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Best Poems Written by Sehrab Sathoo

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The Time Is Now

The chains are heavy, the silence deep,
A slumbering world, where shadows creep.
We watch injustice, with eyes downcast,
Our spirits broken, our futures lost.
How long will we endure this pain?
How long will we wear this chain?
The time has come, to rise and stand,
To reclaim our lives, to take command.
Our voices silenced, our rights denied,
Our dreams shattered, our hopes defied.
But in our hearts, a fire burns bright,
A yearning for freedom, a burning light.
No more excuses, no more fear,
The moment's here, the time is near.
Let courage rise, let anger swell,
Break free from chains, and break the spell.
Unite, my brothers, unite, my sisters,
Against the tyrants, against the twisters.
Demand your rights, with voices strong,
Fight for freedom, where you belong.
Let justice reign, let truth prevail,
Let freedom's banner, proudly sail.
The time for action, is now at hand,
Rise up, and take back your land.

 * Sehrab Sathoo

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A Call To Return

The whispers rise, a gentle plea,
A call to hearts, to turn and see.
The path we stray, so far astray,
From light of truth, we lose our way.
The world entices, with fleeting grace,
A mirage of joy, in time and space.
We chase its shadows, blind and lost,
Ignoring whispers, counting the cost.
Our hearts grow heavy, with guilt and shame,
A burning fire, consuming the flame.
We seek solace, in empty things,
While true peace, on high it sings.
A hand is stretched, in boundless love,
A chance to mend, sent from above.
Repent, return, with humble plea,
To the mercy vast, eternally.
The door is open, wide and bright,
To guide us back, from darkest night.
No matter how, we've gone astray,
His love can cleanse, and light the way.
So let us rise, with tearful eyes,
And seek forgiveness, in the skies.
Return to Allah, with hearts sincere,
And find true peace, forever near.

 * Sehrab Sathoo

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The Unseen Tears

A gilded cage, this world we claim,
Where shadows dance and truth is lame.
A hollow echo, laughter rings,
While sorrow's dirge the heartstrings sings.
We chase the mirage, gold so bright,
Ignoring whispers of the night.
Each fleeting pleasure, dearly bought,
With pieces of the soul we've lost.
The masks we wear, a constant guise,
Concealing tears behind our eyes.
We build our castles on the sand,
Ignoring time's relentless hand.
The winds of change, they fiercely blow,
And all our fragile structures go.
We're left with shards of what we knew,
A bitter taste, a sky untrue.
But even in the deepest dark,
A tiny ember, a single spark.
A flicker of hope, refusing to die,
A whisper of truth, reaching for the sky.
So let us face this world's deceit,
With open hearts and steady feet.
For even in the face of pain,
A resilient spirit can still remain.

 * Sehrab Sathoo

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The Valley’s Veins

The Valley's Veins

Where mountains weep a silent tear,
And Chinar leaves turn crimson near,
A whisper rises, soft and low,
Of stories that the valleys know.
Of voices hushed, and spirits bound,
On hallowed, ancient, sacred ground,
They rise, not fueled by hate's dark flame,
But justice, whispered in each name.
The chains that bind, they yearn to break,
For futures that their children make,
Not shadowed by the past's despair,
But bathed in freedom's golden air.
From Srinagar's heart to Gulmarg's grace,
A yearning burns in every face,
For peace that blooms, and truth that sings,
And hope on fragile, hopeful wings.
They seek no war, no violent fight,
But dignity, and what is right,
Their voices echo, clear and strong,
A symphony against the wrong.
Though trials come, and shadows fall,
Their spirit answers freedom's call,
With patient strength, and hearts so bold,
A story waiting to unfold.

Sehrab Sathoo

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The Masks We Wear

The faces we meet, a fleeting show,
Behind the smiles, what secrets grow?
A tapestry woven, thread by thread,
With hidden motives, words unsaid.
We build our walls, so high and strong,
Protecting hearts from going wrong.
But in that fortress, cold and bare,
We lose the touch, the love we share.
The whispers spread, a venomous sting,
Of judgments cast, and truths they bring,
Distorted, twisted, out of place,
Leaving wounds that time can't erase.
We chase the shadows, fleeting fame,
Ignoring whispers of our name.
A hollow echo, applause so brief,
A shallow joy, a fleeting relief.
The masks we wear, a constant guise,
Concealing tears behind our eyes.
We play our roles, with practiced grace,
While longing for a true embrace.
But even in this world so cold,
A spark of kindness can unfold.
A gentle hand, a listening ear,
Reminding us that love is near.
So let us strive, with open hearts,
To break the chains, and play our parts.
To see beyond the surface deep,
And plant the seeds of kindness to keep.

 * Sehrab Sathoo