Asim Javid

Asim Javid Jun 2015

Put me in the chamber
with just shame to inhale.
I will extinguish ,
flaming out the demons.
For then my soul will purify
and
i will b freed.

Come back poem!

#setmefree

Asim Javid Jun 2015

void

i wanted to write
exactly what i felt
but somehow
the paper stayed empty

and i could not have described
it any better

Asim Javid Jun 2015

THE SHELL TO YOUR SOUL

YOU HAVE MORE TO
DO THAN BE WEIGHED
DOWN PRETTY OR
BEAUTIFUL. YOU ARE A FIERY AND
A WICKED BRAIN.
DON'T LET YOUR
SOUL BE DEFINED BY
IT'S SHELL.
FOR THE SHELL IS
OF THIS WORLD
BUT THE SOUL,
OF ETERNITY

modified one

#soul

Jun 2015

Ishana Singh

Acrid Love

A callous darkness hides in the
Haze of your burnished body
You run your icy fingers through
My gossamer hair and a hazel fuzziness
Leaks through your chocolate eyes.
I mutter silent requests of mercy
As your intrepid skin steals into the
Fragility of my crystal soul, reducing it
To splattered relics of harrowing passion.
Your lust burns like spilled neglect
And tastes like rotten coffee;
With every painful sip that strikes
My lips, it sings like a sonnet of love
And with every tepid sip that incinerates
My throat, it burns like a gentle eulogy.
You’re the parchment, stealing the
Expressions of my artless love, and
the obsidian ink tattooing my fragile heart
With gestures of an intricately
Woven melody of a foreseen loss.

#love #poetry #passion #loss

Asim Javid Jun 2015

Transfiguration

There are times when
you are not yourself.
You blend into something
unwantedly & unwillingly.
Something that is
too distant from your
psyche & guise.
The transfiguration makes
you a whole another person,
one beyond your bridle.
But you always hit back to
your archetypal persona.
The endeavor to recrudescence
is always tenacious,
summating unscrupulous inscriptions to your crasis.
People will judge you
on this substructure of your psyche.
But this is not who you are
& what you are!
It is mere an icky phase.
Your elucidation lies beyond
this transfigured self.
Never relinquish your
pristine pneuma.

We all face a transfiguration sometime.

#self #humannature #dontgiveuponyourself

Asim Javid May 2015

METAMORPHOSE

I died as a mineral and became a plant,
I died as plant and rose to animal,
I died as animal and I was Man.
Why should I fear? When was I less by dying?
Yet once more I shall die as Man, to soar
With angels blest; but even from angelhood
I must pass on: all except God doth perish.
When I have sacrificed my angel-soul,
I shall become what no mind ever conceived.

RUMI#3

Asim Javid May 2015

RUMI#2

“The breezes at dawn have secrets to tell you
Don't go back to sleep!
You must ask for what you really want.
Don't go back to sleep!
People are going back and forth
across the doorsill where the two worlds touch,
The door is round and open
Don't go back to sleep!”