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.
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
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…
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.
Written for Ermilia’s “Picture it and Write”. http://wp.me/p1HrCI-1jm
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
song of pure clear love
shall flow through then
the gloomy ramparts!
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.
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
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!
Shreds the veins of the heart
dripping scarlet blood
the piercing words
killing the soft bosom…
nurture I the flower of dreams,
crush you with your
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
Happiness to cherish
or Love from her thou!!!
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!
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.
Love & Light,
Shaheen Sultan Dhanji
(formerly known as Blood Ink diary)