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Poetry! =P

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Shaheen
The Eagle


Kiya Mein Ne Uss Khakdan Se Kinara
Jahan Rizq Kanaam Hai Aab-o-Dana

I have turned away from that place on earth
Where sustenance takes the form of grain and water.


Bayaban Ki Khalwat Khush Ati Hai Mujh Ko
Azal Se Hai Fitrat Meri Rahbana

The solitude of the wilderness pleases me—
By nature I was always a hermit—


Na Bad-e-Bahari, Na Gulcheen, Na Bulbul
Na Beemari-e-Naghma-e-Ashiqana

No spring breeze, no one plucking roses, no nightingale,
And no sickness of the songs of love!


Khayabanion Se Hai Parhaiz Lazim
Adaen Hain In Ki Bohat Dilbarana

One must shun the garden‐dwellers—
They have such seductive charms!


Hawa-e-Bayaban Se Hoti Hai Kari
Jawan Mard Ki Zarbat-e-Ghaziyana

The wind of the desert is what gives
The stroke of the brave youth fighting in battle its effect.


Hamam-o-Kabootar Ka Bhooka Nahin Main
Ke Hai Zindagi Baaz Ki Zahidana

I am not hungry for pigeon or dove—
For renunciation is the mark of an eagle’s life.


Jhapatna, Palatna, Palat Kar Jhapatna
Lahoo Garam Rakhne Ka Hai Ek Bahana

To swoop, withdraw and swoop again
Is only a pretext to keep up the heat of the blood.


Ye Poorab, Ye Pacham Chakoron Ki Dunya
Mera Neelgun Asman Baikarana

East and West ‐these belong to the world of the pheasant,
The blue sky—vast, boundless—is mine!


Prindon Ki Dunya Ka Dervaish Hun Mein
Ke Shaheen Banata Nahin Ashiyana

I am the dervish of the kingdom of birds—
The eagle does not make nests

My Name Check this out, I hope you'll love this !! Meanwhile I'll find few more poems :)
 
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shinnyyy said:
Shaheen
The Eagle


Kiya Mein Ne Uss Khakdan Se Kinara
Jahan Rizq Kanaam Hai Aab-o-Dana

I have turned away from that place on earth
Where sustenance takes the form of grain and water.


Bayaban Ki Khalwat Khush Ati Hai Mujh Ko
Azal Se Hai Fitrat Meri Rahbana

The solitude of the wilderness pleases me—
By nature I was always a hermit—


Na Bad-e-Bahari, Na Gulcheen, Na Bulbul
Na Beemari-e-Naghma-e-Ashiqana

No spring breeze, no one plucking roses, no nightingale,
And no sickness of the songs of love!


Khayabanion Se Hai Parhaiz Lazim
Adaen Hain In Ki Bohat Dilbarana

One must shun the garden‐dwellers—
They have such seductive charms!


Hawa-e-Bayaban Se Hoti Hai Kari
Jawan Mard Ki Zarbat-e-Ghaziyana

The wind of the desert is what gives
The stroke of the brave youth fighting in battle its effect.


Hamam-o-Kabootar Ka Bhooka Nahin Main
Ke Hai Zindagi Baaz Ki Zahidana

I am not hungry for pigeon or dove—
For renunciation is the mark of an eagle’s life.


Jhapatna, Palatna, Palat Kar Jhapatna
Lahoo Garam Rakhne Ka Hai Ek Bahana

To swoop, withdraw and swoop again
Is only a pretext to keep up the heat of the blood.


Ye Poorab, Ye Pacham Chakoron Ki Dunya
Mera Neelgun Asman Baikarana

East and West ‐these belong to the world of the pheasant,
The blue sky—vast, boundless—is mine!


Prindon Ki Dunya Ka Dervaish Hun Mein
Ke Shaheen Banata Nahin Ashiyana

I am the dervish of the kingdom of birds—
The eagle does not make nests

My Name Check this out, I hope you'll love this !! Meanwhile I'll find few more poems :)
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SHAHEEEN!!
I like this one as well! ^.^ Sure share more.
 
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So quiet and tranquil,
Gone, the storm, it was so shrill,
And all is still.

My ship, the body of my dreams,
So far above, splits across the seams,
A tragic scene.

Dreamless death calls,
And the mass of bodies falls,
Pulled like ugly marionettes,
Played like ghastly dolls.

Thunder flashes as I sink like a stone, In the dimming light; I am not alone,
The dead are briefly shown,
Not one makes a sound.
Their deathless faces scare me,
I freeze bound by invisible chains,
I grow afraid of the breath left in me,
Of the scarcity of the light that remains,
I push— push hard, though I am bound,
Dreams fall like debris, all around, I try but I cannot make a sound,
I shout but only bubbles form,
They could do little to inform,

I will fight the thunder,
live the pain,
Face the storm, cherish the rain,
If I could but breathe just once more,
If I could but dream once again.
 
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Paints and pictures

What color is death?
And what color are regrets?
How would you paint life
and how do you draw strife?

If death is black
life should be a glaring white
but if life is white
where do you find bright?

If moments like grey stones
hurled in a calming blue,
create ripples and regrets
what color do they finally set?

If life is a scenic beauty
where do miseries come from?
what colors do they make when
a hungry child murders men?

how do you define an odor,
like that of coal or incense?
how do you distil two paints,
those of sinners and saints?

Where do I mend my canvas
or a palette if it breaks?
what if all colors disappear
of fantasy, dreams, and fear?

Is confusion a diffusion
of black with white?
Is illusion the same
as reality set aflame?

If hope is a bright silver
and glittering desires gold,
what color are expectations
shattering without justification?

Pray tell if I find this out
what help will that be?
To all creation his own creator
and no color greater than He.

Taken from :https://randomlyabstract.wordpress.com/
 
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Wkhan860 said:
So quiet and tranquil,
Gone, the storm, it was so shrill,
And all is still.

My ship, the body of my dreams,
So far above, splits across the seams,
A tragic scene.

Dreamless death calls,
And the mass of bodies falls,
Pulled like ugly marionettes,
Played like ghastly dolls.

Thunder flashes as I sink like a stone, In the dimming light; I am not alone,
The dead are briefly shown,
Not one makes a sound.
Their deathless faces scare me,
I freeze bound by invisible chains,
I grow afraid of the breath left in me,
Of the scarcity of the light that remains,
I push— push hard, though I am bound,
Dreams fall like debris, all around, I try but I cannot make a sound,
I shout but only bubbles form,
They could do little to inform,

I will fight the thunder,
live the pain,
Face the storm, cherish the rain,
If I could but breathe just once more,
If I could but dream once again.
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OMG!
THE LAST PART :X3:

I will fight the thunder,
live the pain,
Face the storm, cherish the rain,
If I could but breathe just once more,
If I could but dream once again.
 
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Moonlit night

That light dances across your eyes,
That shrewd assassin in disguise,
Finds its trap already sprung.

To one accustomed to the dark,
As your eyes produce that spark,
It seems like the glaring sun.

It moves my very soul about,
As I catch your dreams fluttering out,
and sucks me into a reverie.

I then dream of much wished-for things
Of love that lifts, yet burns and stings,
Imprisons the heart, sets souls free.

Such longed-for confusion your laughter brings,
Every smile like a poisoned arrow springs,
Carrying Sorrow with its Delight.

My wishes will bring me to tears,
I too have now loved what disappears,
My bright day will soon, again, be night.

Taken from https://compulsivetypist.wordpress.com/
Wkhan860 said:
So quiet and tranquil,
Gone, the storm, it was so shrill,
And all is still.

My ship, the body of my dreams,
So far above, splits across the seams,
A tragic scene.

Dreamless death calls,
And the mass of bodies falls,
Pulled like ugly marionettes,
Played like ghastly dolls.

Thunder flashes as I sink like a stone, In the dimming light; I am not alone,
The dead are briefly shown,
Not one makes a sound.
Their deathless faces scare me,
I freeze bound by invisible chains,
I grow afraid of the breath left in me,
Of the scarcity of the light that remains,
I push— push hard, though I am bound,
Dreams fall like debris, all around, I try but I cannot make a sound,
I shout but only bubbles form,
They could do little to inform,

I will fight the thunder,
live the pain,
Face the storm, cherish the rain,
If I could but breathe just once more,
If I could but dream once again.
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Next time share the link if you can.:p Im reading alot f blogs these days.
Anyway,I found this ones.
 
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Wkhan860 said:
Ikr
My cxn was an amazing poet :)
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Why'd he stop blogging? Latest post was in 2014
Wkhan860 said:
Yup hes the 1...sadly he passed away a month bak :(
The poem i shared was his last :(
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I was just typing that ^

I am very sorry to hear that. :(
Innalilahi wainnailahi rajiyuun.
From the way his blog is , he was young with a beautiful heart and did magic with words of course!
May Allah SWT give him place in Jaantul ferdaws and give you and your family patience.
 
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My Name said:
Why'd he stop blogging? Latest post was in 2014

I was just typing that ^

I am very sorry to hear that. :(
Innalilahi wainnailahi rajiyuun.
From the way his blog is , he was young with a beautiful heart and did magic with words of course!
May Allah SWT give him place in Jaantul ferdaws and give you and your family patience.
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He stopped blogging due to birth of his son...but i guess he was gnna start it again soon
Ameen
 
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Out of the night that covers me,
Black as the pit from pole to pole,
I thank whatever gods may be
For my unconquerable soul.

In the fell clutch of circumstance
I have not winced nor cried aloud.
Under the bludgeonings of chance
My head is bloody, but unbowed.

Beyond this place of wrath and tears
Looms but the Horror of the shade,
And yet the menace of the years
Finds and shall find me unafraid.

It matters not how strait the gate,
How charged with punishment the scroll,
I am the master of my fate:
I am the captain of my soul.
 
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Wkhan860 said:
Out of the night that covers me,
Black as the pit from pole to pole,
I thank whatever gods may be
For my unconquerable soul.

In the fell clutch of circumstance
I have not winced nor cried aloud.
Under the bludgeonings of chance
My head is bloody, but unbowed.

Beyond this place of wrath and tears
Looms but the Horror of the shade,
And yet the menace of the years
Finds and shall find me unafraid.

It matters not how strait the gate,
How charged with punishment the scroll,
I am the master of my fate:
I am the captain of my soul.
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You forgot the title
Invictus *.*
 
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Fireflies
Where from you ask, did the fireflies come,
Dancing in the twilight?
Those glimmering, swooning fairies,
Like little balls of light,

Like colourful sparks, when he opened his eyes,
Shimmering dreams with them shut tight,
That kept him rolling over, awake,
Smiling, laughing all night,

‘Twas her word, making it all shine,
Breaking the clouds making it bright,
Waking the birds, turning his dawn,
From grey, to silver, to white.

Taken from:https://compulsivetypist.wordpress.com/
 
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