The Governor Of Change

The winds have told us tales a plenty,
Tales that entertain and tales mythical!
Down generations stories have passed,
And soothsayers come with minds too fickle!
But from all we can construe,
Who is the truly inevitable!
In submission we are to bow down,
As unlike man he is not gullible!
Change is his name and his years remain unknown,
His abilities transcend the limits of the mind!
And though in all his glory he governs the world,
His actions are governed by a Force from behind!

The governor of change his mind who knows?
Can man even count the sand grains on a shore?
If what man cannot stop, He creates and governs?
Who is man to term this Force, just mere folklore?
For the mind of man did not just come to be!
How can randomness result in all of creation!
For before all, there was none but Him!
And for his splendid glory, we owe him sincere admiration!
If man is proud and surrenders to a self-tuned will,
What will he do when he encounters weakness?
And his greatest weakness, that death is his birthright,
For flesh is an entity of this temporary world of bleakness!
Rather if his mind surrenders to a greater force,
A force whose existence subjects not to time!
Then the feet of man will tread the right path alone,
And the governor of change will make his life sublime!

For in his world deviated from truth,
Man proudly judges his own creator!
He forgets that he is only a five-sensed being,
And proudly he asks, ‘Than me who is greater?’
But when change lifts him of his feet,
And locks him in the prisons of sorrow and confusion,
He turns an eye to the greatest love he knows,
The Governor of Change who he called a mere illusion!
And though He is not entitled, He showers his love,
And comes to the rescue of his prodigal son!
For pride cannot take the great heart of His,
For from where love is, pride will always run!
If we turn the pages of our human race,
The presence of the Almighty is truly inevitable!
The tongues of great men proclaim their greatness,
As a gift from the Being, whose mind is infallible!

Is man a fool to reject a force that gives him good?
Is he a fool to reject the Writer of his destiny?
For no man is capable of choosing his own future,
But with aid from above, his future will need no scrutiny!
The five-sensed being, the pinnacle of creation!
Yet a funny thought that his senses are only five!
The mind of man is truly magnificent!
But in all his magnificence he still thinks naïve!
If his mind remains in ignorance change will strike,
And bring about only the most tragic of ends!
And in the last moments of torturous fire,
Man will lose the closest of all his friends!
And when he meets the painful sting of regret,
Only one will be left, to him yet made strange,
And though late, man will come to realize,

Tears Of Fire

Drenched in regret, my burdens too heavy to bear! My own cross I wish not to carry, sorrow scourging my heart. ‘If only things had happened otherwise’, I can say in regret for the rest of my life! But not a moment would arrive when my conscience would be clean, for guilt is only the strictest of disciplinarians. What am I to do other than shed tears of fire? Can I turn back the clocks and change things? Can I say a prayer of hope for the treasure of comfort? Can I leave things the way they are and move on? Yes I could! But what would I do those fearful nights when guilt constantly knocks on the door of my heart? None of this world give me their forgiveness! The fragrance of hope has long abandoned my senses! Faith seems only like a foolish endeavor! Am I to face the wrath of sorrow and regret for all the years to come? Or wait for the mercy of the unseen? Or remain in the prisons of confusion lost in thought for the few years of eternity that are left of me? Tears of fire! Tears of fire! They burn my cheeks and steal my vision! Tears of fire, the gift of guilt, eventually my soul’s destined bane!
A song of sorrow I whistle in the dark corridors of my heart, a song of hopelessness in the depths of my mind! My eyes take me places I’ve feared all my life! My ears hear things I’ve feared all my life! The winds tell me stories I never wished to hear!
A new darkened meaning to life I have found, and I am mercilessly consumed by it!
A new path I have chosen, one with no end, filled with fire that can be quenched only by evil thirsts! Thirsts to satisfy wrongful desires! And although quenched, done so falsely!
I am surrounded by trickery! The end is near! I am wasted and hurt in a desert of misery!
Just when my eyes are closing, my heart succumbing to the forces of sorrow, somewhere in the distance, I hear a hopeful voice! A ray of light, an angel singing, hope has arrived, maybe a minute too late, but still, arrived to wipe my tears of fire!

Screamjack

Prayer

There is this friend of mine who I meet very often, and he keeps telling me he cannot understand prayer! He keeps explaining to me how prayer always fails to make sense in his head! Well, just a while ago, I looked into his eyes and asked him,
“When you pray, do you believe someone is listening?”
He didn’t answer, he just began to pray and experience heaven’s wonders!
I make no accusation against my friend, nor do I agree with his former opinion of prayer!
See the power of prayer is twofold! It depends not alone in the power of God but in the power of our Faith! God is intangible in the physical world! But that does not mean he has an inability to work wonders in this world! See, his wonders are worked through us! For he lives in us and we are his image! So considering this notion of mine, I can safely say that the power of our prayers has a very close relationship with our faith!
Another weakness of man is he asks more rather than thank, when he prays!
Prayer is not an opportunity to sit down and cry to God about all the things He hasn’t given us! It is an opportunity to sit down and thank Him for all the things He has given us and for all that he is going to give us, for we know and we believe all things that come from Him are good! See this friend of mine, there were days when he would cry to me and tell me, I pray and I pray, but He never listens! And everyday I find it harder for I am struck with this thought, “Why do I speak to someone I cannot see? Am I mad?” I told him that faith is blind and its beauty lies in its extent of blindness! We live in a world where people say all that glitters is not gold! Does this line make sense if our minds wish to see stone as gold or lead as gold? We have eyes and two of them only, but the two of mine have caused so much sin in me I wish God had given me only one so I could halve my guilt! What is sight? Is it a gift of God? Or is it a limit that man draws to hinder his stream of thought?
We have five senses and five senses alone! And yes we do have a few people who bring in the sixth sense. Five or six, do you think these senses, without which we are mere vegetables, are enough to completely understand the Power that dwells above? No!
See prayer is not something we do forcefully, or words we say for the sake of those words being said, or for the satisfaction of a neighbor’s ears! See prayer is a weapon! A weapon against man’s greatest enemy, temptation! And how great is God to give us such a beautiful weapon!
Let me put forth an example to form a communication pathway between my mind and yours! We have an extremely intelligent man who develops an unimaginable computer program that works wonders! In this case, man is the creator and the program is the created! Do you wish to tell me, that the program can understand the mind of the programmer? I am hopeful you do not, for then I would safely term you, either insane or rudely disagreeable! This is an example to just explain why we cannot understand the power of God!
A program is just a code that has logical sense, but our God, how loving He is to create programs in his own image! Programs that he doesn’t use, but loves! And how loving He is to shower on us ample gifts and work through us His unimaginable wonders!
Prayer is our weapon, prayer is our communication with God, and prayer is our source of comfort! We do not pray because we need to pray, but we pray because we want to pray!
For prayer under compulsion is almost ineffective but prayer under will can work wonders!
I will tell you a little more about this friend of mine! He fretted for days about the fact that he could make no communication with God! He questioned me a million times and most of the times, I had an answer! This is no boast of mine for this friend was none other than the image in my mirror!
Prayers work! Give God a chance, you’ll never regret it!
Peace

Screamjack

Faith!

Christ my love, my savior, my God!
In a situation where hope seems like a foolish endeavor, you make it seem otherwise. See I have understood that faith is a recognition of the reality that is yet to be seen. I am but a mindless romantic with hopes beyond dreams and dreams beyond desires and my words may seem to you like a maze with no exit. My apology for this is sincere.
In this work of mine, I wish to indulge in the splendors of faith! See man accepts the existence of that divine power that governs the plan that keeps us in safety. He accepts the existence of the "Almighty"! But tell me, why in the vastness of the universe does man deny the power of his creator! What is the beginning and what is the end? What is the power of the unseen? We put our hopes in Science! What is Science? Nothing but a progressive perception of what we refer to as "God"! Dwell not in the home that shelters the plan of man but realize the fact that what is unseen is more powerful than what is seen!
We the human race, who are we? We are the created and not the creator! Our intelligence lies in the will of the creator!
Avoid your ego, and build the gratitude that you are meant to, towards the creator!
Faith is not something you can explain with numbers and equations! Faith is a state of transcendence, that enables man to make the impossible, yes indeed, possible!
Christ, I love Him!
Do you know why? Cause when we consider faith and God, we question ourselves asking "Does God know our feelings, emotions, sorrows and shortcomings?"
Let me devolve to you a very important piece of information!
You may criticize and yes it is a great possibility that you may disagree with me! But God! Don't you think he gave us the greatest gift mankind can ever receive? Christ! He came down and went through the temptation that man experiences! He overcame it! He experienced the pain, sorrow and misery that we all do! And he died! And yes, he overcame death!
And do you know what that means? It means there does exist a great deal of hope for all of us.
Sorrow is our friend! A dear teacher who purges us of our sins!
The world is a pool of sin! One way does exist with which we can transcend from the desires of the flesh and satisfy the desire of our soul! Salvation has been offered, but we can be saved only if we accept the offer!
Forget the perception of your eyes and build faith in the perception of your heart!
Happiness is undefined without faith! You have a task at hand!
Define it!
Peace

The Tale Of A Ten Rupee Note

And so my story begins,
In the south country,
Switching pockets at the wink of an eye,
In my youth,
I found the respect of man,
For his greatest desires I could buy.

He treated me well,
In pride he would tell,
The tale of how he strived to earn me
But then came greed,
That made his sense bleed,
And he sold me to a merchant over a cup of tea.

The rich merchant,
The agent of greed,
He tossed me into his sparkling vault
But then he sold me,
A bribe! A disgrace!
I was used to shelter, his great fault!

As time took its toll,
On my reputation,
I saw my status swoop down like an eagle
But then there were moments,
When I would still find,
The hands of men who were rich and regal

Then came a day,
When I found the hands,
Of a curious young boy on the threshold of manhood,
His desires he embraced,
In blinding haste,
With me by his side forgetting the lessons of childhood

Then the young lady,
Driven by emotions,
Standing on the thin rope of doubt
She wasted my value,
On material desire,
And in her satin gown, she hopelessly roamed about



One blissful morning,
I found the fingers,
Of a famous man, rich but humble
He won my respect,
For his humility,
And when he used me, his character did not stumble.

One cold night,
A pretty young girl,
Dropped me in the hands of a distraught beggar
It was this deed
That I truly cherished,
A twinkle of hope, after most had withered

The old is forgotten,
The new has begun,
Man has lost his love for me.
My value is smaller,
His desires are greater,
No longer can I bring him that joyous glee.

The deeds I had done,
The hearts I had won,
When I roamed the country in my prime!
The memories have passed,
My value is lost,
Somewhere in the foggy ruins of time!

Screamjack

Psalm 151

Pick up your harps and raise your voices,
Sound your cymbals, sound them loud!
Offer your hearts and not only your tongues,
To your creator to whom your soul is vowed!

You sluggards who live, chained to wine
Be not fretful, but come to repent,
The Lord God, awaits eagerly for your return,
After you left his care and down your own road went.

Come to see the true wonders of faith,
And do not indulge in desires of vanity,
A splendid home in the holy sanctuary,
Has the Lord God for you for the rest of eternity

God I have sinned, my tears deserve no sympathy,
My heart stumbles over the hard logs of sin,
My dignity dwells beneath the soil of the earth,
Release me from the bondages of flesh and skin!

Woe to them, they who reject your word,
They who bring dirt into your holy temple,
Forgive them God, for sin has enslaved them,
Wash them with your water and cleanse your temple!

Lover of sinners, King of the heavens,
Forgive the adulteress, redeem the thief
For your hand is not too short to save,
But this world too meek in its belief!

My creator, chain my heart to your love,
Let it not wander and go astray,
Let me be a beacon light to this world,
Remember me my savior, on judgment day

The trees rustle and the great rivers flow,
According themselves to your steadfast will
Great is your name, and holy your presence,
And it is only your word by which prophesies are fulfilled!

The earth is garlanded by your loving rainbow,
And life you give us with sweet scented air
Your name shall remain for all eternity,
And never shall there be another to compare!

Screamjack

Reminisce

Love, mistakes and sorrow are the three teachers God appoints to lead us to happiness.....

Reminisce

Yes, heaven had a different plan,
Though the skies told us otherwise,
And love had some other strange purpose,
To accomplish in our blindfolded lives!

Perhaps, lies a secret to which I’m a stranger,
Lingering behind the curtains of sorrow,
To reveal to me a certain divine plan,
That instills hope of a brighter tomorrow!

You now dwell in the myriad of my memories,
Swimming into my conscience that rare day,
No more are you accountable to my heart’s crown,
And yes, the divine plan was you not to stay!

As beneath sorrow’s taming stick,
I have in obedience learnt his law,
I now dwell in the realm of reason,
And have freed myself of anger’s destructive claws!

The past was bitter we are dutiful to admit,
Drowning in the ocean of our emotions,
Victimized by momentary thoughts and feelings,
Laying our decisions in the hands of futile notions!

But love is like a poem that lives forever,
Dwelling in the heart of the faithful artist,
And in the hearts of all who indulge,
Floating within like a thin light mist!

But its remnants are only the moments pleasant,
That cradle rather than scar the soul,
So time taught me to accept the loss,
And wisdom to find Him who made me whole!

I can now smile as I reminisce,
Plunging deep into my mind,
My soul now can willfully smile,
As I stop my life, and for a while rewind!

Akash Ovian