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JAMIL HUSSAIN May 17
Rise—for even the heavens seem displeased with your sleep, O’ unripe heart!
You've lost that lightning, that spectacle, that celestial art.

How long will you slumber in the chains of dust and clay?
You are a spark that even destiny cannot delay.

Know thyself—for you are the light of the eternal scheme,
One piercing glance of yours can resurrect a dream.

If you will it, you can command the stars in flight—
If not, your fate remains a captive of endless night.

This world depends on you—you are the rhythm of time,
Drunken self-forgetfulness has robbed you of your prime.

Set fire to every tune that moans the dirge of imitation,
Transform yourself—the current of time bends to your creation.

Ignite a longing, birth a flame, become a living blaze—
Let a tempest rise in your heart, and dawn break through your gaze.

You are not merely a drop in the ocean’s vast expanse—
You are the ocean itself, flowing free in your sacred dance.
A Call from Beneath the Dust 17/05/2025 © All Rights Reserved by Jamil Hussain
In the hush of time, where shadows do align,  
Thy words resound, like a sacred sign.  

An eagle I stand, though wings yet unformed,  
In the winds of trial, my spirit is warmed.  

The acid of hardship, with fury doth bite,  
Yet in its cruel grasp, I find my might.  

My scars, like jewels, shall crown me with pride,  
For each one whispers of the battles I've defied.  

Behind veils of hatred, where cold winds do sweep,  
I forge a new tongue that the world cannot keep.  

A language of truth, where love's purest art,  
Speaks the deepest secrets of the undying heart.  

Though fate may seem barren, its hand cruel and still,  
I bend it to my will, and my soul shall fulfil.  

For destiny’s course is not set in the stone—  
I carve my own path, and I stand alone.  

O' voice of righteousness, whose fire doth burn,  
In thy light, I rise, in thy wisdom, I turn.  

I gaze in the mirror, and see with clear sight,  
A place of my making, where courage takes flight.
The Call of the Eagle 02/03/2025 © All Rights Reserved by Jamil Hussain
Lalit Kumar Feb 27
Am I also a traveler on this road?
Am I too, a witness to sins untold?
Or am I merely a reflection of a past desire,
A chapter in fate’s endless fire?

Do my deeds weave my destiny?
Or am I just dust, blown by history?
If I can change, then where do I start?
Which door must I knock, which truth must I chart?
JAMIL HUSSAIN Dec 2024
O’ Beloved, in the quiet of destiny's hand,
Your heart shall soften, like earth to the land,
The frost of years, the burdens of time,
Shall melt away in love's sublime climb.

Your eyes, once veiled in the mist of night,
Shall turn toward me, guided by inner light,
A gaze that pierces the veils of fear,
Where the Eternal speaks, both far and near.

Your tongue, once silent in the realm of pride,
Shall utter truths no tongue can hide,
Each word a spark, a flame of fire,
That ignites the soul, ascending higher.

And your arms, bound once in sorrow’s chain,
Shall open wide, releasing pain.
In that embrace, the world shall cease,
And we shall find in each other’s peace.

O’ Beloved, in that union true,
We shall dissolve, and be made new.
No longer I, no longer you,
But the One in both, in love’s pure view.

In that moment, we are free,
Beyond the self, beyond the “me.”
For in that love, all forms collapse,
And only the Divine remains, unwrapped.
The Union of Souls 12/12/2024 © All Rights Reserved by Jamil Hussain
Flipping through a bundle
of identical sheets
I realise there is no difference between us

I, like the sheets
Hover the earth with no specific goal
Waiting for someone to scribble
an endorsement

But no-one comes
Because I am the paper and the ink
My experiences are my art
freely given materials

With which to bless,  beautify and build
When you realise noone is coming to save you
Billie Marie Jan 2022
I have to turn away
from thoughts
of what I am not
to be
the living dream
of what I am.

See how this dream unfolds,
without your plans and figuring.
The sequences and cycles
and all the stops –
all Mother’s Play.

Fibonacci only saw it.
He, most certainly, did not make it.
How could he even know what it is?

Sacred Is.
We notice
when our eyes are cleared
of clouds and smoke.

If you believe the thought
about controlling God,
then you believe in your own death.

This Mother is out from under
that controlling thumb.
She is slowly standing up.
And, as she extends
to reach her fully glorified heights,
we fall into her grace.
And see what we had,
was not at all what we thought.

She has already prepared our home.
And thank The Lord!
The thoughts we had to plan
could never amount to much
of the mountainous Truth
Divine Mother shines out
for us to be.
1.18.2022
Melissa Rose Aug 2021
You gave birth to me
yet I have never been born
I am alive
yet never taken a single breath

I have been caught up in currents of time
yet this moment remains eternally still
I have traveled miles across this land
yet never taken a single step

I have had infinite conversations
yet never spoken a word
embraced many loved ones
yet never touched a single soul

I have cried oceans of tears
desperately searching for love
blindly unaware what I was seeking
was looking through my eyes

I have grieved a magnitude of losses
yet lost nothing at all
felt desperately alone
yet everywhere I looked, there I was

countless lifetimes
incalculable deaths
I am billions of galaxies in the Cosmos
yet I remain infinite emptiness
8/11/21
Greyisntwell Jan 2021
חוֹשֶׁך

You say we are the darkness
We just harness what you fear
The light is in our hearts
The dark is our favorite form of art
We chose this way
Because of how you condemned us
You'll never face your truth
That there's a bit inside of you too
In this world of make believe
We can be the villains you can blame
In the end I can see-
I can see the darkness inside of your eyes.
Nishant Rawat Dec 2019
Who? Who?
Who the hell are you dude?
Looking in the mirror and it got me confused
I am your alter ego, you worthless fool
"Hello?"
What's wrong, why are you here?
You need to listen to this, what I am about to share.
What are you trying to say, I can't understand it.
Why don't you just leave? I am turning to manic
What the hell is going on, I can't comprehend
He said
Why are you waiting? you have to go far
Why don't you just believe me and aim for stars
Dude, you are nothing just thought that pop
The road will be tough, you will get scars
He said that it's ok, you will be fine
Couple cuts and bruises you will be alright
You don't need anyone, I'm here by your side
Who the hell are you? telling me this why
I am the one, who don't want you to be ******
See yourself dude, don’t you feel pity?
No limit in the sky you can't fly
You got soul, you shouldn't quit
******* dude, you are just a lie
No man I am you, dude don't be shy
Walk off that door, have to pick up your fight
Have to do it now, you know time just flies
It's your choice, you need to make a call
Fight for yourself, it's ok even if you fall
You'll probably think I'm stupid, what I am looking for
Felt like hours before I finally reached the door
As I walked out of that door, mind full for fear
Legs were shivering, as I step down the stairs
My heart is ******* beating, thoughts were not clear
My stomach ******* turning, all I'm feeling was fear
Things started moving and the sun was shinning
Don't get yourself stuck here, see life's silver lining
These aren't mere words you won't know how it feels
But I hope you never do because I swear that it kills
Life leaves pains that are impossible to heal
But you have you, you are irreplaceable
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