Jahan Zeb Poems

Let me thank those from my heart's core
Who hated me openly and objected my deeds
For that hatred and those objections
Made me stronger, encouraged me in all actions
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Sat to write about your charm
Thought it to be simple, sat calm
Fancies showed me all your beauties
Gave more, but not simple duties
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Less pain is goodbye
Breaks the heart when cry
In times she stands
Holding both your hands
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Short or long,
Happy or sad,
To be enjoyed,
Or to be sad about,
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I desire everyone to be rude
Giving me no attention
Ignoring me
When time brings them close
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Flew like leave, fallen from bough
Taken by air, floating far and high
Knowing not my destination, I avow
Passing high reaching almost sky
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Your game of darling doll, mine of the mimic train
Unpopular your doll, always was in my brain
My train would I aim always at your silver doll
Your tears my anger, thus we spent our day all
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Standing beside an open window,
Peeped into an empty room,
A dog I saw, aware awaken,
Hungry it looked,
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Came out the two later, deep at night
Breeze blew, stars shone, moon so bright
Wrapped in one blanket were two souls
No music, no dance, no jobs, no dolls
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I know the emptiness of heart mine
Empty for more than centuries
Since time unknown
Awaiting every moment
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