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Weaved with your Heart

True are those you weave with your heart
Whether they be words or relations

One does not die when his body dies
One dies when his heart is dead

My wish is to see the beautiful hearts
And listen to the stories that changed them

My heart not being a beautiful one
Atleast could keep their stories in mine

I Wonder, what is the secret of the soul?
How it feels the belief we have?

Is life a relationship of body and soul?
Is death an end to this relationship?

Who would answer me these things?
Life! We experience with every passing moment

Death is just one and unknown
So, weave the truth in your heart

Nourish the soul with Words of God
Only His words are absolute

Don’t measure the world with what you have
Measure yourself as per the deeds you have done

Your hands have come empty and would go empty
Be remembered as a prayer in someone’s heart

Life is priceless and a blessing
But will still leave us dead one day

What will remain to be remebered?
That, what you weaved with your heart





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Let the Rain Fall…

Let the rain drops touch my face
I crave to see from where they come

Purest and kindest in the nature
Let them seep deep in my heart
Dousing the flames of jealousy
Bringing back the peace of soul

Let the rain fall! Let the rain fall!
Let it kiss the leaves of the garden
Let it wine the day in it’s melos
Let it trance me to become amnesiac
Let me live this moment with the drops
Let the rain touch my soul

I wish to be petals of a flower
Welcoming the rain to travel the curl
Dropping it delicately down on soil
To exude deep beyong the roots
Laving the counciousness to be pristine
Let the rain fall! Let the rain fall!

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Remembrance

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There are peace and calmness in your loneliness
when you remember Him and you know
He remembers you back
above these heavens

You ask and He provides
most gracious, most merciful
your heart longs for the tears
realizing your existence

you walk, He provides a way
you rest, He provides a place
you call, He responds
you say, He listens

I love my loneliness
because it is my relationship with Him
my aching heart find peace
in his Remembrance

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COMPLAIN

COMPLAIN

When I meet the beautiful hearts
I complained the one inside me
Where you have lost your beauty?
A reply came to me
Deep in the world, amongst your desires
You betrayed your eyes
And lost your real sight
I used to beat requesting you
Don’t go too far behind them
Soon, they will blind you
And will make you deaf
I needed love
You gave me greed
For today you complain to me
You unveiled me before the world
And veiled me from remembering the God
I cried in the nights
When you used to dream
Dreaming the world and its lies
Go and ask the mirror
Where you used to beautifying yourself
But ruining mine
You exposed me to ugliness
And today expecting beauty from me
Go and complain to your worldly desires
For they are still ruining my beauty
They still won’t listen you
For they have in their genes, to deceive you
But there is always someone waiting for you
Your Lord, the most gracious and the most merciful
Only He is there to give my beauty back
You complained me, but for long time
I had a complain against you