Just Penned!! – List of “Not Applicalbes”

What’s your list of “Not Applicable”?
Most fill it in the place of love
Most fill it in the space for peace
Most fill it when pleaded for mercy
Most fill it when expected of grace
Most fill it when yearned for their time
Most fill it beyond the list’s line

Here’s my list of “Not Applicable”
I fill it when worries woo me
I fill it when self pity arises
I fill it when there rises my ego
I fill it when people infuriate me
I fill it when I’m tried to budge
I fill it when I’m to feel tired of myself
I fill it when others try deciding my life
I fill it when I feel like falling
I fill it when people wish to ignore me
I fill it when I’m tried to be silenced
I fill it when I’m pulled into a bout
I fill it when people want me to doubt
I fill it when people omit me
I fill it when I doubt my mettle
I fill it when my head stays high
I fill it when my heart stays low
I fill it when my soul falls for lust
I’ll fill it out whence, my body falls to dust

Not applicable, not applicable, not applicable
In any sense in my life, negatives are not applicable
In no sense in your life, should they be applicable

The spark and the fire are same in the spirit
Work to light up yourself and ash out all the darkness

Mashook Rahman
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Just Penned!! – Dictators’ Pens

When the pens of dictators pen,
Foolishness flows in tons!
Preambles will rise to dictate,
The meanest of their fantasies!

When there are pens to note the dictation,
The senses of dictators are pleased!
For their senses or all nonsenses,
Least they bother of others’ consensus!

In a world where the people are mad,
The leaders are bad, and the youth are in fad
Dictators’ pens become the wrath wand
Tuning all the herds to dance to its band

Dictators utter their mind in fear,
But are amused to see people in the rear!
Dictators are bred by the loyal,
Than by the royal!

O numskull civilians,
Arise from thy grave of greed!
Until ye feed on greed’s feces,
Ye can’t erase a drop of the dictators’ ink!

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!! – A Maze of our Own Ruins

Pills are a joke to pain
At the wicked war fields
When killing is the agenda
Why medicine is on wheels?!

We are a herd of consumers
That the selling nerds need
At falling prices they buy us
With giving some extra feed

When the markets are done
They point their blaming fingers
They bring their common opinion
And bomb the tender ones

We’d bejewel their kennels
As long as we buy all the ****
As long as we buy the lies
As long as we buy them power
As long as we buy them fame

Oh, think who they are!
They are our mistakes naive
Oh, think who they are!
They sprang from the truth we gulped

Oh, think who they are!
They are our selfish shade
Oh, think who they are!
They are our darkest side

Thee hath made the wilderness,
Into a blazing hell!
This is a maze of our own ruins
That pays us in our own coins

O, regretting soul!
Repent once thy foul!
O, regretting soul!
Repent once thy foul!

Mashook Rahman
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Just Penned!! – The Bombs Say Amen

There is a new religion,
The name is terrorism!
It has no bias,
It creates only chaos!

It gnaws at the God’s kingdom,
Wants His people to chide Him!
Yet it’s so cowardly,
And seeks His name to hide in!

It’s only prayer is,
To bring His kingdom down!
To make His people stone Him,
And crucify His crown!

The religion of terrorism,
Prays in shells and arms!
Deceiving people with His name,
And takes no blame of the harms!

All the world is losing hope,
His light is to rise and swarm!
The hour is near! The hour is near!
His Mercy will come upon!

Take a turn from cheap discounts,
For the traders are filthy Dons!
What some corner of the market buys,
Rains at another, as shells and bombs!

The world was one with it’s diversity,
Until the hearts were calm!
The clarion call towards uniformity,
Is just another snake charm!

The religion of terrorism,
Fights to snatch our calm!
It’s motive is to rear people,
To further the filthy qualm!

The bombs say amen,
To the Baphomet’s ugly charm!
When God’s mercy dawns upon,
Satan’s charms will melt along!

All we people should hold to our faiths,
We should stand hand in hand!
Mercy is the common code,
That’s in every DNA strand!

Let’s call His mercy upon,
To kill the religion of terrorism!
To free us all from the plague of greed,
To free us from the wrath of the Creed!

Let light bounce back with vigour,
Upon the world of illuminated fear!
The hour is near! The hour is near!
Let all sheep look for the Shepherd to rear!

Mashook Rahman
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Just Penned!! – Silence of the Arms

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Laid back in leisure
Deep in the meditation
Holding the breath tight

I wonder would the gunsmith sing
Would at least listen to songs
Or only the dunning muzzles,
Are music to his ears?!

When children cry, bosoms dry,
Arms plunge to pry
What on earth does these arms
Trying and to try?!

Let the wrath of power fall
Let peace and patience haul
Let the wrath of power fall
Let peace and patience haul

Let not the day of peace end
Let no one go on kneels to fend
Why let shells spread the dark,
And yearn for the dawn to bend?!

Stop casting iron for fences
Stop casting arms and bullets
Cast more pillars for light
Let the light of peace delight

If books of history could speak hatred
Burn them and teach to live in the present
If arms are furious to take lives
Let the gunsmith give it a try on his head!

Arms are silent and innocent
Why feed them hatred and rage?!
Melt all the arms and make
One roof for peace’ sake!

When the silent arms speak
They give death…
Not peace!!

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!! – Sword of wisdom

Sword of wisdom
Never slits coward minds;
Nor peels the skin of darkness
Or make a wound for the light to enter

Coward minds are those,
That cling to that what is to die,
To the corpse that they live in,
To the thought that they exist!

Chains of belief,
Never set you fly in faith!
When the sky is a farce,
Coward minds dream of the stars!

Humble, humble, humble!
At once, bow to the sword
Let all the greed bleed out
Feel light off the flesh
Feel the light’s gushing rush
Let the mind face its fate,
Let wisdom kill its bate

You can’t live in the womb forever;
Nor you deserve the doom!
After all, life is an instance of memory,
Wisdom the epitomizes the bloom!

Mashook Rahman
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