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“I dreamt of you in my fiercest nights,
I craved for you in my suffering frights.
I ached for you on my brightest flights,
I trekked the galaxy seeking your sight.”
― Abhijit Naskar, Either Right or Human: 300 Limericks of Inclusion

“Mind begins at the wake of chains,
Life begins at the wake of sect.
A hundred hajj won't make you holy,
If your heart is ever cold and dead.”
― Abhijit Naskar, Dervis Vadisi: 100 Promissory Sonnets

“Beyond all crucifix and calculus, Love is the only cosmic education.”
― Abhijit Naskar, Dervis Vadisi: 100 Promissory Sonnets

“Only the heart can shatter to a million pieces and still keep beating,”
― Abhijit Naskar, Dervis Vadisi: 100 Promissory Sonnets

“Lock-n-Key (The Sonnet)

I am the lock,
You are the key.
Sight of your smile,
showers me with glee.

I got no need for church-n-mosque,
Got no need for God or Jehovah.
These are for those seeking security,
Upon love's face unfolds my Mecca.

Yesterday I was a sensible infant,
I studied scripture seeking holiness.
Today I am a grownass nutter,
Only godly gift is love's holy mess.

Bibles are expendable,
Altars are expendable.
Till love takes preference,
God itself is expendable.”
― Abhijit Naskar, Yüz Åžiirlerin Yüzüğü (Ring of 100 Poems, Bilingual Edition): 100 Turkish Poems with Translations

“Existence oughta be a record of love.”
― Abhijit Naskar, Visvavictor: Kanima Akiyor Kainat

“Love is the bedrock of us all.”
― Abhijit Naskar, Yüz Åžiirlerin Yüzüğü (Ring of 100 Poems, Bilingual Edition): 100 Turkish Poems with Translations

“More torturous the tears, more alive the seer.”
― Abhijit Naskar, Yüz Åžiirlerin Yüzüğü (Ring of 100 Poems, Bilingual Edition): 100 Turkish Poems with Translations

“Love if there is time -
Love, and there is time.
Love if there is breath -
Love, and there is breath.”
― Abhijit Naskar, Yüz Åžiirlerin Yüzüğü (Ring of 100 Poems, Bilingual Edition): 100 Turkish Poems with Translations

“Love if there is time - Love, and there is time.”
― Abhijit Naskar, Yüz Åžiirlerin Yüzüğü (Ring of 100 Poems, Bilingual Edition): 100 Turkish Poems with Translations

“Joy makes us feel good, pain makes us alive.”
― Abhijit Naskar, Yüz Åžiirlerin Yüzüğü (Ring of 100 Poems, Bilingual Edition): 100 Turkish Poems with Translations

“Your wound is my wound,
Your heartbreak is my heartbreak.
Iceage apes pleasure pouring salt,
To human wounds I am bandaid.”
― Abhijit Naskar, Yaralardan Yangın DoÄŸar: Explorers of Night are Emperors of Dawn

“Those who are moved by love, can move the whole world.”
― Abhijit Naskar, Yarasistan: My Wounds, My Crown

“All say, what religion is Naskar! Naskar says, what religion is the sun!”
― Abhijit Naskar, The Centurion Sermon: Mental Por El Mundo

“Love is our nationality, not land. Compassion is our religion, not creed. Conscience is our byword, not constitution.”
― Abhijit Naskar, Her Insan Ailem: Everyone is Family, Everywhere is Home

“Two Naskars (Sonnet 1541)

There's not one but two Naskars,
one humanitarian, the other sufi -
both rooted in a hatebusting blend
of reason and warmth, humanizing humanity.

The humanitarian sets fire to the blood,
the sufi makes ointment out of wounds.
Though the sufi came after the humanitarian,
it has only magnified the reformer's boon.

Along the journey of a humanitarian,
the sufi emerges from his soulful sea.
Cutting ties with all cave-age customs,
oneness is actualized in mindful diversity.”
― Abhijit Naskar, World War Human: 100 New Earthling Sonnets

“Unleash yourself as love testament, be the answer to archaic derangement.”
― Abhijit Naskar, World War Human: 100 New Earthling Sonnets

“The world is my church,
people my divine.
Oneness is my edict,
cure for habits unkind.”
― Abhijit Naskar, World War Human: 100 New Earthling Sonnets

“The Islam I Live
(Sufi Sonnet 1640)

The Islam I live speaks of love,
The Islam I live is gentle as dove.
The Islam I live claims no convert,
The Islam I live warms all in hug.

The Islam I live transcends doctrine,
The Islam I live transcends the mosque.
The Islam I live holds no faith foreign,
The Islam I live finds good in every walk.

The Islam I live is a walking azaan,
living call to tolerance and acceptance.
Muslim poet am I, from the valley of love,
The Islam I live is the end of violence.

The Islam I live is an act of peace,
a promise of love, in a world of malice.”
― Abhijit Naskar, The Divine Refugee

“The Islam I live is a walking azaan,
living call to tolerance and acceptance.
Muslim poet am I, from the valley of love,
The Islam I live is the end of violence.”
― Abhijit Naskar, The Divine Refugee

“The Islam I live speaks of love,
The Islam I live is gentle as dove.
The Islam I live claims no convert,
The Islam I live warms all in hug.

The Islam I live transcends doctrine,
The Islam I live transcends the mosque.
The Islam I live holds no faith foreign,
The Islam I live finds good in every walk.”
― Abhijit Naskar, The Divine Refugee

“Pilgrim of love is pilgrim of truth.”
― Abhijit Naskar, World War Human: 100 New Earthling Sonnets

“Flawed, we all are,
Scared, we all are!
Embracing flaws, surpassing fear,
We stand tall, as sapient seer.”
― Abhijit Naskar, World War Human: 100 New Earthling Sonnets

“Pilgrim of love is pilgrim of truth,
all other pilgrimage is lesser travel.
Pilgrim of oneness is walking poetry,
all other poetry is lesser material.”
― Abhijit Naskar, World War Human: 100 New Earthling Sonnets

“Hate is animal handicap,
Love is divine prosthetic.”
― Abhijit Naskar, World War Human: 100 New Earthling Sonnets

“Sentience of a distant space,
I stand at your starry doorstep.
Born of carbon this simple life,
I come bearing a thread of love lace.”
― Abhijit Naskar, Either Right or Human: 300 Limericks of Inclusion

“Latinos regard me as latino,
Americans reckon I'm american,
Muslims consider me a muslim,
that's how I've lived as a human.”
― Abhijit Naskar, The Divine Refugee

“There are cracks across my heart, nothing can bar the pouring rays.”
― Abhijit Naskar, The Divine Refugee

“Light is but suffering harnessed,
Genius is brokenness harnessed.”
― Abhijit Naskar, The Divine Refugee

“How did I get That Which Is? By the Will, Grace and Mercy of That: of What Is. By surrendering my all to All That Is. And lastly, by un-reading all books I had read. Thus the 'I' was dead. All that remained then, and stays now, is the 'I' of Whatsoever Is.”
― Fakeer Ishavardas