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Filling life hole of hollowness with sanity
Gratitude to all poets at open rendezvous
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Learn to laugh in grief..It is my request in brief
Aftab Alam 'Khursheed'
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- Late Dream
- Death Hugs Me Every Night
- Lie: The Mother Of Evil
- You Have Killed The Bird
- Soul Is The Creator’s Image Within Cre...
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- Enjoy The Bliss Of Eternity
- Be The Sun, The Hope
- Thorns Are Friend Of Roses
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- Close The Eyes And Feel The Whisper
- North Star
Aftab Alam Poems
A Drop Of Happiness
From the grief ocean, I steal, a drop of happiness, For every autumn, I get a lovely beautiful spring, For human youth; the festive, to dance and sing, We nature, within nature; keepeth blissful fitness,
Ugly Legs Of Peacock
Once, I danced; Under the cloudless canopy, With a dream of yours, What a joyous moment it was!
Go On Writing
I'Ve Learnt To Laugh In Grief
Delicate you are, Fragile-agile roses! Thou art Boldness; Angels on earth you must be.
‘o' My Almighty
Is it tears of the night? Or pearls of the day! Is it woes of the star? Or dancing feathers gay!
That's How Sun Dies
When all birds flew back to nest, for rest, Sinking sun into west when floated very fast Heavy hands and hazy mind when lost its zest, Then I am quite sure, he is losing vigor bast,
Petals Of Peace
What life! For I know, it's a magical bag I can see uneyed, the bag with its tag Always empty, it has a gigantic desire What a folly with us? Why bathed in pyre!
Coming Of Jesus
Jesus came, Jesus came, Jesus came for us Jerusalem is shining bright, Jesus came for us On the roof before the dusk, Jesus came to us Tears roll, bare sole, song of praise, rush n rush
What nature! Is it more beautiful than the human senses? What nature! Beyond the imagination of human mind,
Go On Painting
How fast thou move with the sound, ye brook, I find; No boat, no dive, yet, you are so beautiful, I drank, Thy sight, a throat full opiate; I went to swoon, A nature's painting! Lovely Curios; I will be back soon,
A Beautiful Life's Game
I was nowhere; neither was any trace of mine, In fact, in the lap of death, enjoying life's pine, I never fled but throughout the life, I bleed, Still, enough blood is left, for peace to plead.
Whole World Is Burning
My country is burning There is flame of hatred On the stove of faith Chef frying the trust
Awake, awake, O my torn fate! Be wise Why do you fall? Can't you rise? Hurry up! before the body is buried deep, Keep thy change that ye must keep.
Quotationsmore quotations »
''Greatest victory which we desire, is to defeat truth and Lo! Truth is undefeated''Everybody has his own logic to prove, , he is right
''Never expect anything, ye will never be demoralized''High expectation kills
''Walk towards the light, put it on your head and then crush your shadow that hides under your feet''be a virtuous soul, acquire knowledge, kill the ignorance
''Loving own country is to love peace''those don't love their own nation, in fact they create restlessness
''Envy-Thy art blindness''those envy forget right and wrong
A Drop Of Happiness
From the grief ocean, I steal, a drop of happiness,
For every autumn, I get a lovely beautiful spring,
For human youth; the festive, to dance and sing,
We nature, within nature; keepeth blissful fitness,
When spring comes, nature with its beauty; greet,
Flower with hue sways and butterflies do flip flop,
Calm breeze's sensational blush; a birth of hope,
Seasons love, mingles with whole color, they meet.
Know, a place in mind, away from the physical spring,
Hatching spring and brooding youth forever, a bliss,
Grief of the world; dry petals, away ...