THE MAGIC OF EXISTENCE
POEMS TO TRANSFORM THE SOUL
1ST COLLECTION
Philosophical poetry written by
Nadeem Haque, from 2004 to 2008
THE SECRET OF THE UNIVERSE
At edge’s chasm of infinity we stand
What direction we turn to, is our command
For how we reason to understand
Determines in what abyss we’ll land
The universe was created for evolving the soul
Towards the eternal, our never-ending goal
Forget what myths galore have been told
Alchemical delusions turn gold into mould
The universe’s secret imagination of God
A seed in spaceless-space did bud
For maximal diversity, quark to cod
To maintain justice we began within mud
So do not grieve over bodily death
When sigh shall we on very last breath
For God’s imagination preserves the kernel
On His right side, we’re not infernal
Whence in afterworld, comes rendezvous again
A glorious vision of paradise not pain
In certainty’s arms we need not fear
The universe’s secret for all is to hear
Our true destiny’s crystal clear
It’s always being whispered, just open an ear.
THE MIXTURE
This universe a cocktail of heaven and hell mixed
Where saturated spark of divinity saw fixed
As plain as water it could not be
For those who wish to learn and wish to see
THE MAGIC OF EXISTENCE
The whole of existence is truly magical
If you see this not ‘tis truly tragical
For atoms inanimate do not seize
The feel of an evanescent evening breeze
THE MAJESTIC CLOUDS
The majestic clouds float in the air
Staring at me to be aware
For if they happened to be not there
Would we have any water to share?
BE LIKE A BUTTERFLY
A butterfly dances to the tunes of turbulence
Effortlessly fluttering about in the distance
Meandering whimsically in space
Witness its effortless grace
A paragon of flaky fragility
Yet possessing Olympian agility
Once it was a crystallizing chrysalis,
If you’d come across it you’d say:
“What is this?”
That transmutes from a semblance of
infestation
To a glorious pattern of animate sensation
So let this tiny creature
Be your flawless preacher:
From the cocoon of this world
Into another be unfurled.
CONTEMPLATING CONSCIOUSNESS
Contemplating consciousness before a plane glass window
Beyond translucent reflections incessantly go
The life of this world betrays us it seems
Past yonder barrier lie realms beyond dreams
ODE TO THE QURAN
The speech of Divinity in special form
Beyond human imagination and the norm
Cannot be categorized as poetry or prose
Corresponding to reality in any dose
Perplexed as we are by its flawless confabulations
We are left with outstanding juxtapositions:
Though it be true that the verse is in the Universe
I would not be averse to boldly state the reverse!
FOREST, FOREST
Forest, forest burning bright
In the tiger’s eye of night
What a mortal can’t decry
Is blamed by tearful infamy
This is a play on words of the classic poem
by William Blake:
Tiger, tiger burning bright
In the forests of the night
What immortal hand or eye
Could frame thy fearful symmetry?
THE SETTLED CAGE
What kind of hell are we in
Living in the turmoil of sin
Messed up like spilt blood
All eyes with tears flood
The innocent faces have been trampled
The ‘mighty ones’ take life untrammeled
Causing rift between people for religion
Joining Satan’s unholy legion
But hope still remains for a Godsend boon
Of someone to be sent here soon
As a mighty saviour of the age
To disengage and upstage
The life of rage in the settled cage.
Yet gauge the sage within the self
As an unopened page, upon the shelf
Where it has always ever been
But until now, has remained unseen
Once cloistered, today unleashed
Illuminating myriad darknesses, released.
THE RUIN
The elitists thought they’d rule forever
Manufacturing consent was deemed so clever
In circumspect, witness the Ruin
Of palatial splendour, where nightingale flew in
No flitting song now heralds dawn
Imperial weeds, graze the lawn
A deafening silence, engulfs empty well
Echoing an atmosphere of living hell.
In yonder, a pellucid, beautiful scene
Like a physical paradise, it must’ve once been.
If cognizant, then you must be of law
Acting incessantly, without flaw
Know that every power, empowers self-destruction
Once unbridled by seduction.
MALCOLM X-POSITION
Brought to Life by Reason
This ain’t no ordinary rap
This ain’t no lovey-dovey crap
This is for peace and justice
This is something no one should miss
If you want to know about life
Listen to this story of strife:
Don’t pull the trigger
Go figure
You can always turn back
Onto the right track
Believe in human brotherhood
Not in the brother hood
Stand-up to the criminalities of capitalism
Destroying the earth by creating schism
The league of thieves are called peacemakers
Wake up brother they’re only piece-takers
That’s the story of my life with flaws
Being a rebel with a really just cause
Incarcerated in prison
Blows to the head every season
Brought to life by reason
Sharp like a knife called treason
To know the truth
It’s unspeakable
They call me uncouth
But I’m reasonable
I wanted to know
Cause I had to grow
Towards a singular divine intelligence
Who was my one and only real defence
But when I got out
Sharks chased the trout
They wanted me to conform
To the norm
To reform
But I call it to deform
The natural way of thinking
To avoid sinking
In the despair of nihilism
Trapped by the snare of tribalism
Masquerading as democracy
Nothing but disguised hypocrisy
Seeing the truth I’m now rejuvenated
We are one and are all related
How could this I not have contemplated
Must have been intellectual constipated
To the trappings of society satiated
With consumeristic mind inflated
Resultingly and falsely elated
Drunk, which they call inebriated
Forgetting that once we were originated
To die, then to be re-created
In your mind you make your own deep hell
The choice is in your hands shake well
Free yourself from your self-created cell
This trance is nothing but a spell
This rap is but a wake-up bell
If you’re smart you will then run pell-mell
From what these devils are trying to sell
To a life that ain’t abysmal…….
They call this civilization
Man, they got off the wrong train station
Messed up the human nation
Once pinnacle of creation.
