Tag Archives: redemption

Looking through

Nothing on the other side
All we seek is inside
Within us, stop searching thus
Soul, heart will show the way
Every night, each day,
Just listen, let them have their say
In this, perhaps only here, you may
find redemption

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Free will!

Can I do as I please?
Then what is fate?
When I am born
In poverty, nothing to eat
What is hate
My colour, my creed
Why I am bait
To zealots and pure ones
In my state
Would you feel free
Tell me?

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Rosary

Wine and prayer mixes
Destiny declares,
fate fixes
heart colour changes,
undermine jinxes
thoughts repeated
in fours and sixes
Till redemption

Here is a more rebellious thought:

Tasbeeh
Allah Hu, Allah hu
Haq
Allah Hu, Allah hu
Qalander declares
Breaking his beads
Dancing on his feet
Control not seen
for miles
Rosaries, prayers
Nothing sedate
My lord my mate
Fill my heart
With love
Remove hate
These fools with beards
Long robes, black or white
crosses, rosaries in their hands
They repeat and pretend
You belong to them
Rest of us be ashamed
for our sins and our deeds
In young minds and hearts
hatred they seed
Hypocrisy they lead
Nothing they concede
Such closed hearts
Where to end
Where to start
Qalandar, the mad
Uncontrollable
dancing
Darwish I follow
Rest is just a game
Shallow and hollow
Allah hu, Allah hu
Haq
Allah hu, Allah hu

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One is enough

honey dripping pen
kissing lipstick stain
a beautiful mind inspires
a poor poet’s brain
too many thoughts to follow
all we need is one
glowing, sparkling, enriching
brighter than mighty sun
once that thought is known
drape with passion, affection
present to the divine
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Rest without peace

Deserts, dunes,
oases opportune
dawn bearable,
too hot at noon
walk run, walk run,
repeat and repeat
keep dodging death,
every hidden defeat
boundaries pushed far,
endurance to extreme
walking on the water,
nothing is what it seems
rest is no option,
sleep standing a while
too far still to go,
body and mind’s toil
destination is known,
let courage keep calm
soul will find peace in
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Pièce de résistance

thought passes through
light years of contemplation
ingrained in the fabric of the universe
after billion books were written, read and memorised
all in the name of love of I
it is never you,
if it is, it is never true
day will come and death will knock
the redemption door will stay shut
until I is left in a thick, dreadful rut
and a journey commences
to discover the soul denied
how body concealed and heart lied
life beyond self, sitting on the shelf
the first, middle and the last book
of devotion, selfless emotion, agape
distant evolution, of kind
not considered worthy of mention, before
what could have been the intention
of such worthless, clueless thought,
opinions of sages sought,
to defeat hope, desire of something before I
I commences scouting, shouting abuse
at green shoots, inkling of new,
uncharted galaxy, time bends, skew
perception, accept reception of end
lend a hand, be that of destiny
annihilate I, old adversary, good bye
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