For Taliban And Zabiullah Mujahid

Christ of Mercy is healing the Muslims
While Muhammad of Love is weeping for Christians
And for Muslims, murdered most brutally
By so-called pious Muslims
In the name of what
Come, join hands in love and pencance
O Terrorists of affliction
Respect the virtue of healing
Shun the vice of killing
Hatred is the enemy in your hearts
And cruelty the poison in your souls
Corrupting the sanctity of life
By hurting the hearts of others
And by defiling the name of Islam
Only pure of heart by their kind actions
Deserve to be called Muslims
The rest impure of heart
By the very curse of their evil actions
Fall into the self-made dungeon
Of their own making, vile heretics
Learn the art of loving
If not from the boundless ocean of love
Inside the heart of Prophet Muhammad
Then from the Prphets of the Creator
Abraham, Christ, Brahma, Bhudda, Nanak...
Have pity on the young ones
Whom you train to kill
Mothers, sisters, wives plead with you
For life and sanity
For peace in the world
For the holiness in loving and living
For honoring the gift of life
For obeying the commands of Almighty

Lo, those who believe in that which is revealed unto thee, Muhammad, and those who are Jews, and Christians, and Sabaeans--whoever believeth in God and the Last Day and doeth right--surely their reward is with their Lord, and there shall be no fear come upon them, neither shall they grieve. Quran 2:62

Lo, Allah enjoineth justice and kindness, and giving to kinsfolk, and forbiddeth abomination and wickedness. He exhorteth you in order that ye may take heed. Quran 16:90

Keep to forgiveness O Muhammad, and enjoin kindness, and turn away from the ignorant.
Quran 7:199

Hooligans of Islam

Desecrating the shrines in hearts
Is a crime much more heinous
Than committing the sacrilege of
Torturing to smithereens
The shrine of Data Durbar
And whipping the children of God
Into puddles of blood and gore
GHAZI
This name itself, heartless hooligans
Have degraded
Into the lowest pit of bestial connotation
By acts vile and deplorable
Amidst the fever of ignorance
Wounding countless hearts
That mourn and lament
The loss of love and their loved ones
Love by any name, by any color
Is a flower of veneration
Not a thorn of destruction
Please accept one moment of peace
From the gift of this life
All young and piously besotted
Inhale the fragrance of this flower
Which is a beautiful rose
Inside the rose garden of the Sufis
Learn from their love
Pure and boundless
Which speaks from heart to heart
Singing everlastingly
'Fill your heart with so much love
That there is no room left in it
For anything else.'

Privileged Children of God

Israel and Palestine
Gaza Strip and blockade
American and Taliban
From Pakistan to Afghanistan
Such murder and brutality
Savages and madmen
No one worthy of the name human
Daring to challenge Israel
Or stop the madness of war and greed
Such pity and shame
That drones which kill
Wicked and innocent alike
Are much like the human-bombs
Blowing themselves to smithereens
Madmen over the borders holy and parched
Slaughtering with the sanctimonious
Sword of sanctity
While sanctity of life
Bleeds on the streets
Ah, the civilized West
And the enlightened Europa
Talking of peace and warring indiscriminately
Americana and Britannia
Lawless Israelites
And hooligans of the east
Privileged children of God
Inheritors of the holy land
To murder, gloat and oppress
Where, O, where the prophets of peace
If any
Condemn the false jihadists
Or embrace the suffered and the suffering
Blood and bloody acts
Crimson and congealed
Hope still flutters somewhere
Pandora of the prophetess
Wailing and lamenting
Her tears hot and scalding
Flooding the gates of ignorance
Sparkling like myriad of stars
Searching the sands of wisdom
Alas, hearts turned cold
Polished as the mirrors of vengeance
Stare back aghast
Hopelessness all, death and desolation
Cross of peace is fallen
Crescent of love is no more
And yet, that pale, mournful light
Escapes the shroud of darkness
A cry of agony ripping through the sky
From the lips of the orphans and the widows
The bereft and the bereaving
Send down the rain of sanity, Lord
Thy grace of blessing
To purge clean the rivers
Of hatred, malice, cruelty
Hush, listen
A song of love
Remote and ineffable
Can anyone hear

The Sect Most Abhorred, Taliban

Infidels all, savages and murderers
The foul, faceless fundamentalists
The ones who lust for blood
Feeding on the agony of their victims
The so-called Muslims
Defiling the name of Islam
And of the Prophet of Islam
Did God command them
To be the executioners of His children
Did Prophet sanction killing
Muslims and non-Muslims
Does Islam teach not love, unity, harmony
Who is nurturing all this hatred and hypocrisy
The all merciful Allah commanding Muslims
To be hateful and merciless?
No sects existed during the life of the Prophet
The severing of Islam with the knives of ego
Is a man-made creation
Creating Sunnis, Shias, Ahmedis, Wahhabis...
Who is worthy to be called human
Should this question not become
The prime concern of the scholars of Islam
Denouncing the followers of false piety
Who dare divide the indivisible God
Into chunks of personal idols
Worshipping the idols of rage and cruelty
Inside the ocean of corruption
Within their hearts and souls
The hum of drones is no more terrible
Than the chant of pious lunatics
Drumming terror and violence
Spilling the blood of the innocent and the defenseless
Where are all the learned mullahs
Speak you all, rise and plead for peace and sanity
How ineffable the expanding of love
Which could embrace and discipline
Even the executioners of love
Make it happen
One raindrop after another
With the grace of merciful God
A miracle sublime

O ye messengers! Eat of the good things, and do right. Lo I am aware of what you do.
And lo, this your religion is one religion and I am your Lord, so keep your duty unto Me.
But the mankind have broken their religion amongst them into sects, each sect rejoicing in its tenants. 23: 51-53 Quran

But seek the abode of the Hereafter in that which Allah hath given thee, and neglect not thy portion of the world, and be thou kind even as Allah hath been kind to thee. And seek not corruption on earth. Lo, Allah loveth not corrupters. 28: 77 Quran

Establish worship, pay the poor-due, and bow your heads with those who bow in worship.
Enjoin ye righteousness upon mankind while ye yourselves forget to practice it? And ye are readers of the Scripture! Have you then no sense? 2: 43-44

It was by the mercy of Allah that thou wast lenient with them O Muhammad, for if thou hast been stern and fierce of heart they would have dispersed from round about thee. So pardon them and ask forgiveness for them and consult with them upon the conduct of affairs. And when thou art resolved, then put thy trust in Allah. Lo, Allah loveth those who put their trust in Him. 3: 159 Quran

Bridegrooms of Death

Please look deep into your souls, Taliban, and pluck out that lamp of ugly threats, replacing it with the light of beauty in friendship. Woo not death for yourself and for others, and embrace the miracle of life as enjoined by God. This earth is the gift of Grace from Almighty to be cultivated with love and peace, not to be riddled with the bullets of hate and violence. Look again, deeper and profounder, into the souls of your soul, look for that star of virtue which guides toward wisdom and goodness, search for peace within and without...

Nay but the chosen of Allah is he who fulfilleth his pledge and wardeth off evil. For, lo, Allah loveth those who ward off evil. Quran 3:76

Kabul, the bride of the Moghuls
Ravished and desecrated
By the breath of the bigots
Stripped naked of her silks and jewels
Wandering desolate
Into the heart of the pine-valleys
The gardens blasted and scarred
Nurturing black soot
From the seeds of raids and bullets
The flowers buried with the dead
The lost bride wailing alone
Kneeling beside the tomb of Babur
Stricken and bereft of hope
Come back, Padishah
The song and feasting in your palaces
And the dance of color in your gardens
Awaits your return
Reclaim your Jerusalem, King-Kalendar
Console your bride of youth
Scorched and abandoned
By the lamps of zeal and tyranny
Reviled by Taliban
Console her heart with couplets divine
From the gold-dust of memories
Yes, come back
Heed the pleas of your bride

Unveiling of the Veil

Historically, veiling of women has nothing to do with Islam but with customs of the pagans. During the life of Prophet Muhammad, pagan and Jewish women wore veils as a mark of royalty and distinction. Prophet Muhammad, in order to cultivate the virtue of equality forbade women to wear veils, that's why women are not allowed to wear veils at the annual pilgrimage at Mecca. There is not a single verse in Quran with the injunction that women should wear veil, niqab, hijab or burqa. Of course, distortions and misinterpretations of the verses in the Quran have nurtured many false beliefs which emerge as truth since lies have been told since centuries by so many and with such pious conviction that truth in this age and time sounds like a lie when confronted face-to-face against mountains of lies. Below are three verses (the first one for men with the intention of clarity) from the Quran which most likely are misconstrued in favor of veiling prescribed for women or as a commandment?

24:30 Quran
Tell the believing men to lower their gaze and be modest. This is purer for them. Lo! Allah is aware of what they do.

24:31 Quran
And tell the believing women to lower their gaze and be modest, and to cover their bosoms...

33:35 Quran
... and men who guard their modesty and women who guard their modesty, and men who remember Allah and women who remember--Allah hath prepared for them forgiveness and a vast reward.

Legacy of the Pagans

Irreverent pagans
From the coffers of their legacy
Have bestowed upon women
Heathen gifts
Veil and hijab and niqab
Gift wrapped in silken shroud
Of false piety
Marks of status and wealth
Those gifts rejected by Islam
For the ultimate gift of equality
Now paraded as heirlooms of Islam
Religion scarred by lies
Pearls of truth rusted
The glitter-dust of distortions
How should one wear religion
This new millennium
Like any garland of truth
Perhaps
Strewn with love
And woven with the gold-thread of
Wisdom and understanding

A question if one may ask? Have theologians ever wondered why Arab men wear that head-gear? Is it commanded by God, or is it a protection against sun, heat, sand-storm? Or, just a cultural head-gear which has nothing to do with any religion... to be continued in quest of answers from the bottomless ocean of knowledge.

Tea Party

Republican extravaganza
Of hate and violence
Sour-dough cookies
Kneaded with anger
Baked with bitterness
Rising higher and higher
Much like the gall of the self-righteous
Hurling stones of anarchy
Not only corrupting the virtue of healthy endeavors
But rendering the health of America cankerous
The aim of the tea-party-goers
To maim and to disfigure
The fabric of justice and equality

The glitter of lies
And the dust-gold of immaturity
Sparkling and kindling
Bonfires of hate-mongering
Veiled and perfumed
Sits the bride of wisdom
Laughing at the invidious malevolence
Of the bridegrooms of zeal, greed, ignorance
A grand festival
Of March madness of the Republicans
Thinking only of maligning the President
Ignoring the needs of the Americans
Swaddling their rags of false piety
Inside the silken shrouds of revolt
Glorifying dissension
Parading the pennants of perfidy
Celebrating ever-vernal ritual of Tea Party