Tag Archives: inspire

Move With Me

The music’s calling, please don’t hide
Don’t deny the feeling inside
I am yours and you are mine
Together we can make the sun shine

Move with me, back and forth
Move with me, north and south
Move with me, to and fro
Move with me, sweet and slow

Throw caution to the wind
Leave all your troubles behind
You’ve got to give love a chance
The music makes you dance the dance

Reach that high, climb that rope
I’ll push up that slippery slope
One step back, two steps forward
That’s the sweetest music ever heard.

(c) Satori Publishing, 2020.

Do Or Die

Some people fly too close to the sun
Some people lose control, crash and burn
Most people don’t even get off the ground

Most people live a life they hate, crushed by Fate
Do nothing, happy with what is placed on their plate
The treadmill wears out those who leave it too late

Decide now, cut the strings of the puppet masters on high
Decide now, learn the rules, take control, the time is nigh
Rise up like a god and fly , or lay down like a dog and die.

(c) Satori Publishing, 2020.

Dawn Of Freedom (August 1947)

This stain-polluted light, this night-ravaged dawn
This is not that break of day yearned for in expectant hope
This is not the dawn whose desired promise we carried forth
We comrades set out convinced of finding somewhere or other
In the celestial desert a haven for the stars to finally come to rest
Somewhere for the night’s slow, lazy waves to lap a distant shore
Somewhere a safe harbour to dock the ship of heartache

The mysterious pathways known only to the blood of youth
When we friends set off so many hands tugged at our clothes
Reaching out from eager bed-chambers in the Abode of Beauty
Open arms enticed us, the siren calls of bodies in heat
Very dear, but all our love was for the vision of dawn
Very near, pure rays of light rising on her glowing robes
Our longing still strong, we shrugged off our fatigue

I have heard that the dark has been separated from the light
I have heard that the journey and destination have been unified
The behaviour of our fellow sufferers has changed full circle
Pleasure of union is now pure, the pain of separation is now impure

Fire in the liver, the vision unfulfilled, the pain of heartburn
The remedies for this severance have no affect on any ailment
Whence came the beauteous morning breeze? Blew away where?
There is no news yet of the lamp at the end of the path
There is no lessening yet in the heavy oppression of the night
The hour has not come for the deliverance of heart and soul
Keep moving … keep moving … our goal has not yet been reached.

( my translation of a poem by Faiz Ahmed Faiz ).

(c) Satori Publishing, 2020.

Hum Dekhenge (We Shall Witness)

We shall witness
Inevitable that we too shall witness
The day which has been promised
Written on the tablet of eternity
We shall witness

When mountains of tyranny will be rend asunder
Blown away like cotton fluff
Under the aching feet of the oppressed
The earth will tremble, quake, and shudder
And over the heads of the brutal rulers
The lightning will flash, strike, and thunder
We shall witness

When from the Kaaba, on god’s sacred earth,
All idols will be removed
We the dispossessed, exiled from the holy place,
Will be seated on cushioned thrones
All crowns will be flung aloft
All seats of power will be overturned
We shall witness

The only name to remain will be Allah
He who is absent and omnipresent
He who is the creator and the beholder
The clarion call “I am the Truth” will rise
As I am, so are you
And we, creations of God, will reign

We shall witness
As I am, so are you
We shall witness
Inevitable that we too shall witness
We shall witness.

( My take on a poem by the peerless, and ever-relevant, Faiz Ahmed Faiz).

(c) Satori Publishing,2020.

Jihad Personal

Jihad personal a struggle against worldly temptations
Jihad personal a discipline to strengthen your weakness

The one lesson learned from times of yore
If you want peace — prepare for war

Jihad personal prepares you against the enemy’s attack
Jihad personal trains you to defend by fighting back

Jihad personal prevents you from attacking without reason
Jihad personal prevents you from launching an invasion

Jihad personal studies hard to root out ignorance
Jihad personal trains hard to branch out radiance

Jihad personal, in spite of the fools, is not a political tool
Jihad personal, fully understood, the best qualified school.

(c) Satori Publishing, 2019.

Birth Right

Fight the good fight till the last breath
If you ever lose the ability to create
That paralysing block will seal your fate
The worst kind of torture — a living death.

(c) Satori Publishing, 2019.

Militant

What do I want above all?

I want to work hard, make an honest living
To love and respect my mother and father
To take care of them in their old age
To look out for my brothers and sisters
To get married, and try to live happily ever after
To love and respect my wife, build a home together
To have children, love and provide for them
To watch them grow, run around, go to school
To guide them on their way in the world
To laugh and cry, go to weddings and funerals
To mix with family, relatives, and friends
To be part of the day to day soap opera
To work, pay tax, pay bills, to scrimp and save
To have a roof over my head on a rainy day
To one day be able to play with my grandchildren

The same as you.

(c) Satori Publishing, 2019.

Freedom!!

Born free … then forced to live in captivity
Born free … then forced to live in poverty
Kill the oppressor and be born again, born free
Azadi! ….. Azadi! ….. Azadi!

Take the precaution to know your enemy
Or you will pay with your life and liberty
Rise up and defend your home and family
Azadi! ….. Azadi! ….. Azadi!

The enemy is anyone who bogs you down in mediocrity
The enemy is anything that blocks your creativity
Break free when they try to suffocate your humanity
Azadi! ….. Azadi! ….. Azadi!

Control the narrative, that is half the victory
The winner gets to write his version of history
Fight like a lion to kill the brutal enemy
Azadi! ….. Azadi! ….. Azadi!

Bullets and torture are used to enforce their policy
They commit war crimes with impunity, without mercy
Fight to the end, with your last breath shout ‘Liberty!’
Azadi! ….. Azadi! ….. Azadi!

Changing their slogans is part of the strategy
Their marketing sells the victim as the enemy
Take over the narrative and set yourself free
Azadi! ….. Azadi! ….. Azadi!

The weak have no hope of winning equality
The meek will inherit the dirt, buried by tyranny
You must kill to take back your country
Azadi! ….. Azadi! ….. Azadi!

Rise up and annihilate your enemy
Swim in a sea of their blood to be free
It is the golden rule of history
Azadi! ….. Azadi! ….. Azadi!

(c) Satori Publishing, 2019.