Myanmar’s Rohingya.

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O’ people of Rohingya,
You’re the fallen heroes;
You’re like those tiny seeds
That will grow.
The tables will turn,
No more will the ashes burn,
So strengthen your faith,
If they want they can hate.
Fear them not;
They will be caught,
In the court of the greatest,
Under the light of the fairest.
So be like a knight,
Do not give up but fight,
Fight till you die,
Your place will be in Jannah so high.
Humanity is asleep,
Looking at them don’t you weep?
Wake-up kingdom of the blind,
Think from your heart and not mind.
Embrace them with your open arms;
Don’t you want to share your flowering farms?
So let not the blood spill,
Let them not be killed.
O’ People of Rohingya,
Do not let the hope slide,
Hold on to it tight,
For you’re in our hearts,
Even if your soul departs.

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Illusion of false reality.

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Along the worldly attachments,
With hearts so black,
Difficult it becomes to bring life on track
Sadly it’s the faith we lack.

If only here-after was our goal
We would have the purest of soul
Life would be better & whole

But what takes us away,
Do we realize?
It’s our paradise we jeopardize

Don’t we have limited time ?
So who do you think
Would answer for our crimes?

Like an ordinary man
We’ll be buried under the ground
We won’t hear anything nor a sound
Only darkness would hound

Wont it be nice to wake-up from a dream
Face reality because in it lies a gleam.
Knowing the unseen, we’d only scream

The attachment of this life is a lie
We’d only hurt ourselves & cry.

An invisible bond.

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There are things I can’t describe,
But you should know
Without you I won’t survive
I’d die
And this isn’t a lie
I can’t imagine you saying goodbye
I’ll be good; I promise I’ll try
Imagining you gone makes me cry
My life would be like an autumn leaf
So dry
This is a test I know
But I still question why?
I want to be under your shade
I am not ready to fly
This world is cruel
And the sky is up high
I know you have been broken
And I am sorry because I did pry
But I want to let you know
You’ll always be in my heart
Even after death do us apart…

…in the rose garden

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In the garden of roses
Caught by the sight of pure bliss
I saw her watering life
And asked myself
Was I in paradise?

The color of her skin
like the jewels that one would commit a sin
And so I wanted to win
Her heart like a Hero
In movies & films

But to be honest
I preferred watching her from far
Somewhat I was petrified to break open
The pieces of my heart in a jar
Because I still had some visible scars

Even then I wanted to talk
I wasn’t someone who’d stalk
She had the key to my heart’s lock
But my mind was in a state of block

Couldn’t think except her smile
I haven’t felt anything like this in a while
It looked like over was my trial
Her number was in my phone book
But I never had the courage to dial

So should I step forward?
Or take a step backwards
Because it’s my heart that hurts

Couldn’t figure out why
The pain made me laugh & not cry
These are my feelings, it’s no lie

In the garden of roses
Caught by the sight of pure bliss
It was her that I wanted to kiss…

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Home…

Painting never fails to surprise me no matter how many times i do it. Each stroke of brush is special and each time i paint its magical. Its a great way to relax the inner chaos and give your mind a rest from  everyday hustle & bustle.. So here i have painted a place i called home ie United Arab emirates,Dubai.

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A Painters dream

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I was captured in a portrait
Painted by you
With colors of life
That you gave me through

They looked at me with there deceitful eyes
But they couldn’t hear my screaming cries

Incomplete, yet you hung me on top
If only you could hear, please stop

The paint brushes were dry
I saw my master cry

The agitating lines on his forehead
And the silence in the room, so sad

I stared at him until dawn
Every night he’d sing a song

I wondered who she was
What was the reason and the cause

Of the difference in his smile
It looked like he’d walked a thousand miles

The melody called for someone
But every night it was none

Just our company
Canvas , paintbrushes & me

Perhaps I was your emotion
Your rage; your frustration

But i felt delighted
Seeing your focus heightened

After all I was captured in a portrait
When your hands shivered in love & hatred

I wanted to be by your side
I don’t want you to hide

By your hands I was painted
In time i was created

So pick up your brush and paint me again
Believe me you’ll lose all that’s insane

Because i am your passion
Without me you wont find satisfaction.

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Picture credit: no rights with me, randomly googled.