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Nov 2014 · 6.8k
My Imagination
MdAsadullah Nov 2014
Wingless yet so high,
flies deep into sky.
Swiftness impossible to match
even edges of time cannot catch.
Within a blink can reach any nation.
Such is my Imagination.
Nov 2014 · 5.2k
My enemy let us compete
MdAsadullah Nov 2014
My enemy let us compete,
in game unique, offbeat.

This is my father's vintage gun,
using it we'll have some fun.

Rules of the game let us fix,
bullet is one, chambers are six.

Rotate the chambers putting bullet in one,
where is the bullet will be known to none.

Pointing each one's head in turn,
we'll pull off the trigger one by one.

At the very outset brain can rend
or game can go till the very end.

Six times of nervous ******
is enough to make the projectile burst.

With anguish and pain looser will yell,
very soon his soul will reach fiery hell.

Winner's anger and hate will get a vent,
future will give him enough time to repent.

My enemy let us compete,
in game unique, offbeat.
Nov 2014 · 243
Mr Nice
MdAsadullah Nov 2014
Here again comes Mr Nice.
Sighting girls melts like ice.
Again poked his ***** nose.
I think it is time for a dose.
Nov 2014 · 5.6k
Misunderstanding
MdAsadullah Nov 2014
He gave a negative comment.
She took it in a positive way.
He called her ' A Model '.
She interpreted ' An exemplar '.
But he meant ' A Copy '.
Nov 2014 · 2.6k
Mercy
MdAsadullah Nov 2014
Mercy in small
peices broken apart.
Each of equal size
in hundred parts.
Ninety nine remained
with God unsent.
Only single part for
creation was sent.
Yet enough to show
mercy to each other.
Want to see then
see eyes of a mother.
Nov 2014 · 749
Message On 12 Rabi Ul Awal
MdAsadullah Nov 2014
You love yourself most and
you think your faith is complete.
Do you know? you are being
cheated and you are the cheat.
Don't you know that Allah and
his Apostle should be dearest
Then only you will have the
delight of faith sweetest.
MdAsadullah Nov 2014
Oceans very deep and very vast.
It is but ****** drops amassed.
Drops clear and Drops coarse.
From unlike place, unlike source.

Without belief can any move an inch.
Binds all tastes just a salt in pinch.
Different beliefs in different ME.
But the right belief can unite WE.

True belief can break walls of ego.
False faith, vanity like cards can blow.
Life could exist below the frozen lake.
Right belief from right ME, WE can take.

ME are like leafs and WE akin to tree.
Drops are akin to ME and WE like sea.
ME, ME and ME is what makes WE.
Its my perception, its how I see.
Nov 2014 · 4.4k
Me, The Loner
MdAsadullah Nov 2014
So many curious faces I see.
Inquiring eyes fixed on me.
As if trying hard to guess.
why always I speak so less?

In the office and in bazaar.
They wonder who my friends are?
Every time they spot me alone.
Doubt if I am kind of stone.

With them no ebullience, no zeal.
In their company so lonely I feel.
Whether sitting or on a walk.
Always worldly and shallow talk.

But all who think I am lonely stone.
Let me inform I am never alone.
Loneliness is my best friend.
With him quality time I spend.
Nov 2014 · 860
MAN OR MACHINE
MdAsadullah Nov 2014
Auto, bus, walking and sweating dermis,
somehow on time I reach my office.

work needs to be finished on time so I sit in-front of computer.

breakfast time, toast, butter and tea glass,
hurriedly I eat, unaware it may appear boorish and crass.

work needs to be finished on time so I sit in-front of computer.

lunch time, dosa containing rice, dal and yeast,
the way I eat can put to shame any wild beast.

work needs to be finished on time so I sit in-front of computer.

till evening, I am tired, drowsy and dozy
but I skip the plan to go outside to have some tea.

work needs to be finished on time so I sit in-front of computer.

My head aches, my eye burns
but I continue work amidst yawns.

work needs to be finished on time so I sit in-front of computer.

Just before lo-gout, I work with great pace,
with time I contest, compete and race.

work needs to be finished on time so a computer sits in-front of computer.
Nov 2014 · 3.8k
Mad with anger
MdAsadullah Nov 2014
Sighting her image in truth's
mirror with anger she squealed.
Scratched her woolly hair
and ripped off her brown veil.
Broke everything in her way
and shamelessly walked bare.
But I had immense respect for
women, I give heed, I do care.
I went to market and brought a
bread while continued the unrest.
I gave her the bread so that along
with it her anger she could digest.
Nov 2014 · 2.8k
Love Perfect one
MdAsadullah Nov 2014
Oceans having color blue;
Only reflects skies above.
Love Perfect for perfection.
Lover just reflects his love.
Nov 2014 · 3.9k
Love for Allah
MdAsadullah Nov 2014
If humanity is oppressed;
It turns into a shiny sword.
For the broken heart;
It becomes a kind word.

For needy, hungry and poor;
It comes in form of grain.
For hapless it is mercy;
To relieve them from pain.

At times of utmost distress;
Shape of patience it takes.
Often forgiveness it becomes.
Hard iron into wax it makes.

It is a thick shady cloud;
Against the sun of desire.
In the darkness of night;
It turns into a blazing fire.
Nov 2014 · 591
Love
MdAsadullah Nov 2014
Love! a gift of God,
so beautiful, so precious.
A state of bliss, a state
of extreme happiness.
If you love someone love
from your heart's core.
Love that special one like
you've never loved before.
It's a promise of God
who loves us utmost.
That you will be resurrected
with one you love the most.
Nov 2014 · 1.6k
It could be within us
MdAsadullah Nov 2014
Happily she walked towards home.
Bubbling and rippling like river foam.
A man passed by dressed well.
Entered her nostrils fishy smell.

She looked at the man and walked.
Away from him she quickly stalked.
As she walked a soldier crossed her.
Neatly dressed, wearing cap of fur.

She smelt bad odor of mulch rotten.
She gazed at him with face sullen.
As she came very near to her house.
A woman stood in saree and blouse.

Bad odor of **** and rancid butter.
As if the woman came from gutter.
She entered and disgust could be seen.
Thinking why don't they stay clean.

Her son came running with a smile.
Holding his nose stopped awhile.
Said ' mom why don't you bathe,
Your sweat is smelly, you're sunbathed'.
Nov 2014 · 3.7k
Inner Peace?
MdAsadullah Nov 2014
You search inner peace in drugs
and alcohol, in gambling and dice.
You search it in haram money
and music and in dens of the vice.

In the dead of night you disobey
Allah, will your heart be at ease?
Hankering after this world will
you ever find inner peace?

Will never end your search,
will never cease your quest.
For verily, in the remembrance
of Allah do hearts find rest!
Nov 2014 · 4.1k
Judgements
MdAsadullah Nov 2014
Over and over you love to judge.
Genuine at times or due to grudge.

Your approach frank and upfront.
Your judgments brute and blunt.

Judgement on anyone and everyone.
You judge all, you spare none.

O you innocent! if you only knew.
All your judgments will judge you.
Nov 2014 · 26.5k
Jealousy
MdAsadullah Nov 2014
A green eyed monster within,
in behaviour satan's akin.
Other's possessions are his attraction,
flies on wings of dissatisfaction.
Hopes more for other's loss than his gain,
can take ugliest of forms without constraint.
Nov 2014 · 28.7k
Injustice and Patience
MdAsadullah Nov 2014
Injustice was done
on that day if you think.
Then know years later Pharaoh's
attire injustice prinked.
Their is no Moses in this
vast land in this vast crowd.
So let the Pharaoh celebrate
victory and laugh out loud.
It is correct that Allah alone
one should only fear.
But patience is not a sign
of weakness, my dear!
Your tears will not go waste
one day it will turn into a sea.
And your patience will become
Moses and will lead thee.
Nov 2014 · 574
In tiny heart..
MdAsadullah Nov 2014
Vast expanding universe
with unmeasurable space
Yet not enough space for
'God Al-mighty' to encase.

All brains amassed together
to make one super brain;
If it tries to confine 'God All-wise'
will it not go insane?

Eyes reflects invisible soul
and mirror of heart is face.
For 'God All-loving' in tiny heart
their is much space.
Nov 2014 · 979
Inadequacies found
MdAsadullah Nov 2014
With so many adequate men around.
Poor me! myself so inadequate I found.

My inadequacies so bulky and wide.
Searched nooks and corners to hide.

Lying down on floor was red old mat.
Unaware what lies beneath many sat.

Crept towards the mat where it lied.
My inadequacies I decided to hide.

Between the red old mat and the ground.
While hiding mine, theirs hidden I found.
Nov 2014 · 2.3k
IF......., THEN
MdAsadullah Nov 2014
If it's water, then let it flow.
If it's lamp, then make it glow.
If it's ashes, then let the wind blow.
If you are reading Quran, then be steady and slow.
If you've got wings, then just fly.
If you are baby, then just cry.
If it's plant, then let it grow.
If it's stone, then swing your arms and throw.
If it's bird, then open the cage.
If you can speak, then go to the stage.
If she's mother, then show your love.
If you want peace, then fly a dove.
If he's father, then lower your voice.
If it comes to clothes, then make your choice.
If it's manners, then learn it.
If it's money, then earn it.
If you are Muslim , then believe that moon was split.
If you are soldier, then be prepared for conflict.
If it's your marriage, then be in your best attire.
If it's parliament, then set it on fire.
Last line of the poem shows my anger towards corrupt politicians and not against parliament as an institution.
MdAsadullah Nov 2014
Who are they? Who are they?
Why all these fights, why this fray?
Why innocents are killed, why they are displaced?
Why minorities are ill treated, why they are chased?

Who are they? who are they?
Are they pawns of puppets, who is funding? , who pays?
Do they want to stop revolutions, are they against democracy.
Is it true that puppet dictators are behind the conspiracy?

Who are they? Who are they?
Freedom fighters at times, At times criminal they portray.
Why this sectarian violence, why policy of 'divide and rule'?
Are they collaborators of oil thieves, are they their tool?

Who are they? Who are they?
God knows best but they don't follow prophet's way.
Their actions are criminal and this is the fact.
I just don't like them, I condemn their act.
How our beloved Prophet treated the minorities: - -

(http: //en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Achtiname_of_Muhammad)

From the above link: -
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English Translation of the Ashtiname by Richard Peacocke[edit]
Muhammad the son of ‘Abd Allah, the Messenger of Allah, and careful guardian of the whole world; has wrote the present instrument to all those who are in his national people, and of his own religion, as a secure and positive promise to be accomplished to the Christian nation, and relations of the Nazarene, whosoever they may be, whether they be the noble or the ******, the honorable or otherwise, saying thus.I. Whosoever of my nation shall presume to break my promise and oath, which is contained in this present agreement, destroys the promise of God, acts contrary to the oath, and will be a resister of the faith, (which God forbid) for he becomes worthy of the curse, whether he be the King himself, or a poor man, or whatever person he may be.
That whenever any of the monks in his travels shall happen to settle upon any mountain, hill, village, or other habitable place, on the sea, or in deserts, or in any convent, church, or house of prayer, I shall be in the midst of them, as the preserver and protector of them, their goods and effects, with my soul, aid, and protection, jointly with all my national people; because they are a part of my own people, and an honor to me.
Moreover, I command all officers not to require any poll-tax on them, or any other tribute, because they shall not be forced or compelled to anything of this kind.
None shall presume to change their judges or governors, but they shall remain in their office, without being deported.
No one shall ****** them when they are travelling on the road.
Whatever churches they are possessed of, no one is to deprive them of them.
Whosoever shall annul any of one of these my decrees, let him know positively that he annuls the ordinance of God.
Moreover, neither their judges, governors, monks, servants, disciples, or any others depending on them, shall pay any poll-tax, or be molested on that account, because I am their protector, wherever they shall be, either by land or sea, east or west, north or south; because both they and all that belong to them are included in this my promissory oath and patent.
And of those that live quietly and solitary upon the mountains, they shall exact neither poll-tax nor tithes from their incomes, neither shall any Muslim partake of what they have; for they labor only to maintain themselves.
Whenever the crop of the earth shall be plentiful in its due time, the inhabitants shall be obliged out of every bushel to give them a certain measure.
Neither in time of war shall they take them out of their habitations, nor compel them to go to the wars, nor even then shall they require of them any poll-tax.
In these eleven chapters is to be found whatever relates to the monks, as to the remaining seven chapters, they direct what relates to every Christian.
Those Christians who are inhabitants, and with their riches and traffic are able to pay the poll-tax, shall pay no more than twelve drachms.
Excepting this, nothing shall be required of them, according to the express order of God, that says, ‘Do not ****** those that have a veneration for the books that are sent from God, but rather in a kind manner give of your good things to them, and converse with them, and hinder everyone from molesting them' [29: 46].
If a Christian woman shall happen to marry a Muslim man, the Muslim shall not cross the inclination of his wife, to keep her from her church and prayers, and the practice of her religion.
That no person hinder them from repairing their churches.
Whosoever acts contrary to my grant, or gives credit to anything contrary to it, becomes truly an apostate to God, and to his divine apostle, because this protection I have granted to them according to this promise.
No one shall bear arms against them, but, on the contrary, the Muslims shall wage war for them.
And by this I ordain, that none of my nation shall presume to do or act contrary to this my promise, until the end of the world.
Nov 2014 · 950
In Search of Fear
MdAsadullah Nov 2014
In search of fear,
I went to treacherous mountain cliffs
where many determined beings had turned into stiffs.

In search of fear,
I went to the bottom of oceans
where whales and sharks were on constant motion.

In search of fear,
I went to jungles wild and raw
where 'hunt' or 'get hunted' was the law.

In search of fear,
I went to deserts hot and harsh
where sun was offensively bold and brash.

In search of fear,
I went to caves dark and deep
where creatures unknown, unseen creeped.

In search of fear,
I went into mighty typhoons
where objects flew like balloons.

In search of fear,
I went to castles remote and aloof
where ghosts were always on move.

In search of fear,
I went in dark to graveyards
where graves were strewn yards after yards.

In search of fear,
I bumped into an old fakeer.
I enquired whether he knew where was 'fear'?

He said with a smile

'In search of fear,
you travelled here and there, dark and deep
but it is hiding inside you, at times from your eyes it peeps'
MdAsadullah Nov 2014
Just about the size of my thumb
Plant so delicate and dumb
little by little I see my henna plant grow

You don't have tongue to talk
You don't have legs to walk
little by little I see my henna plant grow

The sun makes you sweat
And rain makes you wet
little by little I see my henna plant grow

Up grows your shoot
Down grows your root
little by little I see my henna plant grow

One by one leaves sprout
Making you strong and stout
little by little I see my henna plant grow

In this season of spring
Sparrows around you dance and sing
little by little I see my henna plant grow

At times they pluck your leaves
those cute little thieves
little by little I see my henna plant grow

I give a miserly glance but I don't interfere
It is entirely nature's affair.
little by little I see my henna plant grow

Your tiny existence soothes my eyes
I can hear you when others fail hear your voice
little by little I see my henna plant grow

You are Sharing another plant's flowerpot
Don't worry a new *** soon we will allot
little by little I see my henna plant grow


There you will grow bigger and bigger
Your branches will become stiffer and stiffer
little by little I see my henna plant grow


Within you they will make beautiful nest
Sparrows with enthusiasm and zest
little by little I see my henna plant grow

And when you are big and strong
Maybe then I'll be inspired to write another song.
little by little I see my henna plant grow.
little by little I see my henna plant grow.
Nov 2014 · 7.3k
LIE
MdAsadullah Nov 2014
LIE
No hands no legs
for help another lie it begs.
Alone it can go only few yards,
together their strength like house of cards.
A delicate wind of truth
and they lay in state of pity and ruth.
Nov 2014 · 1.4k
Let's show the shiny part
MdAsadullah Nov 2014
Peacock's legs you must hide.
Show only Its wings and tail.
Hide slums behind high-rises.
Spray perfume on things stale.

Years ago a hero was born.
New hero has taken birth again.
Paint his ***** hands with white.
Show choice of society sane.

For God' sake hang someone.
Land's prestige is at stake.
If culprits cannot be hanged.
Size of my neck you can take.

Display your esthetic creativity.
Utilize your unmatchable art.
And let's show the shiny part.
And let's show the shiny part.
Nov 2014 · 283
Kill.....
MdAsadullah Nov 2014
**** hundreds with bombs and guns.
Terrorist you are.
Outright you'll be hanged for your actions.

**** hundreds with swords and fuel.
Rioter you are.
You may go unpunished for your acts cruel.

**** thousands with lips and tongue.
Leader you are.
You'll be hero for millions of old and young.
MdAsadullah Nov 2014
Satan is on the hunt;
And a man peccant.
Treading path of sufism;
Man nescient, ignorant.

First learn the shariah;
And then tread this path.
Or else you'll be a loser,
On you Allah's wrath.

Satan will bridle your nose;
And put reins in your mouth.
Drag you wherever he likes
East, west, north or south.

A true Sufi is righteous;
And follows the prophet(SAW)
A false Sufi goes astray;
And is satan's puppet.
Nov 2014 · 325
Is It Something In Me.....
MdAsadullah Nov 2014
Why you talk about
me day and night?
Why everywhere and
anywhere you backbite?
Tell me, why like holy
verses my name you recite?
Tell me, why don't you
openly come and fight?
Why you always find
reasons to bring my name?
Why you want to hurt,
why you want to defame?
Tell me, till how long
will continue this game?
Tell me, what is your
mission, what is your aim?
Why my name always
on your tongue of fire?
Is it something in me
that your admire?
Nov 2014 · 939
ISLAM
MdAsadullah Nov 2014
I t is a way of life.
S urrendering one's will to one and only God.
L oyal and loving towards your parents and kins.
A dmonishing evil and inviting towards good.
M uhammad(pbuh) is the last messenger of God should be the belief.
Nov 2014 · 726
ISLAM THE TOUCHSTONE
MdAsadullah Nov 2014
I'll tell you a story of a stony Island which had a beautiful beach.
In search of a touchstone, this secluded place some determined men used to reach.
This touchstone used to turn ordinary metal into Gold
Men came to search this stone to increase their wealth manifold.
Touchstone was there hidden within pebbles and stones and its colour was shiny blue.
Its greed used to effect adventurous souls like some dangerous and contagious flu.
A man with great difficulty reached this promised land
Next moment he was on beach searching stones and sand.
stones which were not blue were straightaway thrown into the sea.
He developed this habit of throwing and was never seen free.
He continued with this habit without any complain or fear
This went on till days became month and months became year.
One day after throwing a stone he stood stunned as if he was struck by thunder.
Because of his habit he threw touchstone whose colour was blue, what a blunder!
Now replace 'sectarian fights' with 'habit of throwing' and 'sects' with 'pebbles' and 'Islam' with 'touchstone'
All you wise men and women do I need to clarify any further, hold on to Islam your blue stone.
MdAsadullah Nov 2014
From oceans shocked vapours flee.
You pity them with malicious glee.
Pretend to be well-wisher, a saint.
Crocodile! sympathizer you ain't.

In troubled waters you want to fish.
Never will be met your vicious wish.
You laugh loud, you plan and plot.
All Oceans will dry up you thought.

You are so foolish, I am in shock.
For this foolishness, no squawk.
Remove mask of friendship, you foe.
Where rain falls where rivers flow?

Oceans are on rise, feel the heat.
Waters have reached your feet.
Soon it'll engulf your land and rocks.
My foe, Let me give you this shock.
Nov 2014 · 659
LMDians
MdAsadullah Nov 2014
Hand-full of people fighting for Islam.
Our weapons are pen and holy Quran.
Resources are less, but ambitions are high
Allah is with us, so lets not grieve or sigh
We don't like colour of blood, we like colour of ink
With message of love and peace we are here to close all *****
We are here to clear all your doubts and misconceptions
we are the best of Ummah, so we will argue and talk with patience
propaganda against Islam will be buried in cemetery
We are mujahids of twenty first century
Bound by faith pakis, Arabs and Indians
We are soldiers of Allah, we are LMDians
LMD-League of Muslim Debaters
MdAsadullah Nov 2014
Season of colour, buds and blooms.
Lovely roses, grass with large plumes.
Hiding high on some tree koel* sings.
How badly I wished for thousand springs.

Large blooming tree, shrubs and climber.
Busy bees fly briskly from flower to flower.
Numerous butterflies with colorful wings.
How badly I wished for thousand springs.

Yellow mustard flowers below skies blue.
Entire flora covered with tiny drops of dew.
Sweet fragrance gentle breeze brings.
How badly I wished for thousand springs.

Far from reality, wishes are just wishes.
It can vanish with gust of wind like ashes.
My fragile soul is covered from top to bottom.
Now sadly I am abode for thousand autumns.
*koel is bird of cuckoo family found in subcontinent
MdAsadullah Nov 2014
Elephant calf from its mother they'll burgle;
When both will be busy roaming the jungle.
Tied with the rope baby elephant will cry;
To break the rope again and again it'll try.

Its body will not have strength to set it free.
The rope will injure its flimsy leg and knee.
It'll become quiet, won't be heard its cries.
It will only look at jungle with tearful eyes.

Now it'll slowly start eating below the tree.
It'll think about wounds and won't try to flee.
Days will pass till it becomes very strong.
It will have very huge body and tusks long.

It'll work near the jungle which won't be far.
But will remember the pain and see the scar.
It will have immense strength but no hope.
It will break huge trees but not the old rope.
Nov 2014 · 965
I want to be alone
MdAsadullah Nov 2014
Their words like cactus
my delicate soul bleeds.
I want to be alone.

My dreams of glass
they carry stones.
I want to be alone.

Enmity hidden within
a pleasing smile.
I want to be alone.

My misfortune, their happiness
inside sympathies disguised.
I want to be alone.
I want to be alone.
Nov 2014 · 1.9k
I AM MAN
MdAsadullah Nov 2014
I conquered vast pieces of land.
I ruled green patches and sand.
I am Akbar, I am Aurangzeb, I am Alexander, I am emperor,
I am man.

I discovered places which were unseen and unknown,
sometimes with my friends and sometimes alone,
I am da Gama, I am Polo, I am columbus, I am explorer,
I am man.

I constructed beautiful mosques and castles,
see this Taj, as if it was built by Angels.
I am Ustad Ahmed, I am Master james, I am Sinan, I am architect,
I am man.

I take rational approach to solve life's mystery,
through biology, physics and chemistry.
I am Jabir, I am Newton, I am Einstein, I am scientist,
I am man.

I have turned upside down many nations,
my thoughts and writings can inspire generations.
I am Marx, I am plato, I am socrates, I am philosopher,
I am man.

I crossed boundaries of earth to reach space,
Even on moon you can find my trace.
I am Aldrin, I am Gagarin, I am Armstrong, I am astronaut,
I am man.

I shape words like a sculptor with delicate touch,
my few words can convey so much.
I am Iqbal, I am Kabir, I am Wordsworth, I am poet
I am man.

I Stayed for nine months in her womb,
her love and kindness made a man in me to bloom,
She is sister, she is wife, she is mother, she is woman,
Yes, I am man because of a woman.
Nov 2014 · 431
Homo sapiens
MdAsadullah Nov 2014
Motives at times so noble, at times so base.
Jealousy and Satisfaction have human face.

Tongue coated with sweet honey, yet so ****.
Cruelty and Kindness have got human heart.

Intelligence and morality, little brain they flood.
But Satan circulates human mind like blood.

Weaker than Satan, sinner if likened to angel.
But a free will and inside always a fierce duel.

A bunch of contradictions! a set of antonyms!
But still greatest of all creations, a Paradigm!
This one came into my mind after reading William Blake's Poem 'A divine Image'
Nov 2014 · 3.4k
I doubt!
MdAsadullah Nov 2014
Will it help?

If dams are made out of handkerchiefs
to hold floods of sufferings and griefs.

Will it help?

If murmurs are subdued within glasses of loyalty
to wash away the sins of ancient royalty.

Will it help?

If we break all ancient walls
to break barriers between hearts, wide and tall.

Will it help?

If we make some ground in oceans mixing 'self respect' and 'ancient sins'
or learn how to survive in waters without gills and fins.

Will it help?

If progeny is punished for their inherited guilt
and each drop of brutal blood is spilt.

Will you promise?

Then you will again find no reasons to divide
and live without any quarrel happily, satisfied.

I doubt!

As it has nothing to do with 'ancient walls' or 'ancient sins'.
It is something related to species and has nothing to do with genes.
Nov 2014 · 221
I Just Don't Care
MdAsadullah Nov 2014
For some ego is bigger than verses holy.
Saintly demeanor but hiding needles treacly.
For some ego much bigger than pure logic.
When atheists preach sermon it doesn't click.

Few tongues very sweet and few extremely ****.
But God Almighty knows the secrets of heart.
In matters of faith I pity the way people think.
For them everything is just winning or losing.

Exchanged shoulders, to cry and fire gun.
Don't like any convention then quietly shun.
Question beliefs of millions and simply walk.
Won't be allowed, you need to walk the talk.

Mingle personal tragedies with worldly affair.
Many will peep, life will become thoroughfare.
Without pointing be in ample or meager wear.
It is your personal choice, I just don't care.
MdAsadullah Nov 2014
This route through
market glossy, colored.
leads to mosque at
length, hazy, blurred.
I walk unknown paths
tightly holding Quran.
From worldly music
I strive to decipher Azan.
Surrounded by souls
as if they will never die.
I often visit graveyards
to hear someone cry.
On streets I pass by
women veiled, unveiled.
My soul is weak, teachings
of prophet is shield.
Idols charms me with
words hypnotizing, strong.
I love Sange-Aswad, I stand
'tween right and wrong.
Nov 2014 · 382
GOING INTO DEPRESSION
MdAsadullah Nov 2014
Failure chases me
I run, I run, I see
a gate called Success
but a lock named Disappointment
is hanging on it.
I run, I run until I
bump into wall of Frustration.
Failure seizes me by throat,
Grief and Sorrow helps Failure
to subdue me, they drag me and
throw me in an abyss named Melancholy.
I sink in gloom, I sink, I sink
I look down to see Depression with sword,
I look up to see a light named hope
diminishing, diminishing, diminishing
until it appears like a dot.
I sink deep, deep, deep, very deep.
Nearer, nearer, nearer to Depression.
Nov 2014 · 298
Helpless finger!
MdAsadullah Nov 2014
You Criminal! whenever
I looked at you.
I thought you were
one amongst the few.

Now I realize how
daft and dumb I was.
My views were full
of defects and flaws.


In murky waters they
all used to subside.
It was their nakedness
they used to hide.

Seeing they are not alone,
boldly they walk.
They praise the Criminal,
about him they talk.


Noises of jubilation
and victory surround.
But I hear faint echoes
of agonizing sound.

You Criminal! I used
to point only at thee.
Helpless finger! Now
so many criminals I see.

Nov 2014 · 4.5k
Holi-day and Holiday
MdAsadullah Nov 2014
With different colors friends played;
Hiding from them indoors I stayed.
They were all busy in colorful dance.
To hunt my thoughts I got a chance.

Thoughts could have run within a blink;
But I caught them with pen and ink.
They are within the confines of a cage.
Now they cannot run, they are on page.

Friends enjoyed the party and the fest;
And I did what I thought was best.
With colors they enjoyed their holi-day.
With pen and ink I enjoyed my holiday.
MdAsadullah Nov 2014
You may have done
extremely heinous crime.
World may not forgive
but come to God anytime.
Repent honestly and
follow correct path.
For God's mercy
prevails over his wrath.
MdAsadullah Nov 2014
Those elephant's ivory prongs,
can bring down trees short and long.
have you ever seen it brush?

Those tiger's pointed canines,
can pierce through its prey's spine.
have you ever seen it brush?

Those cow's flat hard molars,
a grinding machine for bulky feeders.
have you ever seen it brush?

Those crocodile's theethy jaws,
hardly any quarry can withdraw
have you ever seen it brush?

Those shark's sharp dentines,
dangerous weapon to hunt and dine
have you ever seen it brush?

Those snake's sharpened fangs,
can inject venom with a spang
have you ever seen it brush?

Those bear's sturdy teeth,
fish, berry and honey it eats
have you ever seen it brush?

Dear mom and dad why y'all misguide?
why incorrect information y'all provide?
brushing teeth doesn't make it strong.
I've given enough of evidence to prove y'all wrong.
Nov 2014 · 370
Give some time
MdAsadullah Nov 2014
Give some time, sour mango
will become sweet in May.
Hate your enemy mildly; he may
become your friend one day.

Nov 2014 · 5.5k
Honest opinions
MdAsadullah Nov 2014
Man much respected he was.
Honest opinions he gave.
All tolerated him with smile;
Even if negative, men brave!

Honest opinions when all gave.
His eyes filled with tears.
Much disrespectful he turned;
And closed both his ears.
Nov 2014 · 924
Honest/Dishonest
MdAsadullah Nov 2014
Whole day he said he was honest.
Time and again he said he was honest.
I understood that he was dishonest.
Nov 2014 · 528
Hunting
MdAsadullah Nov 2014
Deer is the target;
And tiger is on the run.
Thoughts are my prey;
And pen is my gun.
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