Abhijit Naskar's Blog - Posts Tagged "sufi-poetry"
To Seduce You With Looks (The Sonnet)
I haven't come to seduce you with looks,
I have come to overwhelm you with love.
I haven't come to break your door by force,
I’ve come to charm it open with my mind’s touch.
I haven't come to bring you worldly riches,
But to offer you the garland of my heart.
I haven't come to usher you with complements,
I’ve come to celebrate you, tearing myself apart.
I haven't come to count the benefits of bond,
I’ve come to make you lose count of your wounds.
I haven't come to feel butterflies in my stomach,
But to fight the world, helping you break all rules.
Let me burn to ashes time and time again,
So I may remove the shadows from your life's lane.
I have come to overwhelm you with love.
I haven't come to break your door by force,
I’ve come to charm it open with my mind’s touch.
I haven't come to bring you worldly riches,
But to offer you the garland of my heart.
I haven't come to usher you with complements,
I’ve come to celebrate you, tearing myself apart.
I haven't come to count the benefits of bond,
I’ve come to make you lose count of your wounds.
I haven't come to feel butterflies in my stomach,
But to fight the world, helping you break all rules.
Let me burn to ashes time and time again,
So I may remove the shadows from your life's lane.
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.
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.
Muslim Not Terrorist (The Sonnet) | Handcrafted Humanity
I am a Muslim, not a terrorist,
Just like not all whites are neonazi.
To hate, being an animal is enough,
Love is a sign of sapience and sanity.
Nobody is infidel to me,
For my faith is that of oneness.
Disbelief doesn't make one a kafir,
Only kafir is one without kindness.
No matter what we call water,
It quenches everybody's thirst equally.
I accept all religions to be true and equal,
For what matters is our common humanity.
I have but one message, love over all hatred.
Without love nobody's human, no matter our faith.
Just like not all whites are neonazi.
To hate, being an animal is enough,
Love is a sign of sapience and sanity.
Nobody is infidel to me,
For my faith is that of oneness.
Disbelief doesn't make one a kafir,
Only kafir is one without kindness.
No matter what we call water,
It quenches everybody's thirst equally.
I accept all religions to be true and equal,
For what matters is our common humanity.
I have but one message, love over all hatred.
Without love nobody's human, no matter our faith.
Loveburnt (The Sonnet) | Handcrafted Humanity
Jungle creatures look beautiful,
When they are in a habitat that's natural.
The human mind is beautiful when,
Mind and muhabbet are indistinguishable.
Don’t go about looking for your phone,
To google the meaning of muhabbet.
It's just a term for the timeless force of love,
The force at the core of all civilized sentience.
You can't force love, all you can do is,
Be vulnerable and reach out despite your insecurity.
Whether the person of your heart responds back,
Is not in your hands, but a matter of cosmic serendipity.
You may burn in the inferno of hate and fear all you want.
Bearing all snowstorm I stand unbent, ready to be loveburnt.
When they are in a habitat that's natural.
The human mind is beautiful when,
Mind and muhabbet are indistinguishable.
Don’t go about looking for your phone,
To google the meaning of muhabbet.
It's just a term for the timeless force of love,
The force at the core of all civilized sentience.
You can't force love, all you can do is,
Be vulnerable and reach out despite your insecurity.
Whether the person of your heart responds back,
Is not in your hands, but a matter of cosmic serendipity.
You may burn in the inferno of hate and fear all you want.
Bearing all snowstorm I stand unbent, ready to be loveburnt.
Sensible Love Sonnet | Making Britain Civilized
A heart measurable is no heart at all,
For a heart that expands not, is dead.
Love sensible is no love at all,
Love that makes sense is love of the dead.
Raise your head, reach out with heart,
And the whole world will fall at your feet.
Better senseless in love than loveless in logic,
Heartiness is no forte of the intellectual elite.
It is far better to fall in love and suffer,
Than to spend your life as a farmer awaiting rain.
Scars of love are not scars but the elixir of life,
Life without such suffering is a life gone in vain.
Regret not that you suffer in love, regret if you don't.
I'd give up all my brains for a moment of love's angst.
For a heart that expands not, is dead.
Love sensible is no love at all,
Love that makes sense is love of the dead.
Raise your head, reach out with heart,
And the whole world will fall at your feet.
Better senseless in love than loveless in logic,
Heartiness is no forte of the intellectual elite.
It is far better to fall in love and suffer,
Than to spend your life as a farmer awaiting rain.
Scars of love are not scars but the elixir of life,
Life without such suffering is a life gone in vain.
Regret not that you suffer in love, regret if you don't.
I'd give up all my brains for a moment of love's angst.
Love Logic Intention (The Drunken Sonnet) | Honor He Wrote
Love that keeps you sober is no love,
There is no soldier only drunken lover.
A thousand dazzling Vegas turn bleak,
When the soul shines with love’s labor.
For once, let go of all judgment my friend,
Wipe out all cynicism from your core.
Close your eyes and look with your heart,
Either we are lovers or at death’s door.
Nutty logic makes nice machines,
Nutty love makes a good society.
Scars of love add definition to life,
Tears of a lover are diamonds of divinity.
Right world is the result of right intention.
If you want light, burn, burn ‘n burn again.
There is no soldier only drunken lover.
A thousand dazzling Vegas turn bleak,
When the soul shines with love’s labor.
For once, let go of all judgment my friend,
Wipe out all cynicism from your core.
Close your eyes and look with your heart,
Either we are lovers or at death’s door.
Nutty logic makes nice machines,
Nutty love makes a good society.
Scars of love add definition to life,
Tears of a lover are diamonds of divinity.
Right world is the result of right intention.
If you want light, burn, burn ‘n burn again.
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.
Love Liberty Bondage (The Sonnet) | The Gentalist
Love is liberty, love is bondage,
This won’t make sense to an egotist.
Love is liberty when unselfish,
Bondage when selfish.
To be bold yet gentle and unselfish,
That is the whole of love eternal.
Whom you love, you’ll die to protect,
To die for love is to be immortal.
Mere reading love stories means nothing,
Become a radical new story of love ever told.
Love is degradation as well as salvation,
When unselfish we rise, when selfish we fall.
A drop of lover’s sweat outdivines barrels of holy water.
Only love is divine, rest are lesser echoes from days afar.
This won’t make sense to an egotist.
Love is liberty when unselfish,
Bondage when selfish.
To be bold yet gentle and unselfish,
That is the whole of love eternal.
Whom you love, you’ll die to protect,
To die for love is to be immortal.
Mere reading love stories means nothing,
Become a radical new story of love ever told.
Love is degradation as well as salvation,
When unselfish we rise, when selfish we fall.
A drop of lover’s sweat outdivines barrels of holy water.
Only love is divine, rest are lesser echoes from days afar.
Peygamber Undercover (Sonnet of Accountability) | Sermon of Sustainability
Everywhere I look, there’s apocalypse!
Everywhere I look, there’s inhumanity!
We have slept like a log long enough!
It’s time for the human to embody humanity!
Still if you ask out of fear and insecurity,
What can you one person do to bring change!
Mark my words, if you are really determined,
You could part the ocean with sheer intent.
You have the power to turn this ailing world,
Into a world of laughter and loveliness.
The question is, are you a responsible human,
Or just another crummy vessel of recklessness?
Whatever the trouble may be, you are the answer.
In this difficult time, you are peygamber undercover.
“Yeni Peygamber (Sorumluluk Şiiri)
Her yerde hayvan!
Her yerde kıyamet!
Yeter ceset gibi uyumak!
İnsan insan olmalı, zaman geldi!
Yine de eğer sen bana sorarsan,
Tek başına ne yapabilirsin!
Gerçekten istiyorsan, tek başına,
Dünyaya insanlığı öğretebilirsin.
Eğer istersen, tek başına, insanların,
Ağlamayı gülümsemeye dönüştürebilirsin.
Asıl soru, sen sorumlu bir insan mısın,
Yoksa insan görünümlü bir hayvan mısın?
Uyan kardeşim, her hayvanlığa cevap sensin.
Bu zor zamanda dünyanın yeni peygamber sensin.”
Everywhere I look, there’s inhumanity!
We have slept like a log long enough!
It’s time for the human to embody humanity!
Still if you ask out of fear and insecurity,
What can you one person do to bring change!
Mark my words, if you are really determined,
You could part the ocean with sheer intent.
You have the power to turn this ailing world,
Into a world of laughter and loveliness.
The question is, are you a responsible human,
Or just another crummy vessel of recklessness?
Whatever the trouble may be, you are the answer.
In this difficult time, you are peygamber undercover.
“Yeni Peygamber (Sorumluluk Şiiri)
Her yerde hayvan!
Her yerde kıyamet!
Yeter ceset gibi uyumak!
İnsan insan olmalı, zaman geldi!
Yine de eğer sen bana sorarsan,
Tek başına ne yapabilirsin!
Gerçekten istiyorsan, tek başına,
Dünyaya insanlığı öğretebilirsin.
Eğer istersen, tek başına, insanların,
Ağlamayı gülümsemeye dönüştürebilirsin.
Asıl soru, sen sorumlu bir insan mısın,
Yoksa insan görünümlü bir hayvan mısın?
Uyan kardeşim, her hayvanlığa cevap sensin.
Bu zor zamanda dünyanın yeni peygamber sensin.”
Love, Latitude, Longitude (The Sonnet) | Sermon of Sustainability
Love knows no latitude,
Love knows no longitude.
Love only knows to be,
Annihilated in servitude.
Love knows no aptitude,
Love knows no sanctitude.
Love only knows to give,
And wind up a destitute.
A destitute lover is wealthier,
Than a loveless billionaire.
Prison of gold is still a prison,
Our own greed makes us prisoner.
Eyes off the gold and hands on the heart!
Thus we shall wipe out all the world’s dirt.
Love knows no longitude.
Love only knows to be,
Annihilated in servitude.
Love knows no aptitude,
Love knows no sanctitude.
Love only knows to give,
And wind up a destitute.
A destitute lover is wealthier,
Than a loveless billionaire.
Prison of gold is still a prison,
Our own greed makes us prisoner.
Eyes off the gold and hands on the heart!
Thus we shall wipe out all the world’s dirt.
