Divine Striving for the sustenance I seek,It is not found in this world, unique.The place where I spend my days and nights,That Earth, O Lord, is not my home in sight. If…
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Poverty and Enchanting Voice, Read Here A Poem
Poverty Beloved, your voice is captivating, When you come, The atmosphere awakens to dance. When I see your face, Nothing else comes into view, Your eyes pour nectar into my soul. Beloved,…
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A New Beginning
Beginning If we are to walk, let’s start from there, As if we met for the first time. Your eyes had the sparkle of stars, And I too seemed restless for you.…
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Longing and Belonging: Who Are We Waiting For? Read Here.
Longing and Belonging Why do your teary eyes wait? That person is on the gallows, But whose gallows, Are they? If we are parting, Why wish for a union With a prayer…
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Eliminating Hatred: Journey of Love
Hatred Let’s do this now,Though not for the whole world,But in the few people connected to us,Let’s share true joys,So that no one remains in the grip of sorrow. Forget those matters…
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Permanent Peacemaker : The River of Time
Permanent Peacemaker Have you ever thought about the river of timeEach wave with its ups and downsEvery step brings transformationsYou don’t know your own identityNor do I have any existenceWith our own…
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Transience and Eternity: A Tale of Sorrow and Longing
Transience Aslam Murad This poem is originally written in Urdu, please click here for the Urdu Poem
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Metaphor for Guidance: A Quest for Independence Read Here
Metaphor Companion in the Quest A metaphor for the destination is you For my guidance Don’t stray so far, that then I get lost in the search for you You don’t know…
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Dark alleys of the mind
From the dark alleys of the mind, the only path I found Led me, with my body scarred, forward bound But upon looking, all roads turned to mirages The sky seemed no…
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A Ghazal on Grief and Hope, Read Here
Grief and Hope Grief-stricken, Offering ghazal tears to the heart, The land and friends are wounded, Yet pleasant to the eye. Proud they are of my ascent, Even in defeat, Forgetting the…
