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S A Marshal Aug 2020
My search for you
in wilderness.
In arid, deepwood,
emptiness.
Searching for your look
onto me,
To touch and cure me
divinely.

Never was the
tranquility,
Till those embraced
nobility.
Guidance of you
on chosen one.
His love on people
from all clans.

'His' fortitude
reached him to heights
And made him lightened,
shone the sights.
How lovely is Your
name to call.
Benediction
for Nawi, his all.

Knowing not what
I seeked advise;
an all wise, said
"Listen precise.
Know your heart
and know your soul.
Who made them all
and where's your goal?

Look up in the sky
and down abode
See all the wonders
stroll on road.
Think why the birds soar
so, so high?
The ones we live on,
can not fly"

And he rised up
aloud vocally,
"Sufficient for me
oh Almighty.
None in heart,
but You alone.
In my survival
whole life long".

Loving the Nawi,
I need to do.
With his knowledge
all wise grew.
Be humble,
know your Creator
Merciful is He,
the Forgiver.

I need His guidance,
compassion.
To see me through;
necessitattion.
For I'm so lost
and gone astray
To Him I need to
change my day.

He attained to his exaltation
"Wills and power from His perfection.
He dispelled all darkness and commotion
Beauties and fragrances are his attraction.

Searching for You,
where can you be?
The world's tough,
I'm made tenderly.
My world is sinking,
I am getting lost.
Rescue, oh Lord!
And take me to coast

My world is sinking,
I am getting lost.
Rescue, oh Lord!
And take me to coast
My world is sinking,
I am getting lost.
Rescue me, Lord!
And find my coast!

Searching for You,
where can you be?
The world's tough,
I'm made tenderly.
My world is sinking,
I am getting lost.
Rescue, oh Lord!
And find my coast.
In material world man got so much involved in greed for more money and power that he suddenly finds his position way far away from his root. He forgets his Creator.
He begins to forget where he came from and tries to even change his face to look like others.
Finding himself in limelight he never looks back at those of his well-wishers who loves him. But alas, this fortunes is never meant to last, when he falls and loses everything.
If you are lucky to still have time on earth, search for the faded way back to redemption...

THE SEARCH
S. A. Marshal
26.04.2020
S A Marshal Aug 2020
No more colouring flowers
that gardens one time gave.
No more sea caressing breeze
with their tempting waves.
No more smell of sweet autumn  
On meadows seen so green.
Birds now no more sing their tunes
in sweeter love meetings.

Ours was the merrymaking,
Adorable tunes gone.
They can be seen once in bluemoons
And that too with no fun.
Our kisses had all passions
but now they are all dead.
For once love was dancing in air
They are now all tearshed.

No humanity in humans
as they are ought to be.
Call all to help the street commons,
they will say, "Why should we?"
Peace and harmony are jokes,
not shown as before.
We need in plenty trees of love
In every place to grow.

They trade women and **** their kids,
for mere worthless material needs.
Every step has a shame of deeds,
no pride in it for sure,
Where is the love, I ask you bro?
It can be seen no more.

Good outfits, courteous man
Killing in daylights - a foolproof plan.
Preachers **** virgins Bible at hand.
Are you sure there lives a love?
Brother, don't really know!

Masked so greatly,
nice hearted beings.
Molesting love
at tender teens.
Brotherhood is
never seen
There's nothing
to adore.
Love in this
horrible place?
Oh! Who may think it so?

Why search for love
when hearts are broken?
Why need the love,
in world where evils woken?
Why go to die
in a cheap war
Search and and all you’ll get
 Deep sea without a shore
You'll never find a hope
coz love don't live no more.
Love in this world doesn't shine anymore and long gone for good.

S.A. Marshal
11.07. 2017
S A Marshal Aug 2020
At fifteen in her dream-filled eyes
It was long ago young love was on rise
She never thought she'd be caught by his eyes

At The Witness

I have lost too much from memory 
But the living words still ring in ear tenderly.
The echo of pain and tragic misery 

Of The Witness

Will you come back to fulfill the dream?
Will you come, take me to that stream?
Where two of us ran and played all around 
Love was in the air and seen so profound
We hopped on every stone that we found

At The Witness

Two tender love looking their eyes
People of both home, without compromise
"It's so foolish and not so wise"

They said as witness

Eyes filled with floods of tears
Hits my heart pierced with spears
Echoes keep ringing in my ears 

Of The Witness:

Will you come back to fulfill the dream?
Will you come, take me to that stream?
Where two of us ran and played all around 
Love was in the air and seen so profound
We hopped on every stone that we found

At The Witness

In the car at night they're holding each other
Starry night the sky made world so better
They named a child for dreams to shatter 

At they witness

Still I cry with floods of tears
Tore my heart with pain of spears
Still hear her say ringing my ears 

At The Witness

Will you come back to fulfill the dream?
Will you come, take me to that stream?
Where two of us ran and played all around 
Love was in the air and seen so profound
We hopped on every stone that we found

At The Witness

Master twister why didn’t you let me back?
Why I am put at the one way tract?
If put me there then why the love act?

At The Witness

Blessings be to you my unfulfilled love
Be ever shining from everyone's above
Forgive me, love for I failed to be your dove

In The Witness

I couldn’t come back to fulfill the dream.
Couldn’t be back to take you to that stream.
Where two of us ran and played all around 
And love was in air and seen so profound
We hopped on every stone that we found

At The Witness
Written based on a true story.

S. A. Marshal
22.04.2020
S A Marshal Aug 2020
Brew a potion 
in cauldron of sanity, 
A mixture of caring love 
churned with honesty, 
Add a pound of brotherhood 
and dollops of unity 
to garnish with loyalty 
worthy life in community 

This potion is needed 
at this gully time 
When men do deeds 
with hearts of grime. 
No love, not beloved
in life of women.
Deceitful, hateful
Humanity driven.

Destroys life 
in a gleeful race 
Buys harm 
in exchange of grace 
Characterises 
a lust to **** 
Literal furnace 
in collateral mill 

In an era 
of pleasure for pain 
Too much loss 
and nothing to gain 
All what’s left 
is a world of vengeance 
To start another 
turmoil in dungeons 

Brew a potion 
in a cauldron of sanity 
And add to the potion 
pardon in amnesty 
A caravan of true love 
for the torment of despise 
A call for togetherness 
For mankind to highly rise 

An ounce of blessing 
stir for certainty 
A word of wisdom 
from saint for serenity 
As the potion is made 
a light will be seen 
Floating on its surface 
glow of satiny sheen.
How do we get to bring about a peaceful soceity?

S. A. Marshal
13.04.2020
S A Marshal Aug 2020
Living on this earth of faces
how will the living be?
Strands and tangles surrounds us
are the names freedom and liberty.

Life on a borrowed smile
is breathing so contently.
The joy of life on my face
is killing me silently.

Why seek the knowledge? Why clean the dirt?
A mere soul you came as, and was it a body part?
A fragile slip is all it takes and you're all done!
Your flight, without your wealth, you're going all alone.

Clothes and apparels, shiny gold,
Brand is the difference in them all
With antics they make them sold
Always young, and never growing old.

Rooms styled, in every bit
Lamps with lights brightly lit
Walls with paint coloured, for its fit
All furnishments too, to go along with it.

Why seek the knowledge? Why clean the dirt?
A mere soul you came as, and was it a body part?
A fragile slip is all it takes and you're all done!
Your flight, without your wealth, you're going all alone.
This is about all our labours for the type of material gains but for what?
What you were before is what you are now. A single soul.

S. A. Marshal
07/05/2009
S A Marshal Aug 2020
Life looks like a bed of roses 
to the anointed souls
Thorns beneath to some exposes 
makes them laughing drolls

So many colours of this world 
many paint to match
Many see their success curled 
starting from their scratch

There are yet some others 
seeking for their brothers
risking to go all around

Facing storms of courage
spending great leverage 
on humanitarian ground

Dream to rise 
to touch the sky
is not a poor man's tea

With all the hardships 
then you know it
you weren't the one to be

Born are some 
funny lucky ones
Riding on other's horse 

Praising high of him, 
polishing him with cream 
taking his throne without loss

Mysterious, misty 
with mazes everywhere
Many become beasty 
and many do not care. 

I fall in group of hardship, seems
creating own golden lucks
Making ways to make my dreams
travelling on bumpy tracks

Digging hard earth, 
looking for gold 
Working with dwellers, 
in hot and in cold.

Ups and downs, 
plains and stoney 
are my life-roads 

Deserts and hills, 
for heard earned money 
I move with heavy loads

Romance under starry night 
Auroras fill my lovely sky
This dream I see only in sleep
Thunder, rain are real for my keep

All come and leave me and go, 
in my humble life 
To go beyond I wish to know
how I need to drive
S. A. Marshal
21.04.2020
S A Marshal Aug 2020
She won't come; she didn't love

Spring came and winter shoved
She won't come; she didn't love

Love was shot from sky above
And changed all hates to love, beloved,
But she won't come 'cause she didn't love

She told me this is it, and it's not a bluff
I know her lies - she let's out a cough
Before she said it she made a laugh
'Now she won't come  'cause she didn't love. 

I looked out the highway getting to resolve
I recall last year this road was involved
Said that the moment's curved in her heart as she drove
She said never will she forget this grove
Now she won't come 'cause she didn't love. 

Dew drops dried and garden looked mauve
Roses with their colour yet feels suave
Love, care in multitude all on her behove
Winter gone out of sight, yes it really have
Lying on floor my gifted worthless furry gloves
She will come no more 'cause she did not love. 

My world cries along with mourning dove
She left for good in the never ending love
Every wound can heal all the ones she thinks of
But no! Not me for she disposed me off
She'll feel and come? To go with me to cove?
A foolish thought and I'll get her rid off
'Cause she won't come and never could she love. 

But could she?......
When promises are broken and you painfully know it by heart that she has gone forever. You keep saying it loudly and over again, if you somehow are proven wrong.


S. A. Marshal
29.05.2020
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