Insatiable Sohail, 24 grudnia 2013
She comes to my life
As a rising sun,
And removes the darkness of loneliness
By her lively sweet presence.
She,herself,is a touchstone
That solely serves -
To advance an honest mind.
She is so simple,naive and jovial
Who bears an innocent mind
That really cares the heart.
She has aesthetic urge like me
To know the absolute truth
In a decent way.
My insatiable soul intermittently try
To seek and discover only her.
I cherish eternity within her
Pure and eternal hope
All shining ,peaceful and calm.
Meeting with her
A salutary experience for me.
I want to cherish her in a place
That salient person only deserves.
Insatiable Sohail, 22 maja 2013
I want someone to understand what I really feel inside
I want to fall in love with an innocent mind
Who’ll unravel the mystery of my own universe.
And make my life more meaningful, simple and peaceful.
She'll be a brook in my heart that babbles incessantly.
We'll be the inseparable inhabitants of the same sphere.
I’ll bask myself in her shining smile.
That will always play in her innocent smiling face.
Her searching glance will find out my agonized looks
And she’ll be a light in my thoughts.
Her every malleable touch will take off
My formal beliefs full of superstition
And make my mind receptive
That cordially accepts every little positive change.
Insatiable Sohail, 8 maja 2013
My mind is cloudy
Sad and melancholy
Intolerably unbearable pain
That haunts within me.
I want to share it to you
As a thirsty man drink.
Words fail to capture
The inner feelings of my heart.
My state of mind
An abyss of sadness.
Every beat of my heart
Tortures me incessantly.
My pain is roaring like a thunderstorm
But none can hear it.
None can see my crying
Falling down on my cheek.
That splashes over my mind.
The crying of the sky
Can arouse the inner feeling
That every heart translate in their own way .
Then why none can understand
The language of my pain ?
Is it a wilful negligence of others
Or the inability of my cloudy mind ?
Insatiable Sohail, 2 maja 2013
Love is all-pervasive
It’s a web of lovers and beloved.
Love is a purely concentrated attention.
That evolves far-reaching love-enchanted eye.
Love is an intuition
Naturally inherent in man.
It is love that breeds love
It is love that breeds hatred as a mischievous violent passion.
It is love that tenderly softens the heartless heart
Through re-awakening compunction.
To love and be wise is impossible at the same time
As love results in loss of life,wisdom, and riches
If it is done in an unbalanced narrowly-viewed way.
As the story of Paris and Helen bears testimony of it.
What is love ?
Do the so-called lovers nowadays really know it ?
Who are tightly caught up
In a web of lies and deception
Who exaggeratedly use the flowery language of love
To satisfy their evil purpose.
Without really knowing and indentifying them.
It is nothing but the aberrant behavior of their hollowness.
So love in a checked and balanced way
That assures progress and prosperity in life.
For it is a sacred thing
No one has the right to make it polluted.
Insatiable Sohail, 25 kwietnia 2013
I search for the achievement
For a truly living identity
That will open the gate
Between Creator and me.
Find nature the best one.
I search for the first hand knowledge
That will inculcate in me the sense of duty.
And will arouse my sense of empathy.
Being a naive entity that'll never hurt me.
Find nature the incomparable one.
I search for the supreme institution
For moulding the superb personalities and enrichment of life
That will help to establish a friendly rapport
Between Creator and me.
Find nature the unique one.
Nature
A silent caring one -cares us always
Shares her speech, her feelings.
Thus, it unravels the mystery of the universe.
Insatiable Sohail, 17 kwietnia 2013
Everyday
I ask myself
What’ll I’ve to do to be a true man ?
I ask myself
Why my life is for ?
Is it for wasting in a world full of war ?
I don’t understand
When somebody needs somebody
Why don’t we give a helping hand ?
Why don’t we possess a tender heart ?
Why can’t we feel the feelings of others ?
Why do we kill others when we can’t assure them help ?
Why, why we’re all the same ?
Why do we always pass the blame ?
Why, why does it never end ?
Is there something we’ve missed ?
Why we can’t just be friends ?
Why,why ?
Insatiable Sohail, 15 kwietnia 2013
Everyone thinks of changing the world
Without the least thinking of changing thyself
Forgetting that they are the sole ingredients
That constitutes the society,the world.
Kick the superstitious conventional system of your society
Make a rebellion against it,and start it first from yourself.
As you,one of the ingredients, are the maker of society
And the torch-bearer of a new concept .
Purify your ideology to gain purity
Relieve it from confusion,hypocrisy, and machination.
To make the world a habitable habitation
For all of us and for the next generation.
So, you everyone change yourself first
Thinking it your first and foremost duty
To change the world in a postive way.
Consequently,the world will be a better place to live in.
Insatiable Sohail, 6 kwietnia 2013
She was my maiden hope and happiness
Unknown to this world.
Whose celestial presence
Engulfed my whole being.
Richness of her beauty
Touched my pure heart fully.
Her exquisite inexplicable love
Relieved the burden
Of shame and anguish.
A charm of softness -
Played around her mouth
And beamed out of her eyes.
A crimson flush
Glowing on her cheek
That had long so pale.
Radiant and tender smile
Gushed from the very heart of womanhood.
And she is my only beloved
Still alive and will be.
Through my endless ways of thought.
Insatiable Sohail, 22 marca 2013
It's an unintelligible tale
Still kept murmuring...
It is either nothing or everything
But it is not simply something.
It estranges me from rest of the world
And makes me a restless watchful person
To keep in touch with truth.
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