A pain of thorn
Oh, God I could feel the pain of thorn
I am at aghast to know how it could be worn.
The wounds all over and body completely torn
Was this the only thing when God father sent the baby to be born?
Anarchy, disbelief, injustice and torture prevailed
Fanatics ruled and religious practice curtailed
No safety for disciples and complete blockade
No hymns, no prayers and all congregations forbade
Was there any necessity for almighty to take birth on land?
Why did earth illuminate and bell rang on arrival with the bands?
Was it right signal for the mass to take a heave a sigh of relief?
Some divine soul was to take birth to strengthen their belief
How much we caused a pain and anguish?
We were hell bent upon for their life to be finished
We did not see kindness and love for mankind
On the contrary we ignored the teachings as blind
Thousands of years later still I feel the same pain of wound
I cry over each place when touch and find
Why cruel treatment was meted out when you were very kind?
Why all appeals felled on deaf ears and were rescinded?
Certainly they would have been most feared animals
Who would have definitely resented the divine spirit’s arrival?
Hell might have been let loose and terror unleashed
The earth might have turned red with lots of bloodshed
You bled all along but did not flee
You were for them an inspiration like big tree
You wanted to see whole world happy and free
Many still preferred to be blinded and refused to see
What have you left behind us as golden heritage?
Beautiful life to be lead happily in each stage
No room for complaints of any kind from true disciples
Simple ideals neatly woven and based on principles
Not a single word against wrong doers and torturers?
“God forbid them from doing it and turn into believers”
They are all human and forgive them for what they are doing
Spare them for completing their sins and prove later on something
I understand no logic behind
It is forget and forgive of natural kind
No one reacts to the bad things in bad way
This is what we have been taught to keep away
Tears drops from my eyes as I try to memorize
Endless sufferings perpetrated and organized
How could you endure such a pain smilingly?
Here we are not prepared even to share happiness willingly?
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May bleed with pain
My heart may bleed with pain
To find out the worth of being human with gain
It’s utility on earth and leading of as an entity
To be remembered or hated as personal quality
The ensuing festival has touched heart with grief
Millions of people are attached with strong belief
Has that really brought the kindness with brotherhood?
Do we ever wipe out the tears from the people of neighborhood?
If answer is yes, then we have achieved what father really wanted
His sacrifice is not in vain as the so many years were spent on being haunted
What did they get in turn for perpetuating inhuman treatment?
Did our father O, Lord utter a word or preferred to lament?
I weep when see the tearful eyes with a message
You waged a relentless love war throughout the age
You suffered so much for us to be called a non believer
You only wanted to be sufferer and our pain reliever
“They will what they are doing and for whom”?
“What do they know and what ideas they groom?
This was your message even when descended with gloom
Today even we do not know exactly by sitting in the room
How could you bear such cruelty on your body?
Was there no pity in their heart or thought by anybody?
Did they know what they were doing and for what cause?
Could they not stop it for while or observe a pause?
There was no one to take you to safety
You were subjected to torture and cruelty
Oh, how long you endured pain and lay flat
Still you loved till last and did not spate
All those events make me very sad
I still see those watery eyes and feel what you had
It might have been very crucial days
When you were forbidden preaching ways
I feel hurt when sharp thorn strikes
I look helplessly with pain at skies
I plead for help with anguish
How could you bear all poking till they finished?
You stood for universal brotherhood and mankind
I feel very much hurt when some one is very unkind
I remember each word vividly and memorize
Each soul on earth is committed to oblige
We could never have been one as we are today
We may be celebrating it with fun fare on auspicious day
If single word I could adopt and prove
It will be worth to be called a good move
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All of sudden
All of sudden whole sky got illuminated
It was wonder and no one new how it got originated
It has got relevance with the happening on earth
It was definitely a good sign to be linked with divine birth
Whenever this phenomenon occurred something was bound to happen
It was not to be just coincidence but new chapter was going to open
May be it was arrival of pure soul to take the refuge on lovely land
For the help of those depressed and deprived to strengthen the hands
All religion books are full of tales and speak of large volumes
It is totally unbelievable to have taken place in vacuum
Only pure soul with divine power might have witnessed such scene
It was to be rarest of rare that might have been observed and seen
“I shall visit the disciples when they are in need” verses read
You may find me among them at suitable time and lead
It is holy belief that hangs on very thin thread
You need to put trust, have faith and plead
It is how we have come to link the divine phenomena
It is totally unbelievable and unknown arena
It is reality and got to be believed with complete faith
Why do we remember almighty at the time of only death?
Just flash of lights in the sky for a moment is indication of bad omen too
Some bad may happen and believed by many is also equally true
It may so happen that some one might have been taken to heaven
Such miracles don’t happen often or witnessed even
It is generally believed to be rare occasion
The things to be laughed out simply is out of question
Such things happen once in a blue moon
All of sudden dark clouds rush in the sky in day light or noon
Whenever evil forces has taken over the helm of affairs or exceeded
The God has taken birth to hear the prayers from devotees and acceded
It may not be altogether true but it has happened at several places
The sufferings have been removed and brought the happiness on faces
Let us not undo the teachings of the divine power
It may cool your body as is felt in rainy shower
It has all the qualities to make you feel happy and grant the peace
Life is so lovely and to be spent completely at ease
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Part of His design
Thousands come into life and perish
Life is not taken note of and finished
Garden boom with lots of flowers
Different and beautiful color but at the end lower
Each soul is destined for better or worse
Some may enjoy full and same may spent with remorse
No one has understood the great theory of almighty Lord
“Do your work and forget” reiterates the golden words
Every object is real reflection and part of his design
We only have to surrender and mutely resign
We may not know the secret blessings behind
We need to look towards sky and try to find
Individual may have sufferings and different stories to tell
Not all may be blessed with an doing very well
Some may remain well to do without any hard struggle
Others may go down with agony and pain as if living in hell
You may meet thousands of strangers
Not a single soul you may find without any anger
He will have something to complain of
Life may prove always rough and tough
It is inevitable death and birth cycle
All holy books speak same including Bible
We have to pass through the acid test and ordeal
We won’t know it unless it is faced in real
Let us not feel it as burden
Life can not be ended all of sudden
It may be some times odds and sometimes even
We must strengthen the belief and not weaken
We are messenger of God
There should be no heavy load
If you take it as pure and humble mission
There won’t be any necessity for guilt admission
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God, Please Hear
God please hear my strongest appeal
I must quit this world in sense and actual
I feel discontented and resentful in real
As this is inner conscious urge and call
I don’t feel comfortable with people
Even though I am alright and capable
Beautiful land with all the resources at disposal
I always enjoy melody on cuckoo’s arrival
I find in her voice religious input and chanting
All hymns and prayers automatically compose and start emanating
That makes me not to go to any other place to hear
Your voice is heard there choked with pain to bear
You may be lamenting overall trend in general
People may not hesitate to kill and stage a funeral
Life has just become a curse and pawn in somebody’s hand
We can’t make out who is arch rival or reliable friend
Deception and treachery has formed the basic principles
Long queues are seen at religious place to become disciples
It not for offering prayers or helping the poor and needy
But to help the influential to accumulate more and become greedy
It has become ritual to pass on everything
Blame the luck, almighty and do nothing
I feel like to cry and weep with the tears
How far shall I stay here to witness and bear?
I don’t want to run away in fact
But I can’t be party to such acts
I have no power to rise in rebellion and react
As they are powerful enough to exert and assert
I enjoy the life with complete freedom
But in fact strangulate me and joy is seldom
“You must vacate the place” chides the wisdom
No use to say on land even if given a kingdom
Guide me with some discourses to stay
Keep me near with spirit and not push away
Neither shall I have courage to end holy mission
Nor to carry on with guilty conscious admission
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I Become Restless
O, lord why do I become restless
Why do I turn pale on my face?
I was staunch believer and truly followed
Why was I stopped and not allowed?
I bow down before you to find only tears
I forget my pain and think how you could bear?
All tortures and pain kept unto self
All wounds and scares given by the wolves
You uttered no words from mouth
Swore no reprisals and considered it not worth
Gave away only blessings for what they were doing
There was no use for convincing and wooing
Lord, I see the visible pain
Your eyes speak it with worries main
You are tired and tied in chain
All your persuasions not gone still in vain
I feel pain of each and every wound
Your pardon to ignorant seems very sound
Such exemplary feet is no where found?
I find anarchy and disbelief everywhere and all around
I have no guts to ask for any reprieve
I have missed all opportunities and deceived
How do I come to you for total forgiveness?
What moral courage do I have to see you and face?
I feel and weep from deep inside
I have come near to you to confide
I have taken vow with simple thought to decide
I shall lye low and never attempt to ride
How could I avail all luxury and feel happy?
You could easily make them happy and merry
You were like ocean and carried full sympathy
You were special messenger from almighty
My heart goes down with full grief
I can only meet eyes for very brief
As I know it will be a real test
I shall not stand good even if try very best
I want to touch your feet and only cry
I don’t want to go into reasons and ask why
It may not render all what I want as an answer
It will be done only when rain may hit my body with shower
I shall pick little calmness from divine touch
As everything has betrayed me as such
I shall stand to gain from hollow sky
I will look at it with opens eyes and try
Let me wash your feet with my sincere tears
I wish to see those eyes and passionately hear
You will murmur only one word
With that love I shall come out and look forward
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Love Devoid of Pain
What would have been love devoid of pain?
One of the loveliest features remain main
Who doesn't want divine feeling?
When all acts are performed gracefully and willing
There is divine touch
You feel it nice and like very much
Love has been the beautiful flower from heaven
You may feel it is here on earth even
Though it has been defined as pure lust
With the advent of age it is essential and must
What has been described it in general?
A simple medium for meeting bodily or in oral
It is kind of simple and natural act
That comes with spring in fact
All flowers blossom in garden
Why some change can’t be expected then?
Some may purely see it as weakness
Fall in moral standard with gloom on face
Some may even take credit in cornering beautiful girls
It may be seen as only interest in dresses, body and pearls
It has been felt both the ways
It is good to remain together and not going away
Life can be in complete with the absence of any
The loss of this joy may be repented later by many
It is wonderful stage and comes to all
Even birds and animals make it as memorable call
We are human being and sensitive too
We must understand, celebrate and go through
Let us not malign as it stands in our eye
You can have high dreams to fly high
Make it habit of attaining with love and respect
Then only we will be able to term it as noble act
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For being foolish
I am smiling at you for being foolish
Life has just started and not yet finished
You have been showered with all the blessings
Nothing is taken off or left with missing
I am creator of universe and still helpless
You have picked nothing good and have made mess
I wanted to see you all with smiling faces
But you all have forgotten it in mad race
I love you as kind human being
I have not clipped your wings
You are free to act as noble and honest
Who stops you from performing best?
I feel pain at your rude behavior
You have forgotten your creator
You do not believe in existence of your savior
You live in fool’s paradise and act as warrior
You can be brought down on earth
You can be compelled to embrace death
You can be made nobody at any time
You are committing unpardonable crimes
I still forgive you for being indifferent
Your folly is seen and is very apparent
You act as if you are totally different
One day you may have to feel sorry and repent
You will not find favorable wind
You will be denied access and kindness
You will be pain in same coin as you sow
You will be given raw treatment if you don’t vow
You are given all the freedom to act
In human life you should know all the facts
Act wise and have faith in goodly things
You may then deserve good for something
I keep on smiling on helpless situation
I have given you strength for its evaluation
Why I keep on be on their side with blessings?
So they should loose the trail of tracing
I want you all to confine within limits
The refuge on earth is temporary with no permanent seat
No one should remain under wrong illusion
There should not be even slight confusion
You are building castles and palaces
They won’t be left with any traces
They will disappear as pack of cards
So think of good life and be on watch or guard
I love to be on your side from time to time
It becomes difficult for me to rescue you sometimes
Nevertheless you have all the amnesty for some error
Only you need to see self in the mirror
You lead a life that is expected from you
It does not belong to you and it’s very true
You may stay here for a while and go away
Try to see reason through and have peaceful way
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The Holy Cross That Jesus Bore …
The Holy Cross set mankind free
From mortal sins of every kind,
When Jesus died upon this tree,
And paid price with His precious blood!
The flaying and abuses hurled
Left gashes deep upon His back,
With burning pain, no man can bear,
And yet, our living God does care!
And every time that Jesus fell
Reminds the weight of mankind’s sins
Became more than, He could carry,
Trudging His way to Calvary!
The nails we drove into His Hands
Were sins that God for man forbade;
Excruciating pain, they caused
As bones were broken with blood-spurt!
The crown of thorns were sins of mine
Like jealousy, ego and pride,
And vanity of kings futile,
That pierced His scalp and drew out blood!
Those desperate moments of Christ
As ebbing life and untold pain
Upon Him seized, were caused by sins
That we repeatedly commit.
Each dropp of bloody sweat that fell
From brow of head of Jesus Christ,
As shock and pain engulfed His mind
That witnessed ruthlessness of men!
The words of wisdom, Jesus spoke
Despite His sorrow-afilled heart
Are exemplary and so strange
Revealing love of God boundless.
The Holy Cross has set us free
From punishments for sins truly;
Repent, we must for each folly,
And enter Heaven’s life jolly!
Forgive us Lord for sins galore;
That we commit so stupidly,
Although we know that You detest
And fail so many times Your test.
O God of love and rod so stern!
We thank You for sending Your Son,
Who saved us all from fire of hell
‘Spare us, O Lord; Spare thy people! ’
Copyright by Dr John Celes 3-20-2009
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Forgive me Oh, almighty
My heart is filled with grief and pain
Tears rush in eyes for something to explain
The voice is choked as eyes refuse to believe
I just stay in silence for pain to relieve
I feel part of some heavenly body
This place has not been put by anybody
It is heavenly and appeals all to become noble
Serve the poor, pray the almighty and never crumble
Here is place where life was sacrificed
For sacred principles and upholding values as promised
Holiest of holy land from where prophet preached
Spread the message with utmost faith and searched
With first sight it generates divine feeling
Person may offer everything as willing
From a distance I have developed an emotional link
Something runs in veins when I pray and think
It is my first routine in the morning
Pray with joint hands and ask for condoning
For all mistakes and evil work done in day time
With open heart and clear mind to forgive as no crime
I am unable to hold more when face is covered with tears
It speaks of something which is difficult to bear
How could people be that disrespectful to the holy soul?
When disciples voluntarily gave up life for noble call
I could realize now why are we called mean animals?
Why we end up in tragedies with quick dismissals?
Why we face all consequences of bad nature
Yet don’t forget to inflict injury for others
I only know about the great sacrifice
The holy stand taken and laying down of life for promises
It makes me to cry and wish in all my humbleness
Oh God, grant me such strength and shine on face
It gives me enough of feeling from inner space to do worthwhile
To extend sincere wishes to all Muslim brethrens to think for while
The ideals and principles for which the traditional values are held
Be united in resolve and strength else the fate is going to be sealed
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A pride moment
I may die soon and not survive
The new born may arrive
It is something new and you got to believe
I am in pain but it may relieve
Something is taking shape
It has not resulted out of rape
You are real party and creator
My savior and life mentor
It is boom in desert
It is out come of our lovely concert
It is not result of any act of flirt
It is delicate peace and not dirt
I shall give birth to a baby
I am happy but look shabby
The stage is set and ready
Some may on day may address you as daddy
It not ordinary and insignificant
The place was for long vacant
We both wanted some change
We were approaching the age
We had lot of patience
It was never ending tolerance
We waited it to happen for many years
The first cry may please our ears
The wonderful thing is taking place
The real happiness is seen on face
It is divine gift to have come for us
We have finally got into bus
It may end my years long quench
The water may delight the soldier in trench
This is unique feeling and real happiness
It is coming in the way to remove loneliness
It is in His hand to bring any soul on earth
The life may end with the arrival of death
We fully know the gravity of situation
We pray for for long life and its continuation
The body may bear shape out of my flash
The baby may look nice and fresh
It will be really surprising and joyful
We should only pray and remain hopeful
Few more months and wait will be over
It will be still anxiety however
How knows what can happen at last hour?
All possible care is taken and thought over
It may be really a desert rose
We hope to end it soon and suppose
It is coming at right moment
I feel there is some inside movement
I can feel some change
I still have to carefully manage
The long journey must be comfortable and easy
Though everybody seems to be occupied and busy
Final count down is started with little pain
I feel enormous joy with so much gain
It will be golden occasion to celebrate
I am not in position to stand and state
I shall attain motherhood
There will be joy in neighborhood
It is proudest moment to be enjoyed
Everybody is happy and overjoyed
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Biggest gain
Did you not see the pain behind?
Happiness and peace nowhere to find
Only rising waves to meet the silence shore
What else did you see or found more?
Did you not see my inviting eyes?
So many questions to ask for why’s
Always eager to receive peace signals
Some comforts to feel upon its arrivals
I keep face smiling so you do not mind
Upheaval in mind still to reflect very kind
Complete Camouflage to find those beautiful tears
Does not come out but intolerably bears
You find me naughty just for a second
It tells you something for arrival of wind
Feel little warmth if no hidden pain
I shall consider it life’s biggest gain
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Pain Pain by cedrick dennis
Pain Pain over here pain over there Pain in my heart pain in my soul Pain in my mind Pain in my skin pain in my bones Pain being caused left and right Pain being caused till the heart bleeds red Pain being caused till the skin and bone rip Pain being caused till you break into tears Pain at school Pain at home Pain in my head, pain in my heart Pain in my mind, pain in my soul Pain happening in my sleep Pain happening in my thoughts Pain happening when I’m alone Pain happening in the shower, in my room, in my bed, in my house where I’m all alone Pain happening every hour, every minute, every second of my life Pain caused by anger and hate Pain caused by hurt Pain caused by greed Pain caused by sorrow and depression Pain caused by grief and confusion Pain caused by your family and friends Pain caused by the world Pain caused by people you love Pain driving me crazy Causing me to take pills till it fills up my veins I go to sleep never to wake up and see that light The light that will end my pain for good
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Pain Has Never Left
For an Eternity I’ve felt anger
For a lifetime I’ve felt Pain
I feel pain for the little girl in me that had to grow up before her time
I feel pain for the teenager that never got the chance to have friends to lime
I feel pain for the young woman who everyone used trickery and deceit on
I feel pain for the adult who gave her hold life and soul to carry her baby
I feel pain for the adult who had her baby too early and prayed for him to survive
I feel pain for the woman who watched her son fight to stay with her
I feel pain for the woman who never got to hold him and tell him everything was going to be ok
I feel pain for the soul who watched her son died without doing anything to help him
Today I still feel a stifling pain
Towards the people who should have protected me and did not
I feel pain for the lashes life dealt me
I feel pain for the friends that used me, hurt me both body and soul
I feel pain for the child, girl, woman who could not bring herself to hate anyone
I feel pain, and even after every painful event in my life I could still pray and forgive
I feel pain all over, a pain that may never leave my life
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Correctly understood
If I have correctly understood the contents
It deserves no prayers and comments
It is complete in full sense with all answers
Its essence will be accepted by only fewer
I read and reread the holy book
I have no reason to believe it is fluke
The message has got its weight
Only it is to be understood in context and very right
Some of the messages do not appeal
All kind of confusion persists and prevails
I see no one around to clear the doubts
I go deep and very deep with “ifs” and “buts”
Lord, I have no place to go and plead
I see in your merciful eyes and try to read
You are in pain and anguish
Yet love for mankind is not finished
Where from that love and tolerance comes?
Why do you accept everybody and welcome?
All perpetuators and wrong does get easy reprieve
You have same eye with affection even if they deceive
I hear bells from the distance
It enlightens me with no disturbance
How much peace and comfort with your presence?
I sincerely bow down and fold my hands at once
I close the eyes and slip in memory to feel
You were undergoing pain and anguish still
We are still not true to your word and message
You keep generous eyes for our clear passage
I see smile with tears on your face
You are amused and troubled at mad race
You are unsure of what we have understood
Whether we will do anything if at all good
What does the soul try to search?
Why good words fall on deaf ears even if you preach?
Holy words are not meant to be taught?
The sprit strengthens on which lines to be fought
At point of given time, you will be forced to commit
All venom to come out from heart and vomit
The suicidal tendencies my try to come on fore
But the merciful eyes may not allow it therefore
You have gone off the right track
You have no resolve to repay it back
Where has He asked anything in return?
Still you do not find trust with words in turn?
You do not wait for words to be known
Your action and conduct may become well-known
You may get whatever you want for selfless service
This is clear message and assured with the promise
“I shall serve the destitute and poor”
“I shall not differntiate the wrong doer”
“All are my children and reside in heart”
“Chant the hymns and lead the happy life from the start”
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Simple Race
In morning and in evening I pray
Earnestly fall to his feet to show the way
If at all I am doing anything wrong
Virtually with tears and in religious songs
It is the only way to feel guilty
As we are called children of almighty
We are made by him from simple clay
He is the only one to show us with comfortable stay
We are human being and may err
It is neither folly on our part nor error
But a gamble that every individual takes
In quest for obtaining sweet cake
Sin or no sin yet it is great load
Some of the secrets are not to be sold
They are confessed before almighty
With pure heart to regret and feel sorry
He is there with kind heart
To forgive all our sins for new start
We got to assure him of good conduct
This is known to all with simple fact
I shall stay wherever I am
Nothing should bother me or them
He is merciful and our savior
No one is superior or no one is inferior
Let us live as single entity
Prove your worth with nobility
No one takes you for granted
You lead the life as you wanted
Curse or no curse it is your concern
But forget soon when tides turn
Go before him and confess
Life is to be moved on as simple race
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Graced by almighty
It was unique night for me to spend with anxiety
It was first time that I was graced by almighty
I was long time that I was expecting arrival of baby
I did experience it today as it might have been felt by man
I could feel uncontrollable eagerness and so much joy within
She had gained extra weight in body even though she was lean and thin
She never regretted carrying it over for quite number of months
She counted each day and prayed God not to offer unpleasant death
As the pregnancy carry risk of so many things hence feared
It is God’s blessings and do pay off even after so much labored
If He is wishing to grace the arrival nothing can happen
But hardly there are any chances of occurring it even
I was pacing feet with lots of prayers
It was the only way to act as conveyers
It is belief that God listens to the earnest desire
I did the same with heart felt prayers and hoped happily to retire
I had no time to observe the nature outside
Even though the night was dark and covered very wide
I could not pick the signal of quite and calmness
She too was eager to witness the new face
The sound of air was gently heard
The nest too was quite with no noise of birds
I silently heart the increasing pain from wife
As if she was going to be operated upon with surgical knife
I missed number of beats in sequence
It was puzzling me about her inside presence
She was undergoing tremendous pain
Even though she was offered comfortable space to lie in
Life was never to be same again for us as couple
One more entry will be marked by ending the status of double
We may be now added with crying baby
We won’t now afford to remain inactive or lazy
The pain was felt by me outside as some movement was heard
I had worry about her and something bad was almost feared
All of sudden cry broke all my thought chain for a while
I had gone extra miles in my dreamy world in different style
I heard a calm and quite call
There was only little cry and quietness overall
The little one had arrived by giving signal on scene
The face lines let loose the tension and go away never to be seen
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Love & Pain as one! !
Were do I begin... I've been hurt outta love &
I think it's funny how love brings so much pain.
The pain of being lied to, the pain of the jealousy
taken over, & the pain of your body shutting down
because your finally given up, only to find out that the
pain's just begun.
You think it's bad now but just wait, it only gets worse.
I start to feel weaker as though my life's being sucked
outta my body. I wanna give up but cant cause I'm in love.
Love is a cruel thing, it makes you do things that you
normally wouldn't.
Yeah love might be cruel but it's also beautiful. Without love
I wouldn't know what pain really was. It's made
me experience a new part of life that I didn't know
exsisted. I'm in love & in pain, but I'm in pain cause
I'm in love. Love & pain is one of the same.
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Forgive me girls, I am a man!
When she was born,
I saw her first in the bed of a hospital,
She was crying,
Her pinkish lips were trembling,
Her blue eyes were shinning with tear,
It seemed to me that,
She was trying to say something like,
'Help me out of here,
This ugly hell, I don't want to be here'
She is my little sister.
My most affectionate,
My loveliest sweet sister.
Since her birth, it has been a long time,
Nineteen years of loves,
My sweet sister has been grown up,
All that We tried to keep her away,
Away from all the nasty things.
But after nineteen years,
I am in the hospital bed again.
Beside my little sister.
Her lips are trembling,
her eyes are shinning tear,
I feel she is Uttering the words,
'Help me out of here,
This ugly hell, I don't want to be here'
Today, my sister is fighting,
fighting to survive in this earth.
Her lovely face has been burnt out,
I cannot look at her.
Her painful shout shut down my feelings,
Turn out my love and affections.
This is not a story of my sister,
This is a story of thousands of sisters,
Thousands of lovely daughters.
They are being the victim of homicidal acid burn,
They are being the victim of homicidal fire burn.
Cause they have refused the proposal of love,
They Have denied to pay dowry more.
Cause our instinct drive us,
To play such a cruel game,
We are out of mind to take revenge.
Our manliness turn us beast.
We forget that we born in their womb,
We forget that we are human being.
King of all living being.
I have no words to describe myself,
But sometimes I feel ashamed,
That I am a man, like those beast,
I have also manliness,
I have also the instinct.
Forgive me sister,
Forgive me daughter,
Forgive me mother,
Forgive me girls,
I am a man with a beast inside me.
poem by Kafil Uddin Raihan.
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In Rise She Enjoyes
Why at all she needs to be explained
Her dignity and honor is all the time maintained
Not even god fathers but god even preferred her womb
Her fingers move with kindness instead of comb
She is not a simple sex figure
Sister, teacher or mother in that matter
A birth place and holy divine valley
A true friend and kind alley
Mother is an end of world
You get peace when reach her fold
Not even a word needs to be told
Her name and fame is everywhere sold
Everybody has praised her
You be worry free when she is near
Child needs not think of fear
She is there to bear
We all rejoice and enjoy
Her company with heavenly joy
She is dominating and unequal
In rise she enjoy and feel sad when we fall
What has to gain passing through ordeal?
Unbearable pain and lots of worries in real
I hope no soul passes such strain and stress
Yet there is no single worry line on her face
I shall devote thousand births to her service
Touch her feet and offer whatever possible in promises
I shall love to be her dearest son or daughter
Where she forgets everything and runs after
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Defend other mothers
Oh, dear angel and my only daughter
You may be cursing me as your most hated mother
But dear daughter I was left with no other
Your birth pushed me in dark with lot more to bother
No mother on earth may leave the child behind
For someone else to see and find
What a shame on her to be unkind!
Yet in large interest she has to turn blind
Don't you think today I was reasonable?
When took decision amidst lots of troubles
Everybody was against your arrival in this world
It was unnatural on my part to develop cold
I know how painful it may be to miss on mother's day
When all beautiful mothers are on their way
To see and meet their beloved sons and daughters
I am only one crying behind curtain and closing the shutters
Dear daughter, you could have not seen this bright day
You are alive because I took fateful decision to keep you away
Which mother will think of leaving baby in desert place?
Where wolves are ready to pounce upon pry and eat the flash
You are never forgotten and it may never happen so
Only thing I am not permitted to open old chapter and go
The social walls are difficult to scale and escape
Since I was mercilessly assaulted and subjected to rape
Life for me is no less than hell
Nothing is going on as per wish or turning well
Think of living hell and you will forgive
I have nothing more to give
You be blessed and stay wherever you are
I shall never be able to return as gone very far
Your lovely face comes before my fading eyes
I turn head down, feel guilty and shy off
Not a day is passing off without your name
My angel, you are in my memory and mind frame
You always hang there and remind me of cowardice
That as mother I failed in each promises
I am woman too and have some limitations
It is not only bond by flash and blood relations
But attached with beautiful moments
Now they have turned against me to resent
Why all curses are meant for woman?
Why not some of portion goes to the erring man?
Why error only counted as human and not forgiven
Today I am victim of circumstances and forcefully driven
I want to express my deep anguish but no sorrow
As you have bright future and shining tomorrow
You may come forward and defend other mothers
Share their pain and agony and offer the solder
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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