by Novid Shaid, 2011
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The Mirror
Reflects me standing
Me standing
I look ahead
The Mirror
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Category Archives: Sufi/Mystical
For The Path
By Novid Shaid, 2011
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Oh Allah thanks and praise be!
For Your tremendous bounties
For the path which You conceived
Which leads us to Your Beauty!
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Chorus: La ilaha illalah
Red Light
By Novid Shaid, 2011
Wa kulla shayin hammana yahuna bismika Ya Azeem
Red light, in a traffic jam. A swirling, rich, lollipopish red. Good enough to bite a chunk out of, not red like blood, but sweet red. The red light shone in front of him, in a tiny revolving ball, which seemed to be growing at a gradual pace. First the size of a pea, now grown to a draught piece, spinning and circling before him, as he sat, twiddling his thumbs under the steering wheel, in this sweltering day, with no end to the relentless congestion and blistering heat.
The Soldier
A Lesson On Spiritual Laxity
By Novid Shaid, 2004
(Author’s Note: First and foremost, this is advice for myself)
A nervous, young soldier, waited impatiently underneath his trench. Listening carefully, he held his breath. For a whole minute he heard silence ruling above him and it seemed that the bullets and bombs had stopped. Hope rising in his heart and feeling the strain of this long, hard, protracted war, he was sure this was a telling sign. Inwardly, he wrestled with his conscience. Fear stated that he should remain cautious and in a state of ever present alertness. Hope said, this was just rewards for his long hard slog, for holding the fort, for his indefatigability. Fear, hope. Hope, fear. Fear, hope. Hope, fear. Oscillating for a while, he sat against the mud and the stench of his trench, becoming increasingly exasperated. He gripped his rifle tightly, clenched his teeth, closed his eyes, then looked up at the sky for help. The silence and peace was just irresistible. Fear, hope. Hope fear. Fear, hope. Hope, fear. Hope. That was it. Resolute, he thought it was now safe to chance it above.
Qul Ya Azeem!
Interpretation by Novid Shaid, 2011
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Qul Ya Azeem!
Antal Azeem!
Qad Hammana!
Hammul azeem!
Wa qullu shayin hammana!
Yahunu bismika Ya Azeem
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Resting on earth
Living so free
There lies a man
Content in poverty
Nowhere to turn
Nowhere to hide
Raising his hands,
He calls to the sky
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Chorus: Qul Ya Azeem!
Uprising
by Novid Shaid, April, 2011
The uprising
upsurges, escalating,
preparing the ground for
a ground breaking
an earth-shattering
downfall
Freedom
Musty fumes belch out
of Kabul’s downtown sprawling mass
of rambling rickshaws, tooting Toyotas,
trotting horse drawn carts,
heaving and straining
with the weight of rotting carcasses
and the salvaged wreckages of time.
World Events
Like
an
inexorable
river
thundering,
gaining in momentum, swelling,
the multifarious world events flow to a waterfall,
spraying
into
the
tributaries of time.
Some drops plummet
like weighty rocks
shattering our surfaces
but other drops
float and slide
restoring unity.
Then foam rises
resurrecting from
the impact of reactions,
forming
convoluted clouds
or arresting apparitions
Before we evaporate into the ether,
Will we fall, or burst, or saturate?
Will we merge, or clear, or emanate?
An Ode to The Hadra, By Novid Shaid, 2011
Soaring past the stars
Plunging through the seas
Drowning all who join
The Hadra sets them free
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Everlasting Lights!
Surround them and unite!
Song: Behold
By Novid Shaid, 2002
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Behold with your heart!
His everlasting light,
Behold with your heart, behold!
Behold with your heart!
This overwhelming sight,
Behold with your heart, behold!
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Beyond everything
Gazes the True King
Who fashioned all that we know.
Peerless is His might
Endless His timeless light
Find Him through your heart, behold
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Chorus: Behold with your heart! (…)