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Honor He Wrote Sonnet 22
You don't know love, till you've known heartbreak,
You won't know sight, till you've known blindness.
You don't know courage, till you've felt helpless,
You won't know light, till you've been in darkness.
Darkest clouds herald the brightest sunshine,
Direst circumstances make the bravest of character.
Heavier the rainfall, more breathtaking the rainbow,
Steeper the hill to climb, sweeter the summit vista.
Once your back is against the wall, only way is through,
You won't know integrity, till you are left in pieces.
Lose all identity, only then you'll know to be human,
You won't know wholeness, till you've felt nothingness.
More ominous the night, more spectacular the daybreak.
Till we're wiped out for a purpose, there’s no upliftment.
You won't know sight, till you've known blindness.
You don't know courage, till you've felt helpless,
You won't know light, till you've been in darkness.
Darkest clouds herald the brightest sunshine,
Direst circumstances make the bravest of character.
Heavier the rainfall, more breathtaking the rainbow,
Steeper the hill to climb, sweeter the summit vista.
Once your back is against the wall, only way is through,
You won't know integrity, till you are left in pieces.
Lose all identity, only then you'll know to be human,
You won't know wholeness, till you've felt nothingness.
More ominous the night, more spectacular the daybreak.
Till we're wiped out for a purpose, there’s no upliftment.
Published on March 02, 2022 06:04
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book-of-poem, braveheart, character, character-building, courageous, heartbreak-poems, humanism, life-goals, life-lessons, life-poem, love-poem, love-poetry, perseverance, pursuit-of-dreams, resilience, sorrow, sufi-poetry, unconditional-love
Honor He Wrote Sonnet 20
The more you break me, the stronger I become.
The more you hate me, the gentler I become.
The more you mock me, the kinder I become.
The more you alienate me, the braver I become.
The more you betray me, the more I learn to trust.
The more you disappoint me, the more I feel electrified.
The more you take advantage, the more I learn to care.
The more you backstab me, the more I am energized.
The more you humiliate me, the more I gain humility.
The more you laugh at me, the more I learn to smile.
More you kick me around, more my spine is straightened.
The more you drag me down, the higher I end up flying.
Every bad behavior directed at me amplifies my power.
The broken humans of the world make the greatest healer.
The more you hate me, the gentler I become.
The more you mock me, the kinder I become.
The more you alienate me, the braver I become.
The more you betray me, the more I learn to trust.
The more you disappoint me, the more I feel electrified.
The more you take advantage, the more I learn to care.
The more you backstab me, the more I am energized.
The more you humiliate me, the more I gain humility.
The more you laugh at me, the more I learn to smile.
More you kick me around, more my spine is straightened.
The more you drag me down, the higher I end up flying.
Every bad behavior directed at me amplifies my power.
The broken humans of the world make the greatest healer.
Published on April 24, 2022 13:48
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Honor He Wrote Sonnet 47
Be the cactus, a proof of unsubmission,
And blossom amidst the fiercest environment.
In a world primed with the probability of hate,
Be love impossible and lift all lost in lament.
Aspire to expire for a cause uncausable,
And your heart will shine with light untamable.
When all go berserk for sect as bozos on booze,
Be the sectless sapiens and stand indivisible.
When all are possessed with the libido of liberty,
Be the first one standing, responsible ‘n righteous.
In a world founded on unfounded assumptions,
Be the first ink of understanding unpresumptuous.
Blockheads and blockhearts have only blocked amity.
It’s time to unblock, unfold and undivide our psyche.
And blossom amidst the fiercest environment.
In a world primed with the probability of hate,
Be love impossible and lift all lost in lament.
Aspire to expire for a cause uncausable,
And your heart will shine with light untamable.
When all go berserk for sect as bozos on booze,
Be the sectless sapiens and stand indivisible.
When all are possessed with the libido of liberty,
Be the first one standing, responsible ‘n righteous.
In a world founded on unfounded assumptions,
Be the first ink of understanding unpresumptuous.
Blockheads and blockhearts have only blocked amity.
It’s time to unblock, unfold and undivide our psyche.
Published on June 30, 2022 08:54
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accountability, ambition, bigotry, failure, humanist, humanitarian, life-poetry, naskar-sonnets, nonsectarian, nonsectarianism, oneness, perseverance, persistence, resilience
Clouds are but herald of sunshine | Amor Apocalypse
“Come, sit next to me.
As you will, so will be.
As long as you are next to me,
Even your silence is tranquility.
I know it hurts like the dickens!
Yet every wound delivers valiance.
At your every whim I am your servant.
But to every wound you are your treatment.
Your trouble is my trouble.
Be not disheartened if the world frowns.
Clouds are nothing but herald of sunshine.
Pain of today is tomorrow’s crown.
So I say, come, sit next to me.
As you will, so will be.”
“Gel, yanımda otur.
Nasıl istiyorsan, öyle olur.
İstemiyorsan konuşma, gerek yok.
Yanımdayken, sessizliğin bile sükundur.
Biliyorum, çok acıyor!
Biliyorum, bu dünya çok zalim!
Istiyorum ama soylemem – elimi tut!
Çünkü senin yaranın ilacı sadece sensin.
Senin derdin benim derdim.
Her dert insana cesaret veriyor.
Bulutlar güneş ışığının habercileridir.
Bugünün acısı yarın tacı oluyor.
Hadi gel, burada otur.
Nasıl istiyorsan, öyle olur.”
As you will, so will be.
As long as you are next to me,
Even your silence is tranquility.
I know it hurts like the dickens!
Yet every wound delivers valiance.
At your every whim I am your servant.
But to every wound you are your treatment.
Your trouble is my trouble.
Be not disheartened if the world frowns.
Clouds are nothing but herald of sunshine.
Pain of today is tomorrow’s crown.
So I say, come, sit next to me.
As you will, so will be.”
“Gel, yanımda otur.
Nasıl istiyorsan, öyle olur.
İstemiyorsan konuşma, gerek yok.
Yanımdayken, sessizliğin bile sükundur.
Biliyorum, çok acıyor!
Biliyorum, bu dünya çok zalim!
Istiyorum ama soylemem – elimi tut!
Çünkü senin yaranın ilacı sadece sensin.
Senin derdin benim derdim.
Her dert insana cesaret veriyor.
Bulutlar güneş ışığının habercileridir.
Bugünün acısı yarın tacı oluyor.
Hadi gel, burada otur.
Nasıl istiyorsan, öyle olur.”
Published on July 18, 2022 04:08
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Brave, Sound & Sane (The Sonnet) | Divane Dynamite
Brave is not the one who has no dark corners in their mind,
Brave is the one who is friends with their dark corners.
Courageous is not the one who never sheds a single tear,
Courageous is the one who draws strength from their tears.
A sound mind is not one that has no superstition,
A sound mind is one that has a grip over its superstition.
A sane mind is not one that does not believe in fiction,
A sane mind is one that knows good fiction from bad fiction.
Education is needed, but not mere education of the head,
What’s really needed is education of the whole being.
It is easy to fill the head with facts and figures,
Use a fact to lift the world, then you’re an educated being.
More than in head and body, we gotta grow up in heart.
A billion pounds of head is worthless, if there is no heart.
Brave is the one who is friends with their dark corners.
Courageous is not the one who never sheds a single tear,
Courageous is the one who draws strength from their tears.
A sound mind is not one that has no superstition,
A sound mind is one that has a grip over its superstition.
A sane mind is not one that does not believe in fiction,
A sane mind is one that knows good fiction from bad fiction.
Education is needed, but not mere education of the head,
What’s really needed is education of the whole being.
It is easy to fill the head with facts and figures,
Use a fact to lift the world, then you’re an educated being.
More than in head and body, we gotta grow up in heart.
A billion pounds of head is worthless, if there is no heart.
Published on October 14, 2022 11:31
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biases, braveheart, cognitive-psychology, courage, darkness, diversity-and-inclusion, diversity-poetry, educated, education, existentialism, human-behavior, human-rights, humanist, humanitarian-scientist, humanity, implicit-bias, life-lessons, life-poetry, mindfulness, neuropsychology, neuroscience, poet-with-most-sonnets, prejudice, psychology-poetry, rational-thinking, reasoning, resilience, science-and-ethics, secularism, self-regulation, social-justice, social-justice-poem, society, superstition, weakness
Sonnet 1143 | Vande Vasudhaivam
Give me some sunshine,
Give me some rain!
Why the hell am I asking you,
When I’m the steward of my own reign!
Ship of society is sinking,
O Young and Bold, now hail the helm!
Come to the rescue of those lost at sea,
To hell with the nonsense of shame and fame!
My religion is to rescue the fallen,
My creed to care for the persecuted.
Faith, reason, nation, I heed none,
Obliterated in love heart is illuminated.
Shedding all fears both ragged and posh,
Let’s go play in the courtyard of the cosmos!
Give me some rain!
Why the hell am I asking you,
When I’m the steward of my own reign!
Ship of society is sinking,
O Young and Bold, now hail the helm!
Come to the rescue of those lost at sea,
To hell with the nonsense of shame and fame!
My religion is to rescue the fallen,
My creed to care for the persecuted.
Faith, reason, nation, I heed none,
Obliterated in love heart is illuminated.
Shedding all fears both ragged and posh,
Let’s go play in the courtyard of the cosmos!
Published on May 20, 2023 04:29
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More Important Than Truth (The Sonnet) | The Pastor Who Never Was
In the beginning even I was,
Bedazzled by the concept of truth.
It took me some time to,
Step across the lure of truth.
That is when I realized that,
Every brain creates its own truth.
So we’d never achieve harmony,
With the heartless pursuit of truth.
Understanding the definition of truth,
May differ from person to person.
But the virtues of basic goodness,
Need no divisive interpretation.
Always place love first, truth second.
Humanity first, intelligence second!
Bedazzled by the concept of truth.
It took me some time to,
Step across the lure of truth.
That is when I realized that,
Every brain creates its own truth.
So we’d never achieve harmony,
With the heartless pursuit of truth.
Understanding the definition of truth,
May differ from person to person.
But the virtues of basic goodness,
Need no divisive interpretation.
Always place love first, truth second.
Humanity first, intelligence second!
Published on May 31, 2023 11:26
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achieve, agnostic, ambition, atheism, bigotry, bigots, braveheart, courage, courageous, curiosity, enlightenment, existentialism, freethiner, global-harmony, human-nature, human-rights, humanism, humanist, humanist-poet, humanitarian, humanitarian-crisis, ignorance, inclusion, insecurity, intellect, intelligence, knowledge, learning, life-lessons, life-poetry, life-purpose, motivation, nondualism, nonduality, oneness, onenss, peace-activist, peace-poetry, pearls-of-wisdom, pursuit-of-truth, rational-thinking, resilience, science, scientific-knowledge, scientist-poet, success, sufi-poet, sufi-wisdom, truth
Burn so bright that the sun gets fried! Abhijit Naskar | Dervis Vadisi: 100 Promissory Sonnets
Burn my friend, burn,
Burn so bright that
the sun gets fried!
Shine my friend, shine,
Shine so bright that
Rudolf goes blind!
Smile my friend, smile,
Smile so pure that
flowers shy away.
Love my friend, love,
Love so drunk that
Rumi himself lays the way.
Fly my friend, fly,
Fly so fearless that
Tagore himself honors you.
Live my friend, live,
Live so unchained that
time makes gospel of you.
Burn so bright that
the sun gets fried!
Shine my friend, shine,
Shine so bright that
Rudolf goes blind!
Smile my friend, smile,
Smile so pure that
flowers shy away.
Love my friend, love,
Love so drunk that
Rumi himself lays the way.
Fly my friend, fly,
Fly so fearless that
Tagore himself honors you.
Live my friend, live,
Live so unchained that
time makes gospel of you.
Published on April 19, 2024 12:30
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ambition, braveheart, discrimination, divine-love, fearless, gospel, hate-crime, humanist, inclusion, inspiring, intolerance, light-within, motivation, motivational, prejudice, racism, resilience, self-realization, self-reliance, sufi-poetry, sufism, superstition, truth
Homecoming Sonnet | Abhijit Naskar | World War Human: 100 New Earthling Sonnets
Salutations to all, today is my homecoming,
To dwell in grief is treachery on life.
I sought plenty escape in translations,
but true ointment lies in the soil of life.
So I return, shattering shackles of sorrow –
Reignite me oh life, resuscitate me unto duty!
I want no more to sob through the alleys of pity –
Sanctify me oh divine nature, with renewed tenacity.
Today I break all spell of ominous cowardice,
Today I vivify my veins as the volcanic vanguard!
I refuse to be castrated by pathetic redundancy,
Today I revive my vows as defender of the world!
To dwell in grief is treachery on life.
I sought plenty escape in translations,
but true ointment lies in the soil of life.
So I return, shattering shackles of sorrow –
Reignite me oh life, resuscitate me unto duty!
I want no more to sob through the alleys of pity –
Sanctify me oh divine nature, with renewed tenacity.
Today I break all spell of ominous cowardice,
Today I vivify my veins as the volcanic vanguard!
I refuse to be castrated by pathetic redundancy,
Today I revive my vows as defender of the world!
Published on July 21, 2024 12:03
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bereavement, grief, human-rights-activist, humanitarian, martyr, morale, peace-activist, reformer, resilience
Better a refugee than prisoner (Sonnet 1555) | Abhijit Naskar | World War Human: 100 New Earthling Sonnets
Eon upon eon I seek for a refuge,
Land upon land I receive but coldness.
Last I stand at your door exhausted,
Spare some warmth, for my heart freezes!
Stateless, cultless, I walk the planet.
Restless, sleepless, I live a dream.
Friendless, loveless, I brave the mission.
The being is dissolved for the beacon to beam.
Wield, I do, my conscience as compass.
Wear, I do, my backbone as battery.
Bouts of tragedy only amplifies my thunder,
Nature’s bare mockery makes miracle of me.
Borders are for hoarders, my home is the world.
Better a refugee to the sea than prisoner of the pond.
Land upon land I receive but coldness.
Last I stand at your door exhausted,
Spare some warmth, for my heart freezes!
Stateless, cultless, I walk the planet.
Restless, sleepless, I live a dream.
Friendless, loveless, I brave the mission.
The being is dissolved for the beacon to beam.
Wield, I do, my conscience as compass.
Wear, I do, my backbone as battery.
Bouts of tragedy only amplifies my thunder,
Nature’s bare mockery makes miracle of me.
Borders are for hoarders, my home is the world.
Better a refugee to the sea than prisoner of the pond.
Published on August 01, 2024 04:39
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advaita, altruism, borders, braveheart, conscience, courage, dictatorship, diversity, dreamer, freedom, freedom-fighter, global-citizen, human-race, human-rights-violation, humanitarianism, immigrant, inclusion, integrity, liberty, life-lessons, martyr, motivation, multiculturalism, nationalism, never-give-up, oneness, oppressed, oppression, peace-activist, persecution, refugee, refugee-crisis, refugees, resilience, sacrifice, selfless, service-of-humanity, social-work, tragedy, world-citizen, world-is-family


