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  • Voices of the Bhakti Movement: Poems that Still Resonate

    As mid-April blossoms into Pohela Boishakh, Baisakhi, and Ambedkar Jayanti, we witness not just seasonal or cultural shifts—but spiritual reminders. These dates mark beginnings, harvests, revolutions of identity, and the dignity of selfhood. What better moment to revisit the deeply personal and profoundly political verses of the Bhakti Movement?

    The Bhakti saints spoke in simple tongues, but their words had the weight of mountains. They shattered caste walls, defied societal norms, and chose poetry as their protest and prayer.

    These poems weren’t written for scholars. They were written for people like us—soulful, weary, hopeful. And yes, they still speak.

    1. Mirabai – The Lover Devotee of Krishna

    Picture Source : Wikipedia

    Poem:
    “Mere to Giridhar Gopal, doosro na koi,
    Jaake sir mor mukut, mero pati soi.”

    Meaning:
    “My only beloved is Giridhar Gopal (Krishna), I belong to none else.
    The one who wears the peacock feather crown—that alone is my husband.”

    Why it resonates today:

    Mirabai’s defiance of patriarchal norms mirrors the journeys of modern women choosing self-love over societal pressure, or standing by partners and dreams that the world may not approve of. Her devotion is echoed in every woman choosing authenticity over conformity. In interfaith relationships, LGBTQ+ love, and bold artistic self-expression—Mira still sings.

    2. Kabir – The Weaver of Eternal Truths

    Picture Source: artofit.org

    Poem:
    “Bura jo dekhan main chala, bura na milya koi,
    Jo man khoja aapna, mujhse bura na koi.”

    Meaning:
    “I went out to find evil in others, but found none.
    When I looked within myself, I realized none was worse than me.”

    Why it resonates today:

    In a digital age full of cancel culture, online outrage, and blaming others for everything—from politics to personal woes—Kabir reminds us to turn inward. This poem is a guide to emotional maturity and self-awareness. It’s a timeless push toward introspection over judgment.

    3. Tukaram – The Farmer Mystic

    Picture Source: Pinterest

    Poem:
    “Pandharicha mahatva kon jane re,
    Techi jane jyancha bhaktichya bhare.”

    Meaning:
    “Who truly knows the greatness of Pandharpur?
    Only those drenched in the flood of devotion.”

    Why it resonates today:

    Tukaram’s poetry connects deeply with today’s grassroots voices, farmers’ protests, and simple folk whose faith is their survival. His verses still sing in every rural home where belief and struggle live side by side. In a world that often ignores the rural, the underpaid, and the overlooked—Tukaram remains a voice of dignity.

    4. Andal – The Divine Girl of Tamil Bhakti

    Picture Source : Wikipedia

    Poem (from Tiruppavai):
    “Margazhi thingal madhi niraindha nannalal
    Neerada podhuvir, podhumino!”

    Meaning:
    “This is the auspicious month of Margazhi, lit with moonlight.
    Come, let us bathe and celebrate together!”

    Why it resonates today:

    Andal’s poetry feels like a call to collective feminine joy. In today’s world of sisterhood circles, girlhood revivals, women’s retreats, and sacred feminine movements, her invitation to spiritually bathe together is an ancient version of modern self-care, sisterhood, and divine femininity.

    5. Ravidas – The Voice of Equality

    Picture Source : Indian Postal Stamp, Wikipedia

    Poem:
    “Begampura sheher ka naam, dukh andohu nahi jisme dham.”

    Meaning:
    “The name of the city is Begampura—
    A city with no sorrow or suffering.”

    Why it resonates today:

    This verse is an anthem for every activist, every oppressed voice, and every dreamer of justice. It resonates during Ambedkar Jayanti when India remembers the long fight for equality. Ravidas’s “Begampura” is today’s utopia—where caste, class, and gender don’t define opportunity. It lives in protests, in policy demands, and in people who still believe a better world is possible.

    So, Why Now?

    Because we are once again in a time where:

    • Love is politicized.
    • Faith is divided.
    • Women are questioning roles.
    • The marginalized are rising.
    • And amidst the noise, the soul still longs for truth and tenderness.

    These verses are not just relics—they are resonances.
    They live in:

    • A girl posting poetry on Instagram about heartbreak and the cosmos.
    • A Dalit student topping civil services.
    • A farmer holding onto faith during floods.

    Endnote: Bhakti is not Blind

    Bhakti is not about superstition or subservience. It is about devotion as power.
    It is about surrender—not to oppression, but to truth, love, and purpose.

    This Pohela Boishakh, Baisakhi, and Ambedkar Jayanti, let us not only light lamps and wear new clothes—
    Let us light a fire of poetry inside.
    Let us listen to voices that refused to stay quiet, even centuries ago.

    Because maybe, in the quiet of your heart,
    Mirabai still weeps.
    Kabir still questions.
    Ravidas still dreams.
    Andal still sings.
    And you, dear reader, still feel.

    Thank you for reading!

  • Villain

    Everytime I look at you

    I feel like you are someone I have been looking for ages,

    I want to hold you close

    But I am scared you will overcome me Just like different stages,

    And what if you change like Moon’s phases.

    I don’t wanna lie to you, But the Satan in me loves to do.

    I guess the Poetries will always remain, The only place I can spil all my truths.

    The truths that are dark, The stories that make me a villain

    The tales that can hide the angel in me

    And show the traits of the devil.

    Maybe Villains don’t deserve love, And maybe I also don’t

    Maybe they are forever judged, And maybe they are always doomed.

    But no matter what I do or where I go

    The eternal truth is,

    I am and will always be

    in Love with You.

    -©Kulsoom Abid

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  • Home Can Be A Person Too

    By Kulsoom Abid

    The one you can be yourself with, without the fear of being judged,
    The one you can travel miles with, even after knowing the roads will be rough.

    Not only the one you remember when you are happy,
    But the one you go to when you are sad,
    The one that’s ready to love you, even when you are bad.

    When the world is full of lies,
    The one with a truthful and friendly smiles.
    The one you can trust to never leave your hand,
    Even if you are miles apart, you know by your side they will forever stand.
    The one who wipes you tears and console your heart when it’s tired,
    That person who is ready to be with you without ever being retired.

    You know when you messed up
    All night they will stay up
    Until your pain goes down,
    They are all ears for you
    When you want to pour your secrets
    From dusk till dawn.

    The one who is your comfort and the one who is your peace,
    The one you can be ugly around and the one that can help you sleep.

    The one that you never run from
    But the one you always run to,
    They say, ” Home can be a person too”
    And for me, that person is You.

    – © Kulsoom Abid

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  • The Door

    The Door

    They say close the door when someone leaves,
    “ it’s easy”, is that what you believe?
    How can you close the door,
    When you hope the person will return?
    How can you close the door,
    When you are scared you’ll lose your turn?
    The door to my heart will never be closed for you my love,
    There are wall too, the ones I wish you cloud climb above.
    Maybe I should let go of all the hopes,
    But my heart will never let me close the doors.
    Even after years of your departure,
    The door will still be wide open,
    As my heart will forever await your arrival.
    I’m waiting for you,
    Standing near the door,
    I hope you will come soon,
    At least before I’m no more.

    – ©Kulsoom Abid

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  • तस्वीर

    Hello everyone, I was just wondering I never posted anything in Hindi. So here’s a poem by me in Hindi.

    तस्वीर

    बस एक तेरी तस्वीर ही है अब मेरे पास, वरना बचा क्या है?
    रिश्ता ज़िंदा है आज भी मेरे दिल में,
    वरना निभाने की वजह क्या है?
    माना नाराज़ थे हम,
    पर खफा तुम भी तो थे…
    मेरी बेरुखी की वजह तुम भी तो थे|
    “प्यार है तुमसे, लौट आओ”, कहा था हमने
    “नहीं, चले जाओ”, अलफ़ाज़ तुम्हारे ही तो थे|
    मेरे दिल में हो तुम, इसलिए इन कविताओं में हो…
    ये कवितायेँ, ये एहसास, ये प्यार ही तो है
    वरना बचा क्या है?
    एक तेरी तस्वीर से इश्क़ निभाने की
    वरना वजह क्या है?

    – ©Kulsoom Abid

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  • I Write…

    Picture by: @_miss_abid_ Instagram page

    I write when I’m upset,

    I write when I’m broken.

    I write when I have nowhere else to go.

    I write when that’s the only thing I want to do.

    I write when I have to one to talk to,

    I write when my soul asks me to.

    I write when I’m happy.

    I write when words pull me towards them,

    I write when my thoughts make me overwhelmed.

    I write when my pen wants to dance,

    I write when my feelings are the song.

    I write when my soul wants to fly high in the sky,

    I write when my words begin to cry.

    I write when my heart wants to dive deep into the sea,

    I write when I want to show what I see.

    I write when the paper pleads,

    I write when my pen wants to bleed.

    I write for the pain that’s biting,

    I write for the sake of writing.

    -©Kulsoom Abid

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  • The Moon Looks Like


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    “The moon looks like a dear friend,
    A far but a near friend,
    Keeping me company, till the darkness end.


    Listening to my tears, fears, sorrow and befall,
    Until I have said it all.


    Until I crawl under the moonlight and fall asleep,
    Moon helps me count the sheeps.


    She hide my scars and make me look beautiful in her light,
    Assuring me, everything will be alright.


    She fills my heart with hope and strength to fight,
    And if things won’t work out,
    I’ll be okay just by her sight.


    The moon looks like a dear friend,
    A far but a near friend,
    Keeping me company, till the darkness end.”

    -©Kulsoom Abid

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  • Thoughts of a Grey- headed Pigeon.

    “I’m unique with my white body and grey head
    But i do eat the same bread.


    Wherever my eyes go ,
    I see my fellow greys and whites,
    Somehow my appearance matter to them more than the light’s.


    Somehow I’m both but none,
    Somehow I feel like an alien.


    Although I’m just like them,
    Yet so un-like them.


    I know there is a difference,
    All i wish for is acceptance.


    Although I have same traits,
    Which the society rejects.


    They are blinded by the myth of appearance,
    All I wish for is acceptance.”

    – ©K.@bid

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  • Don’t Kill Yourself Today

    Poem source: tumble.com

    Don’t kill yourself today

    Because your Netflix trial still has a week left

    Don’t kill yourself today

    Because no one else will finish off the chicken in the fridge

    Don’t kill yourself today

    Because I know for a fact that Starbucks is releasing a new Frappuccino sometime next month

    Yes, your mother will miss you

    Yes your bully will make a sappy Facebook post about how what a wonderful person you were

    And yes

    Suicide is a permanent solution to a temporary problem

    You know that

    You’ve known that

    Everyone and anyone has been shoving that down your throat since they first learned what the word suicide meant

    So don’t kill yourself

    Until you finish your shampoo and conditioner at the same time

    Don’t kill yourself

    Until Doctor Who is finally cancelled

    Don’t kill yourself

    Until you tell someone your best pasta recipe 

    Don’t kill yourself 

    Because I will keep coming up with reasons for you not to

    And I need you

    To hear all of them

    Don’t kill yourself

    I love you

    You’re important

    It’s a bad day

    Not a bad life

    There is more to this

    The world will keep spinning on its axis without you

    But

    Think of all the sunrises you’d miss

    I know this sounds pointless

    But when you’re sitting in front of everything deadly you own

    Revising your goodbyes

    There will be too much darkness 

    To see anything else

    But this is not about seeing anything else

    This is about turning off the lights

    This is about finding the bed instead of the noose

    This is about giving yourself one more day

    Even if it takes ten thousand of those

    One more morning’s

    Until

    “I can’t wait for tomorrow”

    This is about staying alive

    Because there’s gonna be a new Marvel movie

    No one should miss that

    This is about staying alive

    Because the future is coming 

    And it’s ready for you

    I don’ t need you to see it

    I just need you to believe you can make it 

    Until then

    – Hannah Dains