storm of love,
To set its road!

Mashook Rahman
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Just Penned!! – I am the constellation of love

I am the constellation of love
I float at the reach of a heart
I am eternal; not in form,
And the mortals are not informed!

The world looks for Venus and Cupid,
I’m not so famous, as the world’s stupid!
The symbol of love has moved,
From heart, to roses, to condoms,
And I condemn all of them!

I am the constellation of love,
I am made of soulful emotions!
Compassion forms my center,
And tears is at the iota!

I float untouched by the busy busy world,
For, even in love, the world seeks fortune!
Wouldn’t the maniacs stop spinning the zodiacs,
For in search of love, they look for flesh!

O rock-hard hearts, here I soothsay!
I soothsay thy doomsday!
For love is not a spell,
It’s an eternal spring!
Enough of time, you have sunken in filth,
Crown and get delivered now!
Be born of your true self,
To lend a heart, for no tender!

I am the constellation of love,
I am scattered in thy soul!
Fetch for thy soulful emotions,
Fix me to fix thyself whole!

Mashook Rahman

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Just Penned!! – I’m a Singing Pebble

At the ravines of divine love,
I lay bare at the stream bed!
The water that fell from above,
Painted me with rainbow revered!

I’m a singing pebble,
Singing His praise to the stream!
I whisper my love,
I never sing aloud,
I hope that this stream,
To the sea is flowed!

O gigantic hills,
Heed to my song!
O divine ravines,
Echo my love!

O sky above,
Listen to me!
O clouds afloat,
Shade me from pain!

I sing on,
For I’m lovelorn!
O Lord, my shepherd,
Sing along!

I lay here,
Since time immemorial!
Yet, I ain’t tired,
Of singing my love!

O, I stop now,
To heed to Thy song!
The song of silence,
For the soul lovelorn!

Mashook Rahman
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Just Penned!! – The Soul is at Home

Even a steep peak,
Has space for the feet!

When the horizons break,
When there’s no dusk, daybreak,
When from the peak,
Ravines seem plain,
The soul is at home,
The soul is at home!

When the body and the soul,
Meet each other,
And neither see the other,
The soul is at home!

When the soul swims into the universe,
And feels lost in truth,
The soul is almost at home!
The soul is almost at home!

Mashook Rahman
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Just Penned!! – The Sourness of the Soul

All of us are from the old wine,
We are only poured into newer bottles!
We’ve become sour by our soul,
Yet seek sweetness in others!

We fermented souls,
When colliding with the cosmos whole,
In truth, we run into truth!
Yet we swim after the ripples,
Forgetting to sink to the depth!

The sourness of the soul,
Keeps us afloat!
We never hit,
To brew sweetness intent!

The bottle is cold,
The soul is sour,
The lid is tightly closed!
The soul’s in the sourness’ company,
The world without is still!

If the soul tastes sour,
At the wake of the hour,
What would it taste than bitterness?!
While this tasteless world,
Closes all the doors,
To a thorn-wrapped wilderness!!

O fermented soul,
Brew on, to bubble with sweetness!
For thy Lord made ye sweet,
Thy sweetness is at His feet!

Bow to His throne within!
Bow to His throne within!
Bow to His throne within!

Mashook Rahman
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Sufi Coffee – Available Free

Dear Friends,

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Just Penned!! – A Blazing Song

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!! – 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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