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Taz Din 2d
I wanna be in a deep silence
beyond the realm of known sentience
pondering when you slipped back
into your linear dimension with a heavy heart
feeling hurt, without bowing obsequiously
to my obscured one-way love,
an obsession that kept you strained,
an overzealous consequence.

Meanwhile, summer daylight shimmers,
the moonlit night turns nebulous.
And I am far from reaching and mending,
searching for cadence on a broken string.

Under intense scrutiny,
I dived into an unknown reality
a concept of duality, a philosophical oddity
in the fabric of quantum entanglement
crossing spacetime into the ethereal,
an ontological dimension under the concealment.

Maybe there, we will meet up as we meant to be
while spinning each of ours in reverse,
a theatrical display in the distance
set to unravel by third eye consciousness
our fifth-dimensional reality.


Taz Din
Toronto, July 16, 2025
I've been writing poems for over half a century as a therapeutic strategy during my difficult years. Here is one for the readers to enjoy.
Taz Din 2d
Ever wondered in serenity
beyond mind & body
a roving stardust
upstream swimming fast
through a portal and into
the realm of a unique you?

Ever probability as an insertion
into the maker's cauldron of creation,
engineered or an evolution?
It is the creator's play at will
rendered our biological marvel,
a quantum array of gluons, leptons,
quirks, and electrons
has its nuance moving along
the baryonic wave of turbulence.

Must we round-the-clock refuel
physiological demand to fulfill
while being alive and recycling that deem
our next-gen follow the same theme?
Are we to find 'why' on a one-way journey
or to discern the divinity's potency?

Yet we are to remain humble
for his dual role
one being his passion,
other is our submission
to know the true meaning
thru tagging, dragging, reciting, meditating
of our holographic reality forever in the making!

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Toronto, June 24, 2025
I've been writing poems for over half a century as a therapeutic strategy during my difficult years. Here is one for the readers to enjoy.
Taz Din 3d
Toiling daylong as the waning sun
winds down on the horizon,
readying the shift over to the crepuscule
waiting on the wing just beyond.

Heaven hears lonely earthlings below,
a feign whining, pleading in a wayward impulse
as the land runs low on game, wild berries,
or dates to eat, and trees for shade.

At the edge of a barren desert,
a dust storm shaped a tall, two-horned human
rushing down in a vortex at a distance,
portends the end is near on day ten,
or a harbinger heeding their pleas,
or maybe God, they had heard so much about.
  
The stranger, who landed, called himself Shaytan,
proclaimed sent by God, on a fact-finding mission,
to solve problems for the first generation
whom he calls "Mudball" under a thick veil of disdain,
and said he brought relief
to get out of their grief
if they followed a simple set of steps
on their own volition
But conditioned a forever commitment
or feel the pain of misery if broken.
Some yielded, but most agreed on an instant,   
Shaytan then rolled out a sheet with scrawl-on,
calls it the "Ten Proposals" and began reading
the verses to the earthlings
waiting around in anticipation.

Humbling and pleasant, a voice, he then carries on,
Dear Mudball, he begins, I intend to give you
a carefree, happy life on this land
until God takes you back to heaven.

Now hear me out, what it is all about;
I propose Stealing,
an essential for living,
limited resources decree
a hassle-free.

I propose Robbery.
A way to man up
and in a hurry.

I propose killing.
It establishes,
"if I can't have it,
then nobody can,"
an ethos for fulfilling.

I propose Kidnapping
cuz it requires fewer efforts
and make sure you gather
like-minded cohorts.

I propose overt/covert sexuality
It is a free natural feed
meets physical need,
and relieves mental lust
whenever you must
while rolling or lying
in the ground or the dust.

And the following endorsements
are for your skill enhancements;
Lying, Jealousy, Pride,
deception and greed
must-have skills, success guaranteed.

Among the above genetic functions,  
I must insist that deception,  
is one, and a most powerful skill
for the utmost survival, a la thrill.

Now disperse, enjoy your time
You have one life to gain fame   
through the proposed traits
we all love to tame
It is genetically embedded
and no need to feel shame.

The "mudball", insofar, turned
into Shaytan's favourite disciples,
while leading the race in venality.
But God's chosen among the rest,
falling behind in the race in virtuosity.

We unmask Adam's descendants like the days
after Iblis's arrival, humanity's weakest link,
the evildoers, now at the helm, lead the world
as promised by Shaytan to the first generation Mudball,
are propped up into a cheerful, lustful, and devoid of ruh,
a pure soul, humanity's mark, warping since
we've been co-inhabiting in stark contrast.

Today, Shaytan's verses are stronger yet,
gaining the upper hand,
and left us out loud besecheeing
for the imminent arrival of
Imam Mehdi or the Second Coming,
a chosen one for us,
a God-fearing or a God-loving
bipedal human being
for the sake of humanity.


Taz Din
Toronto, July 27, 2025
(I've been writing poems for over a quarter of a century as a therapeutic strategy in my difficult years. Here is one for the readers to enjoy.)

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