mystified conscious
sacred music enchanting
the divine love found
~
rotating bare feet
in the light of the oil lamps
world matters no more
~
calling the maula
the steps taken in a trance
fearing love sustains
~
limbs tremble in awe
a meeting of soul with love
gilded door of bliss
~
constant feet moving
hands raised revering Allah
the whole being blazes
.
*For Carpe Diem # 261 Dervish Dream. Inspired writing from Dervish Dream by Karunesh.
down the road she went
with a letter in her hand,
summoning the post master,
she told him of her predicament-
he who was gone to war
had not returned back,
what had appeared was a sheet
smeared with a blood like seal,
she who could not read a single word
plead before the kind gentleman
to tell her what it contained,
~
the bespectacled man read carefully
and told her, her son was well,
that was what the letter said
while he faced away from her,
he handed back to her the sheet
and confirmed that her son was fine,
he had reached his final abode,
away, safe from war and hunger,
~
she shrieks, cries, wails, screams,
clutching the collar of his shirt,
and befell on her knees,
praying for who was never to return,
he supported her up and
they looked at each other,
waiting for the other one to
break that ominous silence
but it remained all still
while the sun dipped into the sea,
leaving behind a trace of red tinge.
Allegory of Ambition by Franz Wagner
a love ambition
turning to an obsession
sees no boundaries
~
riding pegasus
striving to capture his lust
his blind ambition
~
death follows behind
lethal ambition for her
a god-sent angel
~
mars’ warrior son
ready to kill and be killed
an ill ambition
* For Carpe Diem # 242 Ambition.
A different way of seeing yourself… Seeing yourself in a different light- it would definitely show you the inner-most feelings that you’re trying to hide even from yourself. You may not even identify the person you really are. And that is the path where we all fail in loving ourselves- the true ourselves.
I had heard a long time back,
In the days of childhood,
The story of a swamp deer,
Who adored his lovely antlers,
Sitting atop his head.
This was the personality of his,
He really really adored,
But couldn’t see his flexible legs,
Because they were ugly.
He had a false perception of himself,
Which just covered his beauty,
He could no more see his real power,
The power that his legs beheld.
Once going through the forest by the lake,
Admiring the shadow of his lovely antlers,
The swamp deer heard the loud call,
Of the vicious predator wolves.
The voice came from nearby,
And the deer knew this time is so wry,
He started to run away from the voice,
But till then the wolves had got his trail,
And now were now behind their prey.
The swamp deer started running away,
And soon it seemed he had lost the wolves,
All thanks to his long flexible legs,
That gave him the power of running so well.
The swamp deer took a deep breath of relief,
But still in order to save himself,
Made an incentive to hide in the long bushes.
As he entered the bushes, everything went loose,
For his beautiful antlers got stuck in the bushes.
He tried, struggled to get them free,
But there was nothing he could do.
All his struggles were in vain,
And all of a sudden again came the howl.
It seemed as if the prey has been found again,
The swamp deer tried to get himself free,
He struggled even more and more,
And now even cursed God for his beautiful antlers.
The rest of the story goes like as what you can imagine,
The legs at first saved the swamp deer,
But his beautiful antlers brought him death,
For he could not accept himself fully,
He couldn’t know his real power,
That resided in his legs.
Similar is the case of us all,
We get a perception, we love ourselves,
For the image we have of us in our minds,
But the powerful truth resides in our feelings,
Within us, hence, it is time for us to embrace “us”.
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