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Kabir a great
Indian saint
Weaver by occupation
Weaved a fine turban
Worth two takkas
Dawn to dusk
He sat
Sell it worth the price
No buyer ready
Unless half price
Unsold he returned
When it grew dark 🌑
His neighbour saw him
There was a dialogue
Took charge of the turban
Next morning 🌅
Neighbour sat selling
Turban priced
Eight takkas
A customer bargained
Settled for five takkas
Within an hour
He returned
Filled Kabir's palm
Five takkas
The saint thus wrote:
"No buyer of righteous
World 🌍 believes
Rogues"
Ylzm Apr 14
marrying and given in marriage
wickedness breeds greater wickedness
each generation stinkier than the last
and every child born a greater evil

the scattered righteous are few and hated
overwhelmed and drowning in deep sea
sparing the unborn from sorrows and griefs
gifted with the Comforter for courage and help

time is shortened for their sake
in half a time shall they be rescued
in three days and not a week
and in a week and not a year

buds have blossomed and harvest’s not delayed
we mined the Moon and harnessed the Sun
decay’s stench unmistakable but blindly persuaded
as freedom’s necessary aroma, even sacred

the wicked disintegrate where they stand
in utter terror and panic slay one another
earth terraformed in a day without end
and buying and selling cease
Our worlds is crying
Sons and daughters are dying
One by one
Sad thing is they're dying all so young
Mothers are wiping
Genocides are still happening
Want my world to just finally sing
Dark times are coming
People are running
Families leaving everything behind
Rights are taken away
People are getting shot everyday
Dying without doing any crime
Teenagers cut lines, committee suicide
Police take innocent lives
Cause no one has a heart
They take away their children
And leave their mothers scare
They just want to love them, but they keep them apart
So my whole world is letting out crys
It brings me to pain
Are we still going to lose our loved one again,
Or are we gonna fight
They say all men are created equal
It's not only one race
It's everyone lives
seraph Sep 2019
i am prismic and entrancing, refracting - always reflecting my insides outwards. you will know how i feel if i want you to know so, i will tell you how to feel and by my will you will do so, i am hypnotic and sympathetic. i am blinding and righteous.
Dylan McFadden Aug 2019
Flopping, flipping,
Flattering lips
Are the company
Of fools

Or worse:
A bitter enemy,
Who conceals a heart
So cruel

But words of truth -
Even bold rebukes -  
Do accompany
The wise

They are a friend,
And will find favor in,
The men of
Righteous eyes

.
Shofi Ahmed May 2019
When God indeed
rubs a forehead with luck
what on earth can hide that?

For how long, how far
eclipsing on the way
can the clouds roam high?

The wind will blow
and will rain them down.
Ah, the pure blue in luck,
in abundance, up in the sky
always shines out!

That's a trait of the eternally blue
The lucky colour sets the better backdrop
for the shimmering sun in the sky.
Luckier is a man with a righteous wife!
Ylzm Apr 2019
Do you see what I see?
Do you hear what I hear?
Songs of Joy, Silence of Pain;
Pride and Triumph, Prayers and Tears;
When the Righteous Flourish, the People Rejoice,
But when the Wicked Rule, the People Groan.
Pro 29:2
Diangelo Tyler Nov 2018
You cost nothing but your priceless
You are the kryptonite to our devices
The very act of you is righteous
If only you were a common thread
That wove all of mankind together
So we could help heal each other
We have never been more divided
But you can bring about unity instead
YOU ARE KINDNESS
And your gesture
Can stop turmoil and heartbreak
Before it spreads
Pauper of Prose Oct 2018
She lays along her porch
In clothes of comfort
Enclosed in comforts
A modest house
A ancestral skill
A family purring in peace
Yet I’d only want a piece
Of her
None of all that other
Such a western reality
Is rooted in my mentality
To see her behind a glass
As children gawk and gasp
Eric Babsy Oct 2018
As I am entering another realm.
My mind like a falcon takes the helm.
My body finds a bright hue
Just so I could find you

I wanted to find the alluring.
Come to together for love that is occurring.
Only because of nature we are stirring.
We have a magnificent fray that is appearing.

You taught me how to fly.
With my wings soaring high.
Your love was blind.
With my shadow following down from the sky.

The light that followed so bright.
I was an outcast in the others sight.
You took me in while others thought I was frightful.
Taught me things I did not know were possible.

We were not the righteous.
Although what we received money can not buy us.
Can we stay aflight forever.
Be unrespected never.

We can hold hands.
Far away from the others we can.
Only one person is meant for me.
In that I truly see.
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