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तुम कहते हो करूँ पश्चताप,
कि जीवन के प्रति रहा आकर्षित ,
अनगिनत वासनाओं से आसक्ति की ,

मन के पीछे भागा , कभी तन के पीछे भागा ,
कभी कम की चिंता तो कभी धन की भक्ति की। 

करूँ पश्चाताप कि शक्ति के पीछे रहा आसक्त  ,
कभी अनिरा से दूरी , कभी  मदिरा की मज़बूरी  ,
कभी लोभ कभी भोग तो कभी मोह का वियोग ,
पर योग के प्रति विषय-रोध के प्रति रहा निरासक्त?

और मैं सोचता हूँ  पश्चाताप तो करूँ पर किसका ?
उन ईक्छाओं की जो कभी तृप्त  ना हो  सकी?
वो  चाहतें  जो मन में तो थी पर तन में खिल ना सकी?

हाँ हाँ इसका भी अफ़सोस  है मुझे ,
कि मिल ना सका मुझे वो अतुलित धन ,
वो आपार संपदा जिन्हें रचना था मुझे , करना था सृजन। 

और और भी वो बहुत सारी शक्तियां, वो असीम ताकत ,
जिन्हें हासिल करनी थी , जिनका करना था अर्जन। 

मगर अफ़सोस ये कहाँ आकर फंस गया?
कि सुनना था अपने तन की। 
मोक्ष की की बात तो तू अपने पास हीं रख ,
करने दे मुझे मेरे मन की। 

अजय अमिताभ सुमन
अक्सर मंदिर के पुजारी व्यक्ति को जीवन के आसक्ति के प्रति पश्चताप का भाव रख कर ईश्वर से क्षमा प्रार्थी होने की सलाह देते हैं। इनके अनुसार यदि वासना के प्रति निरासक्त होकर ईश्वर से क्षमा याचना की जाए तो मरणोपरांत ऊर्ध्व गति प्राप्त होती है।  व्यक्ति डरकर दबी जुबान से क्षमा मांग तो लेता है परन्तु उसे अपनी अनगिनत  वासनाओं के अतृप्त रहने  का अफसोस होता है। वो पश्चाताप जो केवल जुबाँ से किया गया हो  क्या एक आत्मा के अध्यात्मिक उन्नति में सहायक हो सकता हैं?
Kenneth Gray Mar 13
Beckon unto me with thine
Angel-voice so soft
In heavenly song that doest
Elevate mine soul aloft
Amongst the myriad of blissful
keys I rejoice
Alas!
I've transcended to God's kingdom
by the sweet sound of thine voice
Something I thought of while out on the porch smoking. Thinking about how I wish my ex wife would apologize for all the things she put me through. How hearing her say she is sorry would be music to my ears and lift up my soul. This is what came from that idea.
Kenneth Gray Jan 16
The clouds exude tears as a sign of God's sorrow.
For the fate of mankind in the hands of the morrow.
For mankind's heart has grow callused;
With his eyes set on greed.
Forsaking God's goodness
For all his lustful needs.

All the while the earth moans and it groans.
As mankind's heart is compared with the hardness of stone.
Consumed and devoured by the lusts of the flesh.
An expulsion of THE LORD;
A refusal to mesh.

Disease and strife have set in -
A move oh so bold.
As mankind grows more distant,
Isolated and cold.
And the skies continue to weep as man struggles to fight.
Darkness envelops the lands -
Darkness blots out the light.

Will the battle be fought?
Will mankind ever win?
Will the skies clear up
As man conquers his sin?

May he lay down his sin -
Then turn face and run.
Then may THE LORD show him mercy
And unveil THE SUN!

May the harsh weather of sin
Finally be cleared.
So that mankind's unclear future
Have no need to be feared.
I guess you can find inspiration from the least expected places. It was snowing and I got to thinking about clouds and rain. Then a light bulb popped up in my head like they do in cartoons. That was my inspiration for the first couple lines. Just wrote in the rest as I sat there and though about things.
Sy Lilang Jan 12
Ito ang umagang
Nanaisin kong huminto muna ang Araw nang saglit.
Kung pwede bang manatili muna Sya
At ako'y hayaang pagmasdan
Ang kanyang kariktan.

Nais kong bumilad sa sinag ng Araw
At magpasakop sa Liwanag Nyang taglay.
Nais kong malusaw ang bawat kamalian,
Ang bawat pagkukunwari..
Pagkat ayoko na..
Ayoko nang magpanggap pa..
Na kaya kong mag-isa
Mag-isa na wala ang mga kamay Nya --
Ang mga gabay Nya.
Na maging sa gabi'y
Nasisilayan ko pa rin
Ang kanyang anino sa aking pagpikit,
Ang nakasisilaw Niyang Liwanag
Na nagiging mitsa ng aking pagluhod.

Gusto kong huminto ang Araw,
At ako'y makita Nya..
Kahit isang iglap..
Kahit isang saglit lang..
Kung pwede lang..
Wag Mo akong Iwan
Na sa gabi'y
Ikaw ang magbigay Ilaw sa aking landas
At ako'y Iyong yakapin
Habang ang Iyong sinag
Ang magsisilbing lakas
Sa bawat pagbangon ko sa Umaga..

Sayo ako magsisimula,
At ayokong ito'y magwakas
Na para bang hinahayaan ko lamang
Na malimot ko ang lahat --
Ang lahat ng mga misteryong
Iyong ipinakita na,
Iyong ipanaranas na.

Ayokong dumating sa katapusan
Na ako'y walang muang
Na Ikaw ang aking Simula..
Ayokong magtagpo tayo
Sa gitna ng aking mga kamalian --
Mga kamaliang hindi ko itinama
Kahit na pinagbuksan Mo na ako
Sa panibagong Umaga.

Kung ang bawat araw na lumilipas
Ay siya ring mga pahina ng aking buhay,
Bakit pa..
Bakit ko pa hahayaang
Dilim ang magsilbing umaga?
Kung Ikaw naman ang tunay na Simula ng lahat..
Kung landas ko nama'y
Kayang-kaya **** bigyang liwanag
At lahat ng masasaklawan ng aking mga mata
Ay simbolo ng Iyong paghahari.

Lilikumin Mo ang lahat
Gamit ang Iyong Liwanag.
Ang Iyong mga Salita'y
Hindi na mangungusap pa,
Ngunit Ikaw na mismo ang darating
At buhat sa Iyong bibig,
Ang lahat ay handa nang makinig..
Nang buong puso..
Na may tunay na pagpapasakop..
At ang lahat ng mga naggising
Buhat sa pagkakahimbing
At mga bangungot na tila walang katapusan
Ay sabay-sabay na babangon
At lalakad sa Liwanag na Iyong hain.

Masisilayan ko rin ang mga ngiti
Ng pagpupunyagi at tagumpay
Na walang balot ng anumang pagkukunwari,
Walang tampo't galit.
Kung saan hubad ang lahat
Ngunit tanggap Mo
Ang bawat kamalian.
Ang Iyong paghuhusga ay darating --
Darating nang patas;
Patas at pawang katotohanan.

Ang lahat ay darating sa katapusan,
At Sayo ay handang magpaubaya.
Ang lahat ng mga nabago ng Iyong Liwanag
Ay kusang sisibol at uusbong
Nang may papuri
At hindi parang mga paupos na kandila
Na nauubusan rin ng lakas.
Ngunit sila'y tila mga tanim
Na Iyong dinidiligan sa bawat araw --
Mga ginintuang araw
Na hindi gaya ngayong kukupas din..

Balang araw, ang lahat ng salitang
Mamumutawi sa bawat labi'y
May iisang sigaw
May iisang palamuti na ibabandera
At susuko sa Iyong kabutihan.
Ang bawat nilalang
Ay mabinihag sa Iyong kaluwalhatian
At hindi na..
Hindi na mauubusan pa ng Liwanag,
Ikaw mismo ang magkukusang
Punasan ang mga matang lumuluha,
Lumuluha buhat sa paghihintay..
Pagkat nariyan ka na..
Nariyan na ang Iyong kaligtasan.

Ikaw, sa bawat oras
Sa bawat sandali'y
Ikaw pa rin ang maging dahilan
Ng pagtibok ng aking puso
Ang magiging sigaw
Ng aking napapaos na lalamunan.
Ikaw ang maging dahilan..
Ng aking pagtaas ng kamay
At sa ere'y hindi Mo ako iiwan,
Ni hindi Mo ako kinalimutan..
Ikaw, ang Araw at Gabi..
Sayo ang aking papuri!
I covered my eyes
To avoid the light of God
Abandoned all hope
As I entered with my soul
Drenched. Weighed down by guilt
As squid's ink blacken the sea
Was my vain heart when
God told me to sit with him
God told me to eat with him
Shabnam Oct 2020
As long as sins are in sight
& remorse at height..
forgiveness is almost sure
But as arrogance creeps in &
Desires worshipped..
man slides down to the lowest of Low.
According to traditions a man who had murdered a100 men was also forgiven by God.
Johnson Oyeniran Oct 2020
I have become drunk from the chalice of worldly cravings;
An ancient thorn, familiar to man indeed.

Deep hath sins hands pulled me into her brothel,
Where her offsprings bathe in debauchery
Bickering,
As to who deemed fit shalt mold me;
After their likeness, after their ways.

Hurry!
Pull my wreckage from this great sea of abomination
Before their behaviour becomes my second nature,
And dry me with thy towel of scold,
For surely i reek disdain;
An unnatural aroma which vexes thee i know.

But thy grace will forever remain steadfast;
An ageless gift, Bestowed upon generation and generations,
Only granted to descendants from dust.
Your
pathological
Lies

Will never lead
you to
the Truth
my friend

I say this because
I know

For many reasons
Impossible

Though my path
at the time..
was never that
Logical

For all I have
Is just a wandering Egø
but not many
PrOphETS to
find

So at best
I'm just a Prodigal Son
Who's on the
Run

Or just
An empty module
that's been
cast to the
Side

Therefore
now in which
was condemned and
condensed

Recompensed to
Repent

Fixed
In little pockets of
Pride

So I guess that's why
I wear this fur coat
to favor me
Right?

Or so
it seems

Although it seems
I don't believe in
Animal
Rights

Nah

But that can't
be right..

Maybe selfish
thinking?

Or maybe thinking
that it will keep me
nice and warm
Like

When the nights
are Cold

Or maybe if I pray
The light will lead
me to
his grace
I'm told

To many places
Untold

So I guess
I must check
or at least let
the man behind
the veil
Unfold

That which
I do not know

Or at least let
him place my soul
Placed
Back in the
mold

With no actions
or expressions like
a Mannequin

Then pray once again
on my knees and
believe

That he will one day
truly make me
into

A
Man
again
Wrote this a few years back during the mannequin challenge.. Also one of my go to reads whenever I feel discouraged or disconnected from God or myself
And on a side note one of the reasons I call myself Ego Prøfeta
𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝒏𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕𝒍𝒚 𝒓𝒂𝒊𝒏 𝒑𝒐𝒖𝒓𝒔 𝒃𝒍𝒆𝒔𝒔𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒊𝒏
𝑻𝒐 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒃𝒂𝒓𝒓𝒆𝒏 𝒇𝒊𝒆𝒍𝒅 𝒘𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝒔𝒆𝒆𝒅𝒔 𝒓𝒆𝒎𝒂𝒊𝒏𝒆𝒅
𝑰𝒏 𝒅𝒆𝒆𝒑 𝒔𝒍𝒖𝒎𝒃𝒆𝒓 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒎𝒂𝒏𝒚 𝒚𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒔
𝑶𝒏𝒆 𝒎𝒐𝒓𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒈, 𝒔𝒂𝒑𝒍𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒔 𝒔𝒑𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒈
𝑭𝒓𝒐𝒎 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒃𝒐𝒔𝒐𝒎 𝒐𝒇 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒕𝒉,
𝑰𝒕𝒔 𝒅𝒖𝒍𝒍 𝒍𝒆𝒂𝒗𝒆𝒔 𝒃𝒂𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒊𝒏 𝒇𝒐𝒈 𝒎𝒊𝒔𝒕
𝑼𝒏𝒅𝒆𝒓 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒈𝒍𝒐𝒓𝒚 𝒐𝒇 𝒔𝒖𝒏𝒔𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒆.

𝑻𝒐 𝒑𝒓𝒐𝒔𝒑𝒆𝒓 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒐𝒊𝒍
𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝒃𝒐𝒐𝒎𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒅𝒚𝒊𝒏𝒈
𝑮𝒓𝒐𝒘𝒔 𝒕𝒐𝒈𝒆𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒆𝒏𝒅𝒖𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒈
𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝒕𝒐𝒖𝒈𝒉𝒆𝒔𝒕 𝒐𝒇 𝒕𝒊𝒎𝒆𝒔
𝑻𝒐 𝒎𝒂𝒌𝒆 𝒇𝒊𝒏𝒆 𝒔𝒕𝒖𝒓𝒅𝒚 𝒕𝒓𝒆𝒆𝒔
𝑰𝒏 𝒔𝒊𝒍𝒆𝒏𝒄𝒆,
𝑾𝒉𝒊𝒍𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒘𝒊𝒏𝒅 𝒊𝒔 𝒃𝒍𝒐𝒘𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒉𝒂𝒓𝒅
𝑰𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒄𝒐𝒍𝒅𝒏𝒆𝒔𝒔 𝒐𝒇 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒏𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕.

𝑴𝒚 𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒕 𝒆𝒏𝒗𝒊𝒆𝒅 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒈𝒍𝒂𝒅𝒏𝒆𝒔𝒔
𝑻𝒐 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒇𝒆𝒓𝒏𝒔, 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒘𝒊𝒍𝒍𝒐𝒘𝒔 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒑𝒊𝒏𝒆𝒔
𝑭𝒐𝒓 𝑰'𝒎 𝒓𝒐𝒐𝒕𝒆𝒅 𝒐𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒈𝒓𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒅
𝑾𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒄𝒐𝒏𝒇𝒖𝒔𝒊𝒐𝒏 𝒂𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒅𝒖𝒔𝒌 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒅𝒂𝒘𝒏
𝑼𝒏𝒕𝒊𝒍 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒓𝒂𝒊𝒏 𝒑𝒐𝒖𝒓𝒔 𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒚 𝒏𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕
𝑰 𝒈𝒓𝒆𝒘 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒎 𝒊𝒏 𝒅𝒆𝒍𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕
𝑰𝒏 𝒘𝒊𝒔𝒅𝒐𝒎 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒓𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕𝒆𝒐𝒖𝒔𝒏𝒆𝒔𝒔
𝑻𝒐 𝒊𝒏𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒊𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒈𝒐𝒐𝒅𝒏𝒆𝒔𝒔 𝒐𝒇 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝑳𝒐𝒓𝒅.
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