Plough thy field!


Plough thy field ,
O! restless mind,
barren is thy land
make it fertile…
rake up the soil
undug the earth
freshen thy surface for the sow…
spread the seeds of the enchanting name
Whose utterance will lift your veil
O! ignorant mind,
cultivate thy land
let the virtuous arrive
till then thy senses,
recite the song
of the majestic creator,
The Supreme one
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Through the glass of life !


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Through the glass of life

a film I view

with a backdrop  music of living

characters who play and cavort …

 

forgetten , the sense of life

their goal, their  intention of being alive

in wine glasses,tumble they

in a gulp , quaff the essence.

 

frills, frolics on their mind

flowers deem fit when presented on valentine…

lost in the glittering charm of the world,

abandoned  is the soul of  humanity forever.

 

WINGS OF CEASELESS LOVE !


Ya!

that’s what I seemed to love…

the fluttering wings of the flying wonders

brightly coloured, crafted exquisitely

yellow patches in auburn imagery,

a little imago loves to dance

when the lovely breeze

sways by chance!

 

Behold! gorgeous tiny

beings on earth

the wondrous butterflies

flying over…

 

Have you ev’r come across

their melodious  humming song

or heard the flickering pulsating beats ,

descant of their lost ardor

or frozen shreds on leaves along!

 

They too… long for the flame of amor

the intense passion ,

craving to encircle the kindled one

inspite of possessing the

magnificence to mesmerize

 yet they burn in the fire

of undying unrequited love…

FAITH !


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What lies forth !

round the bend,where I can’t see!

A blind corner ,

a cliff dangerous,

a valley of flowers

or a dangerous rift!

Is the river flooded,

Can I cross it without oars,

will there be a boat for me

or shall the shore reach beneath my feet in seconds!!!

Is there a palace awaiting my presence

Is there a hut to shelter me in storm,

Will I ever get a tree

when I walk in the scorching sun for long!

Is this my path ,where I tread,

on which I step upon,

or was it around the last corner,

which I left across?

Restless mind, flickering flame

fickle thoughts shall ruin in vain,

brighten the dimmed light of hope

in my  heart !

O! My lord ! with your grace,

Till I walk on the road of destiny

with belief in mind and heart full of faith.

Picture it & Write- Darkness


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slippery the dark alley,

wet with gruesome doubts,

the smooth floor of love lies today

in the dull passage of incertitude…

 

On the end stood the soul,

watching the melee of thoughts

awaiting to be swept by

a turbulent storm!

 

Truth has different facades

each has a different tale,

need of the hour

proclaims to wipe out the fears across the lane…

 

then would the darkened walls

be illuminated

song of pure clear love

shall flow through then

the gloomy ramparts!

 

 

 

 

 

The “Reach” which touches or the “Touch” which reaches?


Ever thought is it the Reach to thousands of people all around the globe that touches them,or is it the Touch which they feel ,makes my verses on my blog accessible?

The long journey ,an interesting one ,it has been on WordPress,since the time I started writing here.

As I have a look at my stats today, I see more than 70,000 views from all over the world . Readers have been here leaving their love and encouragement in form of comments which cross over 13,000 .

People from over  200 countries have visited my blog and it amazes me how we all get connected through this beautiful realm of expressions!

What is it that attracts or pulls?

The words,the poems, my thoughts,the colourful themes…

No, I think its the journey of my learning rather their own where I have got connected to everyone refining me more and more.

Today as the book”Suroor of the Soul” resonates with the audience from varied class,profession,age and gender.

I know its all destined and was!

For now,read the beautiful thought shared by  Uzoma from 85 degress,who is  very well known to us,about the book. http://wp.me/p2KNt5-m2

He includes a small interview of my views and perception too in this link! http://wp.me/p2KNt5-mk

Thank you everyone who has been here and has encouraged,inspired and motivated me to write more and more.

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Best wishes,

Soumya

UPDATES!


Our book” Suroor of the Soul ” shines through the grey clouds of despair like a silver lining .

Its a great start for the book ,where readers have shared their beautiful reviews and more  orders for  fresh copies  have started coming in!

Although a long journey ,yet as writers we are filled with gratitude with the kind of reviews pouring in.It is the main motive of a writer to touch the heart of every reader with utmost intensity and depth.And as the reader finds satisfaction in the thoughts conveyed,it  gives  immense pleasure to the authors.

For all the updates regarding the book and also the latest reviews,,be on the website of the book  http://suroorofthesoul.weebly.com

A thought:

Life is a beautiful journey like a varicolored spectrum which reflects different colors every time.  Right from the beginning when a soul takes birth till the day it leaves the world,it is a continuous process of evolution for the mind,body and the soul
We experience many such moments which fill us with joy and enthusiasm,but the fight for survival and the struggle to exist in the materialistic society as an achiever of superficial dreams  always keeps us stressed and exhausted. As a result we are drained,deadened and we lead a lifeless life fighting against the inner conflicts .

WE THANK EVERYONE WHO HAS BEEN AND SHALL BE A PART OF THIS JOURNEY!

A Song of heart!


Shreds the veins of the heart

dripping scarlet blood

the piercing words

thy uttered

killing the soft bosom…

 

nurture I the flower of dreams,

crush you with your

crumbled speech

shies away the bud thence,

away from the world so mean…

 

Hitherto to be plucked by the withering time

the moment to perish hasn’t arrived

seasons change in despair

cries the soul in love,profound.

 

Hail ! thy wind

Halt! thy clouds

listen to the wounded core’s shout,

can you absorb the pain and

sing before the Lord!

what should the soul pray for

Peace,Tranquil,or Joy,

Happiness to cherish

or Love from her thou!!!

 

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DIVINE TOUCH!


pitcher full of emotions,brimming 
overflowing into pastures
perched where the canaries 
and 
nightingales ...
inundates the viridity 
as blooms of elegant lilies !

running as the relinquished stream
battling,wading through daffodils,
whirling up for a while
as the scrooched stem bends,
moistening the soil
of a heart glistened and alluvial!

ecstasy runs through the red veins
for the moment ephemeral
when the divine touch 
of His grace is realized and sensed.

the oceanic abyss, shines with pearls
drenching the withered soul 
in a blink,
the soul manifests the Real! 

“SUROOR OF THE SOUL”- A REFLECTION


Dear Readers,

In the early part of year two-thousand-thirteen, Ms. Soumya Vilekar and I discovered each other through our respective writings. At that time (as some of you, dear readers, may remember me!), I was an author at Word Press under the ownership of ‘ Blood Ink Diary’ – a narrative of my inner and outer climate of mind that mingled culturally, politically, socially, artistically and spiritually reflecting diversity and contrasts of various genres in expression — my blog was polar opposite (in theme) from Soumya’s  spiritual quest- yet, there resonated and embodied an attraction for the others’ writings. Hence, a journey commenced between the two creative minds, a dialogue marked its’ significance imparting her own unique ‘ Suroor of the Soul ‘  (Intoxication of the Soul)- a poetry book prepared to share the spiritual faculty and the isolated jubilees of the inner realm. The title of the book was an interesting incident, for, after frequenting each other’s spheres, I had left a comment of appreciation at Soumya’s space and gifted her a humble oil painting that I had titled ‘ Suroor ‘, thus, was the inspiration that ignited Soumya to pen the magnificent volume. During the same time, I had deleted my blog for other creative pursuits, thus we had lost contact for short time, when, suddenly I received an email from Soumya requesting if I would fancy to include few of my mystical poems and to pen the foreword for ‘Suroor of the Soul ‘; needless to say, I accepted her request – thus, the duality of our personalities play a symphony of its’ own tune through the lyrics of our individual soul that can be explored in the pages.

You may be intrigued and probe as to why the execution for such a subject – ‘ the soul';

simply, because the human minds are so varied, intellectual standpoints thus wide apart and emotional temperaments rather different, or shall I say, unique – that on these grounds alone we tend to isolate our Human and the Being that completes us as one. In a world marked with extreme desire for material consumption, the materialist forms a destructive alliance with the egoist and the shallow-minded, both attributes silently perforating inside him and when brought face to face with these two ways of viewing himself and his external environs, man finds them opposite and incompatible, markedly conflicting and hopelessly irreconcilable – thus it is quite possible for man to synthesize such an alliance developing a divided self – the soul often remains a mystical attraction if man does not cultivate the immense motivation to ‘seek’ the metaphysical reflection and mystical revelation of Reality of God.

Henceforth, what is the ‘insight’? If reality exists anywhere it must exist in an irreducible infinitude, though, such an assertion places beyond ordinary finite perceptions; only a transcendental insight is therefore beneficial to bring man into an intimate relation with his soul — whosoever truthfully and without superficial attempt at seeking shall witness the metamorphosis in its’ due time, when the ‘ego’ surrenders and humility perfumes the soul, a catharsis translates the silent movement within a human-being, opening a solid frequency embracing faculty of immediate insight. Ah, but of course, in one sense insight is a synthetic faculty, for, it mingles and blends with abstract reason what the intellect shan’t fully grasp though recognizes the full mystical emotions that are contained, combined and yet transcended in the philosophical insight.

‘Suroor of the Soul’ is such a book, that, smoothly transports and carves a path to Illumination – a veritable emotion turning around at the base of the whole consciousness. Our purpose is to ignite an immediate oneness with the Ultimate by a flash of desire to enlightenment which effectively removes the debris of doubts and ignorance for ever. Our combined vision is such that a reader would traverse within our souls’ parameters and glimpse for a tremendous and scintillating revelation to the man that it shall leave an ineradicable impression on his minds’ – soul and commences to probe the dazzling question of both his corporeal and celestial realms.  Nay, it would be rather absurd to read the book and attain a deep frequency, for, mostly the aspirant toils for long wearisome months and perhaps years amid disheartening and monotony, howsoever, the book is a fragrance of connecting to bliss and the ultimate happiness — to surrender and annihilate the ‘ego’ which stops the cultivation to submission to discovering the layers of our soul. Just as in philosophy – thoughts are solid and more reasonable because it is more balanced, such a similar discipline demands man to action if he is to practice an equilibrium of mind-body-heart-soul. Everything that hinders the Divine will’s passage through his heart and life must eventually be cast out – he would need to affiliate his lower (human) will with his higher (being) one; the two must be synchronized to work in unison.

‘ Suroor of the Soul’ is a jubilee in utter ecstasy. It is devoid of any religious rituals and customs, for, its aspiration is simply to touch a human soul. The dogma and doctrine expressed as form of poetry is that of esotericism, which is considered to be something beyond the veil that illuminates bliss that one encounters through sublime horizon that leads one to greater courage and inner happiness – which cultivates a desire for seeking the enigma; the interpenetration of Human and its Being. Nay, I shan’t write more, nor, can I compel you to read further into this book — though I sincerely invite you to explore the poetry. I shan’t command it, for it commands us. The better offering, therefore, is to become inspired, that is, to the Divine self within us — through our humble offerings to humanity.

***Note: I have used the male gender as referring to ‘man’/him – but of course, it is not to provoke any gender inequality as we are constantly made aware of terms. I have simply just written from the corridors of my heart hoping to cascade into your soul. Also, I shan’t take credit for the compilation and execution of the book, for, it righteously lands with proper credit to Soumya Vilekar for conceptualising and all the endeavours associated for publishing ‘Suroor of the Soul’. Similarly, it was a pleasure to have worked and known Soumya, as she is a dear and kindred soul. Am most humbled by being associated with her book ! Lastly, this article is not a formal essay about and/or the soul — I have merely touched a few areas the poetry resonates in-kind. ***

Love & Light,

Shaheen Sultan Dhanji

(formerly known as Blood Ink diary)

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Book cover