Treasure Island

Aufie Zophy

(18 October 1964)

The Soul-ar Eclipse


A house, a car, as nice and expensive
A focus on things, so fixed and intensive
The morals are gone, the ego is lying
The soul is eclipsed and silently crying

Prayer is left, faith is obscured
By drinks and by sex our egos are lured
Stocks and cash demand the attention
No place for the spiritual dimension

Even if creed and religion’s alive
The ego makes it a reason for strife
No thought during prayer, only through lips
It’s hardly a cure to the soular eclipse

Prayer with heart and prayer with mind,
Acts without strife, and randomly kind
Are the way of the good ones, the way of the wise
Our world and our lives are meant to be nice

Submitted: Saturday, May 15, 2010
Edited: Tuesday, January 31, 2012

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  • Colin J... (7/26/2010 2:49:00 PM)

    If we all could have that eclipse in our hearts we could all be better people...
    Great Poem...
    Colin J... (Report) Reply

  • Malaya Roses (6/15/2010 10:14:00 PM)

    millions dollar in cash, mansion reach the clouds, beauty queens on row; will not satisfied human greed. There are more to get and become theirs; no words of Thanks Allah (Alhamdullillah) but more sins will be done by them.
    this is the reality since i understand what is modern life all about. power, money, sex, betrayal, lies and all devilish act shall become man character once the Most Gracious Allah give them what they want.Too little to say and pray for Allah forgivesness.
    excellent. (Report) Reply

  • Preetam Shetty (6/7/2010 3:19:00 AM)

    The soul is eclipsed and silently crying


    i agree with you completely, the inner soul, the inner voice has been crying for somtime but in the chaos of the outer world desires it is not really heard.....

    10 + (Report) Reply

  • Onelia Avelar (5/25/2010 2:17:00 AM)

    Saying much, very good title of the poem and a lovely affinity to rhyming, which is quite rare lately - this makes me think that there is some eclipse of the good old rhyme ;) in the contemporary poetry... (Report) Reply

  • Gita Ashok (5/24/2010 11:54:00 AM)

    So very relevant to the times that we are living in.
    My favorite line is:
    The soul is eclipsed and silently crying (Report) Reply

  • Amrit Rathi (5/20/2010 5:02:00 AM)

    A very lovely poem with pathos for modern deteriorating values which obscure our real self.
    You are very good in spicing up your poems with simplicity of emotions. Thanks for sharing. (Report) Reply

  • Sreekala Sukumaran (5/18/2010 8:58:00 AM)

    Prayer with heart and prayer with mind,
    Acts without strife, and randomly kind
    Are the way of the good ones, the way of the wise
    Our world and our lives are meant to be nice.. Neatly written with utter care liked the ending lines very much keep on writing ur doing a great job... (Report) Reply

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