Born and bred in Pakistan; Aquarian
…a medical doctor by profession-postgraduate qualifications in Radiology.
My hobbies includes indoor plants, interiors and woodwork… and making friends.... :)
I am a diehard audiophile. I consider myself a wide eyed student…ready to listen learn and improve.
I loved poetry when I was at school, started writing decades back while at cadet high continued through to King Edward Medical College. I had been writing poetry but I never published.
Freedom from bondage in all forms and colours, Love and universal brotherhood are my cherished values.
I am an incorrigible romanticist, I love music… ... more »
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saadat tahir Poems
High Flight….The Last Roll Over! (On Sa...
”Oh! I have slipped the surly bonds of Earth And danced the skies on laughter-silvered wings; Sunward I've climbed, and joined the tumbling mirth of sun-split clouds, -and done a hundred things
I Know That I Love You…2409
I know that I love you, my dear, yes! Oh you name! …Lord thee bless! works with the infirm, comes home late,
We Are Everything
Together we are, everything and all. Not destined to sulk, by the wayside fall. Or sit all alone.
Michael Jackson..... Across The Race! 2...
Invented themes neat and nifty. Shone as a star from five to fifty. Enigma rolled in a twisted quiz.
Two Red Roses Ooze…21st April,2k11
…done as a sequel to my poem…"spring on crutches" From fated gashes gurgle streams Snatch carmine rags from the seams
A Life Went Wrong.......The Denial Of Li...
On Hepatitis Day..approaching! There he is, a very sick man. Taut his face and a darkish tan.
Unguarded Word......Think Before U Speak...
Unguarded word, befriended bird. Weighted fell by thrice or third. Dusty grind, millers churn. Pummel ears, murmurs burn.
Daughters.....The Softness And Laughter ...
Daughters are in ways proverbial gypsies. Content an playful in their itsy bitsys. The skip, the hop,
Burden Of Bondage…… Aug,11— Aug,23 (Days...
August 23- International Day for the Remembrance of the Slave Trade and Its Abolition. Weighty bell's departing peel. Rip ocean's heart keenest keel.
A pagoda reflects accusing fingers at the sea. As the rafted deck snakes out far to be. A distant castle floats in the delirious mist.
I'M Only Eight…international Day Of Inno...
International Day of Innocent Children Victims of Aggression,4 June Furtively search for the hook. Each side carefully must I look.
Words that danced distant screens. Morphed in days to tender dreams. Whence they bloomed, barren rooms. Verdant lines now sterile seams.
Walking tall in a visage of bold. Gloom, age rolls in empty days. Raked dust, blows hot and cold.
Farmers Till …1111-11
El Niño and desertification… Broken land has long since died, clouds now for years have lied.
High Flight….The Last Roll Over! (On Sad Demise Of Father)
”Oh! I have slipped the surly bonds of Earth
And danced the skies on laughter-silvered wings;
Sunward I've climbed, and joined the tumbling mirth
of sun-split clouds, -and done a hundred things
You have not dreamed of-wheeled and soared and swung
High in the sunlit silence. Hov'ring there,
I've chased the shouting wind along, and flung
My eager craft through footless halls of air....
Up, up the long, delirious, burning blue
I've topped the wind-swept heights with easy grace
Where never lark nor even eagle flew-
And, while with silent lifting mind I've ...