My Resonance 2

In love,
there is no loss
rather being loved is indebted

when embrace the purest essence
if you are not worthy though.

In love,
there light pervades,
but who is more unfortunate than him
chooses the darkest one!

So,
regret not being in true love,
spread the gems
return will they- in manifolds!

Poetry 6

Ｗｈｅｎ  Ｉ  ｄｉｅ．．．

When I die
when my coffin
is being taken out
you must never think
i am missing this world

don't shed any tears
don't lament or
feel sorry
i'm not falling
into a monster's abyss

when you see
my corpse is being carried
don't cry for my leaving
i'm not leaving
i'm arriving at Eternal Love

when you leave me
in the grave
don't say goodbye
remember a grave is
only a curtain
for the Paradise behind

you'll only see me
descending into a grave
now watch me rise
how can there be an end
when the sun sets or
the moon goes down

it looks like the end
it seems like a sunset
but in reality it is a dawn
when the grave locks you up
that is when your soul is freed

have you ever seen
a seed fallen to earth
not rise with a new life
why should you doubt the rise
of a seed named human

have you ever seen
a bucket lowered into a well
coming back empty
why lament for a soul
when it can come back
like Joseph from the well

when for the last time
you close your mouth
your words and soul
will belong to the world of
no place no time

by Mewlana Jalaluddin Rumi (R)

My Resonance

 * You do not reflect me, neither do I. 

Everyone reflects the soul inside.

 * They warned me against raising volume above safe level. 

Poor you! 

How could you know about my safe level!

 * I was an innocent girl. I used to love children, moon, rain, sea, poetry & overall nature. I loved to visit. If it is a bank of river or Lake I would like to take people there as I find it soothing to spend time with my beloved. I loved to buy Flowers & Chocolates. I used to write letters by spending night awake. 

If this world is too filthy to take this innocence then I quit this Earth saying nothing, taking all of those for further.   

  * I bottle everything up and pretend to be okay. Though it was not healthy always. But I didn't like to be a burden to anyone. Never want to be. 

  * One day, everything will be alright inshaAllah. If not then there must be another world full of love, peace & beauty. There will be a sky with full moon & a lot of stars. Me, longing for that world.

From My Sister's Diary 8

* Human heart - so small in size yet conceals such pain, agony, hatred, and many more greater things..

Lord, you plan hell for this soul, in this mundane world? Fine, it will live the hell. Won't ask anything except
the termination of these moments in mundane hell and the beginning to a greater one!

* Most of the people possess a great area of expertise to baffle others wearing different types of alluring
masks! They perfectly perform the task without any hesitation or shameful feeling as they acquire it as an
innate ability..
Such a horrible situation when we have to live having them surrounded by..

* If Winter comes, Spring remains behind- far behind. Sometimes winter takes the life of people before they confront the Spring!
Life is not imaginary as poets described..

* No one knows the pain one goes through in life when ones dream or hope breaks by the most trusted or nearest person! No one counts the droplets the eyes shed. No one knows how it feels when heart is encumbered with the burden of inflicting pain and shatters at a point.. No one knows..

Don't be the cause behind the break of someone's dream, cause even you also dream, you also hope. Today you are the cause, tomorrow you'll be the sufferer. Don't break someone's trust, cause if you are playing with anybody, tomorrow you'll be the plaything to other! Tomorrow some one else will do the same with you..

* Which one is mightier - The stormy wind outside or the tempest inside? Which has the convulsive power to damage a soul? When someone feels quiet inside one has strength to face the outer world. But when one is roused, agitated inside - one is too vulnerable to face, to enjoy the serenity of calm nature...
The outer convulsion of nature has a very little impact on the person..
Who cares in fact whether the storm damages or not! All these can't influence people as along as they are happy individually..

 

From My Sister's Diary 7

Pride and prejudice - two characteristics of human being usually impart us negative notions of a person.

Pride, kinda feeling when one feels himself superior to other. It's an inordinate opinion of one's own dignity or superiority which one cherishes in mind or displays in conduct. On the other hand, prejudice is such feeling that is formed without knowledge or reason.

Both these two things are destructive for human being. Pride thwarts one from seeing the wrong of sole self and prejudice makes oneself blind by thwarting him to see the light of goodness in others..

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Being seized by Pride and Prejudice, we sometimes get so hasty in giving judgement about other that we can't even realize the gravity- the situation demands! We can't understand the pains and sufferings one goes through. A smiling face may hide fountain of tears, may feel inexplicable agony - yet keeps a pose of happiness. We can never feel the pain of others as it's the wearer only who knows where the shoe pinches..

From my Sister's Diary 6

Radiant youthfulness, lustrous beauty, good health- all things denoting the green days of life are marred by the tyrannous assault of time. Time- the decayer, the destroyer brings doom within a moment..

Human, so powerful yet such helpless in battle against time!

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Thou Omnipotent Lord- cruel and kind, how precisely you plan! When the corporeal frames drown in sin, feet slide from the right track- you implement your plan to save them from drowning, from sliding..

Is agony of death more piercing, knifelike than this? Such severe excruciation was giving the feel of death every second! Yet the soul didn't breathe the last, yet survived, cause You pitied.

You oozed your kindness in others and pervaded the death-stricken soul with their care, affection and love.. You let the soul feel the feel to be fallen prey to the decay of death. Yet you blessed with chance to recall you again in supplication.

The soul, therefore invokes you-- "Our Lord! and grant us what Thou hast promised us by Thy apostles; and disgrace us not on the day of resurrection; surely Thou dost not fail to perform the promise"

**Aal- e - Imran, 194

--- an extant soul