POEMS BY JADULLAH JAMEEL
THE BEND | A MAN OF GRACE | REALITY | LIFE'S WAY
FREEDOM
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THE HOUSE I LOVE
MOTHER
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ALL I HEAR
The sense of time did I lose,
And in space and fear did travel;
In bringing self to nature,
Not knowing where I would end,
The immediate past I did not remember,
And in future I did have no hope,
In being in present did I manage,
Not with peace of mind did I wonder,
The lens of confidence did I find,
And focused on similarities,
In trying to disrupt the differences,
Not in a limited finity did I end,
The blessings of mercy and care,
And with feeling for the universe I share,
In life as we know,
Not in a living death did I end,
The discovery of self and mind,
And love and compassion for all,
In my life did make the bend,
Not leading to suffering but to freedom
The destiny of mine now I know,
And in harmony with cosmos I would be,
In past, present and future to live,
Not in separation but in unity.
22 August 2002
A friend to me whenever I meet
with a full heart and mind,
such a man of grace in him I find
An advisor to me whenever I seek,
with a compromise to all he finds,
Such a man of grace in him I find
An expert to me whenever I read
with full knowledge of all kind,
Such a man of grace in him I find,
A gentleman to me whenever I meet,
with full of smiles and greetings in kind,
Such a man of grace in him I find.
A real man to me I feel
With love and care for all he finds,
Such a man of grace in him I find
A place in heaven to Lucas I pray,
with comfort and forever to rest,
May God grant, I will always pray.
8 March 1999
When days begin to end
with more words and few deeds
Which will I choose to be true?
Words and Deeds
When ways begin to bend
with corruption and "friends"
Which will I choose to be straight?
Corruption and "Friends"
When rays begin to lend
with lights and doubts
Which will I choose to be right?
Lights and Doubts
When pays begin to rend
with favours and injustice
Which will I choose to be might?
Favours and Injustice
When days begin to spend
with distorted past and present
Which will I choose to be history?
Past and Present
When pays begin to mend
with hatred and quarrel
Which will I choose to be correct?
Hatred and Quarrel
When financing begin to meant
with misappropriations and selfishness
Which will I choose to be proper?
Misappropriations and Selfishness
14 April 1999
LIFE'S WAY
Life they say begin in the womb
A wife like partner until my doom
As water in a bottle of regi-form
For its seeps out till in tomb
Kite like flying begins to wind
A right way do but may find
As raiders of body and mind
For its seeks the path of a kind
Flight like life but stars
A might of opposing like carts
As thought and deeds but parts
For it seeps out of tree's bark
Right of children may be shaken
A bite of some families taken
As lions and mules to be waken
For members of a jungle forsaken
Sight of happiness to be achieved
A might of stars has reached
As songs of experiences are preached
For it pollinates new generations
07 April 1999
Freedom is a gift given by God
To humankind in every way
But taken by people
To let enjoy in a limited way
Freedom speaks of rights and contend
To individual and peoples way
To practice without much adore
Within the limits of humankind
Freedom to individual of differences
Every society should so find
In politics, social and economic way
To enjoy without shame
Freedom needs no qualifications
To restrict in people's way
By traditions of any kind
Or in getting in people's way
Freedom could only practice
with a system of justice
Transparent and tolerant
Without pride or prejudice
2 June 1997
Let me live in a house
without walls or ceiling
Nor windows or door
by the waters with a firm floor
Let me live in a house
where peace prevails
with wild thoughts of companions
of men, women and children
Let me live in a house
where the wind blows
from all directions
East, West, North and South
Let me live in a house
where nourishment is free
for all the visitors and is
from the table of good wishes
Let me live in a house
for a while with happiness
Not without children or music
of love and melody
Let me live in a house
with sunshine and darkness
or warmth and coolness
or nature and mind
19 October 1998
You have borne me mother
In pain and love cared me
What could I wish you in return?
That would not match any way,
Except wish for a life everlasting
WIth time that I do not know about.
You have cared for me mother,
In every moment of my life,
And never forgetting about me,
Kindness you have shown to me,
That will always remain in my heart,
What could I give but love forever.
You have lived a life of grace,
In teh way of God's commands,
WIth prayers you raise your hands,
To God in love that never dies,
May God give me courage to live
and follow your saintly life.
07 July 1999
All I hear is that of injustice
Pain and Poverty in abundance
Very few with comfort and money
What is the role of the rich and powerful?
All I hear is that of discontent
And spoken words in hatred
Very few with kindness and appreciation
What is the role of the parents and teachers?
All I hear is that of suppression
Trials ending in corruptions
With justice for the ones with influence
What is the role of judges and leaders?
All I hear is that of swearing
To take revenge even if unlawful
With plans that harm freedom fighters
All I hear is that of love
Not for the powerless ones
But to be in power at all costs
What is the role of the public in chaos?
31 December 2002
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