Despite my painting skills and the passion ,
Upon which my fate rests .
They have rejected me in a regular fashion !
It's life with its horrible tests .
I will redraw borders and the world map !
My motherland will no longer put up with crap !
The mountains in summer are beautiful
It's pleasing to see the clouds racing
The breeze which brings the news of rain
The countless stars you count to sleep
The moon with the blanket of darkness
The rosy dawn which wakes you up
The rivers which gush and the calm sea
The cycle of seasons with their charm
The fruits which fall from trees seasonally
Beautiful people in every color and shade
Every culture with its own language
The laws we discover in nature with time
Mathematics with its eternal cold truths
Our blue dot lost in the vast universe
The universe is truly beautiful
And more so , God is beautiful
We need evilness
Or else the world would bore us
Learn to admire it
Che is still alive
In the hearts of poor people
As he died for them
We talk of love
And end up with cliches
A disease we cannot get rid of
Or some familiar phrase
Why do we even write?
A blank page conveys more
I can see from foresight
We can't write evermore
Dance in ecstasy and delight.
Forget what's right, be a little crazy.
Free your senses and free the mind.
Never be confined nor fear consequences.
It's your own way , so have your say.
Pray or dance the night away .
Ta da .
Sleep is the brother of death
We die everyday ,wake up the next day
Death doesn't have the strength
To really make us go away
Recalling past memories
Its dark, here l go
Ever since being expelled from Eden
We look and long for our lost home
We descended to this strange place
See, our soul is not of this world
Hence the emptiness we feel now and then
We will scatter as beads
We will swirl and lose ourselves
As HE unveils himself
We will forget the beauty of paradise
And the wrath of hell with its agony
We went through death and resurrection
To finally see our beloved
This world is a rotten carcass, its seekers are dogs
Infact, worse than dogs as dogs love their master
But you forgot God in the love of a fleeting illusion
So God has left you wandering in the mire of nihilism
Every atheist is deaf dumb and blind, worse than a donkey
He mistakes his state of confusion for enlightenment
So let the arrogant people celebrate worldy progress
It will all be leveled to dust, as every civilization before
You people will destroy yourselves with your own hand
You asked for liberty and independence
You were born free to choose as you want
The world shackled you with its mere presence
You made your base desires your commandant
Was this world created without any purpose?
This life is deceptive, it will end in a day
You need to look beyond the mere surface
Follow God, don't stray from the right way
I can't even look or decide
This tunnel ride
**** for a wedding cake and a dead bride
It befits l leave empty handed
But with my deeds to the grave
The sunset is here with its warmth
Leave my gravestone, let me sleep
Perhaps, indeed, l will wake up one day
Not for you but to meet God finally
A knot prophesied
Whosoever unties me
Would conquer Asia
Split the knot with his bare sword
And so it came true
Sultan Fatih came
And lo, Rome perished
The pen is the sword
Nukes are nothing compared to
Our quick fragile mind
Describe God to me ?
If we could understand God
He would not be God
We are history
Written by the hand of time
Once we ruled the world
Our present state is shameful
We will rise again
Aim their guns at kids
Batter unarmed civilians
Drag out families
Nothing but the truth
Adults with mid life crisis
Oldies stuck in past
It is all lost now
No point looking here and there
Forget it , move on
Why am I so lost ?
In an endless fog of doubt.
Reach and hear me out.
Wake up , stop dreaming
They have taken your castle
They will behead you
"I'm the truth" echoed
Mansur effaced his ownself
He was crucified
Mansur Al Hallaj was crucified for saying " I am the truth", ie proclaiming divinity. Later on, it was said : he had forgotten his own identity in the remembrance of God
Down with Communism !
Away with capitalism !
We don't care anymore.
Terrorism is fine
When one has nothing to lose
You bombed them to dust
Leave your enemies to me. I will bless them in this world and make them forget my remembrance. They will live as cattle. Deaf, dumb and blind. What's their life but a fading illusion ? They will be forced to a narrow path, a meaningless existence.
Paper soldiers defend a dissipating symbol
Reality is inclosing in with every little quake
Some take cyanide, others head for a pistol
Their sins any retribution can't unmake
I would waterboard you, break every single bone in your body.
RIP apart your flesh, cook it and feed it dogs.
Your parents would be tied to a chair and see you getting tortured.
I would shove a giant cactus up your mums ****.
Your smelly stinky ***** Jewish dad would be ***** by 100 *******.
I would grap all of your family members by their big ugly Jewish nose and send them to Hell.
**** Jews , wish ****** didn't stop killing your people.
****** is my ideal, I wish l can continue what he left unfinished oneday.
**** Israel and all jews living in the world.
Everyone who befriends you is as bad as the next jew and doesn't deserve to live on earth.
What's the use of doing anything whilst you are approaching death, if not today, then tomorrow ? And why shouldn't we celebrate death and cry over birth ? Why should l not put an end to the universe if l could, to get to where it's heading anyways ?
To each "why", we can only respond with silence. Everything else, science, religion and philosophy can take a seat. It's not for mankind to contend with its wretched fate. So fold yourself and submit in infinite resignation. We are in face with the void we can never fill or forget. The reality of our unreality.
I sat on a chair.
But fell as l didn't care.
Placed my face on the seat.
Felt the moisture and heat .
I hurled it across the room.
Beat it with a wooden broom .
Paced and ran circles around.
Felt dizzy and fell on the ground.
"I lie all the time"
Should l include this one too
Won't that make it true
The world has been caught in a storm .
Since antiquity and forever.
As old cultures merge and new form.
Each claims to be lofty and clever.
There's a way out of this confusion.
Transcend your world and it's history.
Any firm understanding is an illusion.
Life is absurd and a mystery.
Look in the fridge for coke and ice.
A plate of fish slice should suffice.
And two bowls of brown cooked rice.
Eat unhealthy and ignore all advice.
My privilege of feeling like a total loser. A waste of space. A soul crushing, liberating privilege. Once you realize you are up to no good, that you will amount to nothing in life, you can't help but come into terms with your nothingness. A little before other people who have a lot to lose.
What will happen
To the love between two people
When they both die
Will it simply disappear
Or linger on
Above their graves
In their bones
As they decay
Will it guide their souls
Back to each other
Will it merge them
As one soul in love with itself
You are mentally ill
Do as you will
Society laughs at your state
Accept your fate
It's a **** show out there
Take good care
Nothing here, nothing there. What a farce !
And we who are lost in being and becoming
We who cannot sit under a Banyan tree
Nor be crucified as we expect the world's end
It's tiring to cry over the death of God
Let's not bother to visit his grave ever again
"This world is a carcass, it's seekers are dogs"
Then Dog l am, without any shame and deceit
These fools who want to create a new world
They haven't learnt from the mistake of God
I welcome everything with my arms missing
As long as it strikes the world and leaves man stumbling
Nobody wins and nobody loses.
As everyone dies in the end.
Life is a form of non existence.
As before birth and after death.
People hold on to life with hope.
In the mosques and churches.
In the temples and synagogues.
Some take drugs, others drink to death.
Some have careers, others are carefree.
Some ignore it, others philosophize.
How eagerly we avoid despair.
Yet life is nothing short of a tradegy.
It's all okay in a way.
My body is the flute of God
My soul his song, one in unity
I'm his son, his bride, his friend, his beloved
Infact, he's me and l am him
This universe is an illusion, he alone exists
Everything begins and ends in him
He is himself the lover and the beloved
The first, the last, the manifest, the hidden
You left this earth suddenly
Was it drugs or fate ?
He revels in festivity.
He loves evil and creativity.
The pleasure of eternal damnation.
To live life with condemnation.
The acceptance of one's own nature .
To take life for a misadventure.
She sold her beauty on a bed.
She would stare and hold herself.
Her breath was warm and red.
Her room had mirrors and a shelf.
Why did l ever mend my clothes with fine stitches
My unpatched shirt spoke with its buttons untucked
My life it held with its warmth over my body against the night
And my eyes could barely see a blue sunshine, was it me ?
Sunrise to sunset.
I miss every lonely star.
They are far yet close.
A time will come, truth will become strange
Glad tidings to the strangers
Who travel and remain unfixed to anything They will hastily flee to God
This world is temporary and bound to perish
We love the one who is ever-living
Don't leave us alone
We have forsaken the world for you
As we sit, stand and sleep
We remember you and forget ourselves
Color us in your color
It's hard to not fall in love with you
We have lived freely
Our lives are meaningful now
Rome cannot **** us