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

Response

There is free will
You may not feel
Through poverty and pain
Evil occupying your brain
Heart breaks making you insane
You think I ordain
All this for my pleasure
the suffering you see
Was not meant to be
Humanity had, has,
will have a choice
To rejoice, to enjoy fruits
Of nature, sun and sea
Why blame on me
Go after pursuits
Go after their goals
Not like this, not at all like this
One digging another’s grave
When a child need to saved
from brutality, inequality
No one comes forward,
No one saves,
Millions get killed for
wishes of one insanely mad
How sad,
DO YOU UNDERSTAND, HOW SAD
that makes me, breaks me
Yes your lord feel broken
for sins of my creation
I think about annihilation
All the time, just smiles save you
children playing for a while, save you
borrowed time all you got
there are battles, you should have fought
Stead, ran away the whole lot
Free will is not for thee
You serve evil as you please
and foolishly hope
there be no consequences
Why? Answer me why?
heaven and hell is afterwards
first see the wrath
because of your actions
family, connections, factions
Humanity split in small sections
Working for each other’s destruction
May be I should do this
end this game,
then who would be to blame,
I, norm restored
fault bestowed

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
pathway to redemption

Sight and sound of a cemetery

Are they
resting in peace
Or crying for help
down and deep

souls in heaven
rot of bones
getting rewards
buried in stones

Suffering
Hell and fire
rivers of milk
dames of desire

Repent repent
Emptiness
Feel guilty
Just nonsense

Enjoy till you die
Or refrain
Conflicting thoughts
Can’t abstain

One reality
Clear and sound
Death around
Death abound

AB 19 December, 2013
Photography: AB August 2013

Despatches

Away thousand miles
from all the affection
all you have is their smiles
heart riles, determined soul
hoping, aiming, changing
destiny as a whole
tearing fabric of possibilities
such is the will of a human