Obaidur Rahman Poems

Blessed by the mystic galactic
Esteemed by the One Holy True,
Cosmic magical is the union supreme eternal
The one of me and you.
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From the circle of up and beyond
To the sanctuary of the deep within,
I muse in my temple of the holy
With the blessings of the sacred serene.
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Gone are the days of troubled waters
And the triumph awaits me in the scenic euphoric height,
Hence fades away the hammer-storm from the land of the gutters
As the wish-desire propels the destined splendor of my flight.
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What's in writing?
What makes one to author something from the absolute scratch?
What is the science of this art?
Is it just the perceptible version of the human thought or something-deep lies within this solemn form of art?
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Power and empower,
The higher of me over the lower
The higher of me over the lower
The higher of me over my lower.
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Every moment is like sordid acts of desperation,
So gone the hour of sojourn
As I labor in the midst of this rundown inspiration.
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Here comes the stellar starry night
And know the tear-drop of thunder,
Ocean-fills the deepest desire…..
And in this stepping stone to the blessed rising
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Alone in my own ruin,
This soul aches, deep from within.....
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At the edge of darkness
Sleeps the epitaph of mercy,
Since the time spark-lit her magic
Shadow cursed the hour of urgency.
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Time and tide waits for none
Or so I’ve been told by the moon and the Sun,
The lazy hours that idles the day and the night
Living in my sub-consciousness,
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