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Sonnet of Human

I am but a human who's got no name,
Simply alive in the land of liberty,
I am but a human who talks no lame,
Simply communicates with utter serenity,
I am but a human who despises harming,
No matter what some books command,
I am but a human who loves not blaming,
No matter how much my peers demand,
I am but a human who lives not in history,
Simply breathes in the now and here,
I am but a human who's curious in mystery,
And loves to investigate forged with questionnaire,
I am but a human teeming with awareness beyond all race and clans,
I am but a human whose religion is liberty and god the humans.
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Self and Society (The Sonnet)

I and you are not two but one,
The space in-between is an illusion.
The air you breathe is also in me,
Then why hang on to separation!
Where there is dark ignorance,
There festers delusion most foul.
Once you give in to such atrocity,
Society breaks out in painful howl.
Self and society are one whole being,
That's how we make a humane world.
But if this is none of your concern,
You are but a bug with conscience curled.
Fabric of society is everyone's business.
It's time we breathe life into humaneness.
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Published on September 21, 2020 13:42 Tags: advaita, humanism, ignorance, nondual-philosophy, nonduality, oneness, prejudice, racism, social-responsibility, sonnet

I'm No Poet (The Sonnet) | Handcrafted Humanity

I thought I could bear the title poet,
But as it turns out, I cannot.
I can barely bear the title of scientist,
Let alone adding another next to it.
Each title feels like a burden herculean,
My heart cannot function with such burden.
If I am to create works of life and wholeness,
I must be free from titles, sane and insane.
My ideas are not born of mere thought,
If they were, there wouldn't be any torment.
My work comes from a land beyond labels,
A place deeper than thought can penetrate.
So you may call me whatever you like.
In my mind, I am but a nameless light.
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One Life, One Idea (The Sonnet) | Handcrafted Humanity

One life, one idea, one duty – love.
One body, one being, one vision – amity.
One heart, one sight, one sentiment – care.
One mind, one kind, one community – humanity.
One pen, one ink, one paper – awareness.
One hive, one height, one light – assimilation.
One kite, one compass, one flight – unity.
One sail, one sea, one ship - self-correction.
One gospel, one goal, one gamble – collectivity.
One cult, one core, one culture – unification.
One church, one mosque, one temple – nonduality.
One road, one reason, one reality – nondifferentiation.
Take the mind beyond the bind to see the world anew.
A world united comes to life when walls turn dust in you.
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The God Sonnet | Honor He Wrote

I gave you the tablets at Sinai,
I drove your chariot at Kurukshetra.
I gave you the ayats word by word,
I woke up Siddhartha 'n the carpenter.
No matter the time, age 'n technology,
I always rise to treat the common cold.
Amidst a world full of sore coldness,
I only need ten vessels absurdly bold.
I have nothing to do with perfection,
Far from it, I've got plenty to improve.
With each new vessel my sight broadens,
With each identity my existence renewed.
Keeper am I of this terrestrial neighborhood.
I am your innermost fire of god and good.
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Combine without Condescension (The Sonnet) | Bulldozer on Duty

When all combine without condescension,
We shall witness God’s face.
Then we shall realize beyond all doubt,
God has never been a person but a state.
A state of mind where division disappears,
That is what godliness means.
A state of sight where separation withers,
That is what holiness means.
This state is beyond beliefs and doctrines,
It is the sacred valley of life beyond life.
There is no life so long as we are divided,
Life united is life brought to life.
There is no God, only heart nonsectarian.
In that heart, You, I, the Father, the Son, all are one.
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Holy Trinity (The Sonnet) | Amantes Assemble

Civilization is founded on 3 pillars,
Conscience, courage and compassion.
Without these three there is no society,
Only a prehistoric mockery of civilization.
When all three come together, lo and behold,
Here rises the holy trinity – the holy trident!
You can use it to plough the land of creation,
Or abuse it to devour the divisions most obstinate.
Wasting precious lifeforce chanting like a parrot,
Do not go chasing fiction out in the wilderness.
Wipe the rust off your heart that causes all the drag,
And you my friend, shall be the incorruptible trident.
However, in reality, there are no three, but only one.
The spirit of love and oneness is beyond time and form.
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Home is a people, not a place | Her Insan Ailem

Home is a people, not a place. Move to a different city, and anyone from your hometown will feel like family. Move to a different country, and the very sight of someone from your native country will make you emotional. Move to space, and the very sight of earth will wreak tears of joy.

We keep bickering over trivial things like race, religion, gender, sexuality, status and so on, because even in this day and age we still take human life for granted. Ask an astronaut, and they’ll tell you, whether they can find any trace of those prehistoric barriers from up there in space.
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Chrismadan (The Sonnet) | Armor of The World

What happens when two ancient cultures come together!
They create a spectacular specimen called dervish advaitin.
When mistletoe and menorrah combine, heart shines brighter,
Beyond belief ‘n disbelief, there’s a land most enlightening.

Keep your outdated sectarian identities to yourself,
I am Jewistian, Hinduslim, or simply Human Universal.
Be the next civilized step of humankind’s evolution,
Not just another savage vessel of mistakes ancestral.

Revitalized by Ramadan, humanized by Christmas,
Let’s celebrate Chrismadan, as well as Hanukkawali.
Instead of carrying on as second-hand savages,
Habibi come, let us start living with humanity!

When all religions combine, a modern human is born.
Without integration there is no dawn, just endless mourn.
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Hometown Human Sonnet (Polyglots have more fun) | Vande Vasudhaivam

Everybody loves Rumi,
I learnt his tongue,
So I could pick up where he left off.
Better than basking in borrowed light,
Is to be an original light to the world.

Everybody yells, viva la libertad,
I learnt el idioma, so I could
humanize the paradigm of revolution.
Everybody loves Indus valley diversity,
Annitiki munde anni shaashtralu nerchkunnanu,
So I’m never out of spice for my humanitarianism.

Everybody loves boasting about their culture,
I spent years making all the cultures my own.
Thus my strength was amplified a thousand folds,
My sight expanded beyond all norms of vision known.

Polyglots have more fun – there is no question.
When science, poetry and polyglottery come together,
That’s the beginning of a paradigm bending revolution.
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