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The Pain of Separation From Love. To Saqib 6608 by Manatita

Updated on December 29, 2014
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Manatita is an esteemed author living in London, UK. He writes spiritual books, flash fiction and esoteric poetry, his favourite genre.


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Pure Inspiration

I live in a land of separation.

It is a strange or surreal country,

And not my real Home.

You’ve sent me here, O Allah?

Yet this self-love, this acquired ego,

Has veiled my inner Satnav;

Created an Alzheimer of forgetfulness;

Now I stumble painfully in a veil of darkness.

Sweet Ocean of my origin, do not forget me.

This tiny drop, first delivered from

Your playground of Bliss Supreme,

Now lies in mourning, surrounded by a flood of delusions.

I use aggrandisements to cover my fear;

The vestiges of desire and greed do shackle me in chains.

The attachment-bondage of outer affluence in myriad forms,

Enslave the freedom of my Soul.

Anger has darkened the beauty of the Spirit;

Lust and greed has chained me, to a cobweb of entanglements.

O Divine Gate-keeper, where is Your lantern of Fire?

It burns not, yet smoulders the Soul in its effulgence,

To dine in paradise.

Come! Take me away on Da Vinci’s Mona of Love,

To escape this dark chasm of ignorance and ephemeral shadows.

Hold my hands; guide this lost child of Yours,

To return to the realm of Silence-Peace.

-Manatita, Bard of Solace, 18th December, 2014. ©Copyrighted.

~Word-crafted Wisdom. Awakening the Light Within


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I once felt this separation, and cried in my Soul. So far it has been my most painful experience, and lasted for 18 months! Through it all I knew that God loved me, it is just that I had disobeyed His Will, and the Soul, in its wisdom, sought to bring me back to God. It was a very painful process, one very necessary, but nevertheless meaningful and filled with hope.

May the Mother-Father-God bless us all, in our separation from Love. Om Shanti!


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      manatita44 3 years ago from london

      Thanks a lot, Bro.

      Yes, another very special one. Peace.

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      Victor W. Kwok 3 years ago from Hawaii

      Amazingly written poem, Manatita. An extraordinary verse!

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      manatita44 3 years ago from london

      Beautiful story. Praise be!

      We are all separated from God. No one is spared, really. Love is the process of finding our way back, but this requires receptivity, and receptivity requires prayer both verbal and interior, as well as gratitude and selfless service.

      On a higher level, we are not really separate. God is not only our birthright but is totally omnipresent.

      "I am the rose and dwell in the fragrance that it produces. I am its root and the kernel from which it came. I am the rain that gave life to the soil and you will find me in the very core of all of them combined."

      Just made this up, but you truly are God. What ever you do your inner Father knows and even the very hairs on your head are numbered. There is a Light shining inside you, and you are unique. Our Beloved finds you special, and wants to manifest His dreams. Find out your mission and glorify His name.

      Be loving, be kind. Strive to serve. Love is the greatest force. Please feel free to write if it will help in any way. Inner blessings and much love. Peace.

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      Dana Tate 3 years ago from LOS ANGELES

      I feel separated from God right now. But I have a beautiful testimony to share with you. I was on my way to work and I was waiting at a street light to cross to the other side and I said to myself: "I should throw myself in front of a car I'm just tired of living this life". It was just a thought planted in my head but, this guy looked over at me, who appeared to be homeless and said: " The Lord told me to tell you don't do it!" I asked him what he was talking about and he said " I don't know what you're thinking, but whatever it is the Lord said don't do it everything is going to be alright." The Lord is always there lovingly watching us. Even we can't feel Him, or trace Him- He says He will never leave us or forsake us and that message I received from a "homeless" person proved to me His word is real.

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      manatita44 3 years ago from london

      Assalama Alaikum!

      Brother Saqib, your soulful appreciation of my poem so far, is without parallel, and I bathe in the font of gratitude.

      All praise, indeed! Alhamdull'ilah. Salaam!

      P.S Remembering your Fiancée

      Jamie, this is a very special honour. I look forward to reading your next poem. Try a sonnet. Much love and regards to your family.

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      Jamie Lee Hamann 3 years ago from Reno NV

      Beautifully crafted and wonderfully written poem. Thank you for this, I almost look to your poems as sermons to start my day. Your friend Jamie.

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      SAQIB 3 years ago from HYDERABAD PAKISTAN

      I have been Humbled really. First of all I am grateful and greatly indebted to you brother Manatita for dedicating a hub with such a serene and wonderfully "crafted" poem for me, I have no words to thank.

      "Created an Alzheimer of forgetfulness" are the right words indeed, from "me" but in "your poem", that clearly shows how close we are. Our thoughts reflect our persona. Manatita you have been a great fella in such a short span of time for me.

      Again reverberating in my mind are your words "Sweet Ocean of my origin, do not forget me"

      All praise/submissions be to ALLAH Almighty.


      Peace Brother Manatita