Aftab Alam Poems

Crow they hatch the cuckoo
Both are known by their sounds
One is very harsh, other so sweet
Cuckoo learnt the sweetness
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Is it rehearsal?
Or some sort of exhibition going on! ,
In a grand Hotel,
Candle light dinner is on,
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I am soluble in earth and not perishable,
Grief is my ornament, ‘am not miserable
For when I die, death will be the curtain,
All those born will die, I'm sure and certain
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Nature has taught us every thing.
Love and hatred, save and revenge,
Reason behind it is clear; to balance,
'Cause nature knows, how to balance?
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Is it tease or appease?
The pinning freedom which we have,
It is beyond my thought,
Can any one tell me, please?
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Earth needs seed,
Seeds need mud
Thought needs eyes to behold
Out of conceived thoughts
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Pyar kahte hain jise
Dil tutne ka nam hai
Zindagi ke har subah ki
Bas yahi to sham hai
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Yours hug and yours kisses,
Yours desire for the high sky,
Ye covered me, with thy green,
You did what, you don't know! ,
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The Golden eagle hovering over the paddy field,
Sky is red, sun is about to die; behind golden yield,
I often watch, this golden moment at golden time
“Eagle shifting its position thus aiming the prey, prime”
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Honey throated bird –O Nightingale
Thou singeth on dreamy easeful fane
Melody of thy song defreeze the frozen
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