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 Jan 2021
Mohd Arshad
Life

Is but a beautiful balloon;

The more you inflate it

The quicker it bursts out
 Jan 2021
Mohd Arshad
The thinking that I am the only one
Who could create a new path to walk on
Is the only thinking that causes joys in life
 Jan 2021
Mohd Arshad
Loving someone despite being disliked is a great virtue
 Jan 2021
Mohd Arshad
Virus virus everywhere
Not a single patient to be found
 Jan 2021
Mohd Arshad
Defeat
Is just a bad moment

In a special moment

Remember

It cannot stab your Dream

For it's just a bad moment

In a special moment
There’re echoes of times long ago
Villages full of ghosts
Empty buildings & empty lives
Where just the seagulls act as hosts.

The Sun one day shines to its brightest
And it will manifest nothing
But nurtured mountains in their defined glory.
Great is the Son who’s risen!
That even the waters sing His Name!
No more cold hours,
No more shivering shoulders.
For when the Lion roars in His might,
Then He’ll be heard
Even in the depths beyond sight.

Let there be —
A burning light in one’s soul,
A consuming fire in every torch we hold.
That every thought involved
Becomes a move from the Spirit that flows.

As He hovers over the face of the waters,
And as the wind listens to His breath,
Let every heartbeat come in unity
Naked & humbled by His Name.

Let there be a constant reminder:
To continue seeking the Light
For His righteousness covers
Even the darkest in his nights.

That when He speaks,
He is led on bended knees
Then He'll find his heart surrendered,
Consumed with blaze-like lighting & thunders.
To the weary soul that wanders away,
He will return like the prodigal son.
The arms of the Father, ready to embrace
No guilt & shame to hinder his pace.

And if He's the Voice of Truth,
Then whatever the soul obeys,
It becomes a delight to honor & exalt —
A pleasing aroma to the King.
For as one seeks His heart,
His presence becomes one in him.

There will be visions & dreams,
Alive like a burning arrow,
And it’ll spread towards nations.
For what He once called "good"
Will proclaim His glorious "Great I Am"

He will go, together with His chariots of fire.
Heaven’s wide open,
And there’s an army of God
And no darkness can destroy him.

The Lord is on high, the Lord is in us;
And as one lives in Him,
He will live forever & ever –
In Jesus' Name, one will find the power of "Amen."


Every “let there be” is bound to happen,
It’s like going back from the very beginning,
From the very reason why and for whom we’re living.
This year, let there be Jesus in our lives!
We are never the same as yesterday —
We are one in Him and all by the grace of God!
Every “let there be” is bound to happen,
It’s like going back from the very beginning,
From the very reason of why and for whom we’re living..
This year, let there be Jesus in our lives!
We are never the same like yesterday —
We are one in Him and all by the grace of God!

Psalm 103:12
He has removed our sins as far from us as the east is from the west.

Genesis 1:1
In the beginning, God created the heavens and the earth.

John 1:1
In the beginning was the Word, and the Word was with God, and the Word was God.
 Dec 2020
Mohd Arshad
While jogging on the flyover
The orange dressed Sun
Looked at me،
Played hide and seek

And the trees kept like parents
To their child
Kept
holding it
On their shoulders

I said hi
Through my smile
 Dec 2020
Mohd Arshad
The 🍊 orange moon
                   Hung from the green rope

The leaves
                   Wore yellow dresses
 Dec 2020
Mohd Arshad
We
Are
Here
To breathe

No tragedy can choke us

It's enough to claim our existence
 Nov 2020
Mohd Arshad
Unknown،
But suddenly known،

You roar in each street
 Nov 2020
Mohd Arshad
Sometimes
He stealthily gets into the house

Sometimes
He breaks into it

He is a thief or dacoit؟
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O rat،
You tell me yourself
 Nov 2020
Mohd Arshad
There is a man within me
He dislikes thorns
But likes flowers
 Nov 2020
Mohd Arshad
Nobody comes here
The wind sometimes brings me out
The leaves struggle to console me
But they cannot
I too
Only smoke flies inside the room
This is how life
Runs after war
I'm not happy for his patritism
Who is there to love me
Like him
Nobody comes
The smoke doesn't help
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