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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Wisdom sharing: Uninterrupted Flow of Life
Wisdom sharing: Life is going on smoothly. A heartfelt narrative exploring the profound mentorship and self-discovery journey with the Owner of Large Size Room, highlighting themes of spiritual growth, wisdom, and personal…
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Story of A Serene Encounter: A Journey of Self-Discovery and Mentorship
The Serene Encounter: A Journey of Self-Discovery and Mentorship Explore a journey of self-discovery and intellectual growth through an enchanting narrative of encountering a wise mentor, known as the Owner of the…
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The Power of the Winds
The Power of Winds It is a symbolic poem reflecting on the destructive power of those in authority and the ensuing suffering of innocent people. It warns of hidden dangers and the…
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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…