You are the moon of my twinkle rays I long for your nights and days My love is scattering through your ways Ah! Your habit of eating American Lays I hold my head down When I see you on earth brown

I always remember you Because my love is like the dew Since you deceived my draft letter I loved you more and can't deter A thousand times I tried to forget you My effort is….but a rue!

My eyes are down to earth not towards the sky Because you are the apple of my eye! The June becomes longest May In your dreams, there seems night like a day! When you will accept my “Lovely Note” Oh! When God will dip my boat!

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From dawn to dusk, constant invocations are on my lips, Waiting for your reappearance on the earth. It sounds like a body of bones smells the fresh air Sometimes flames of waiting turn barren While sometimes the fruits of waiting turn ripe.

Sans your existence, life is full of gloom Reappearing in the brutal world is your bloom. Befalling tragedies upon the innocent people Has been the trend in this barbaric world. Waiting restlessly for the end of all calamities

When mercy will fall like a shower. How long will you dwell in occultation? The arteries of love can’t wait for meditation. Oh, God! Have mercy upon distorted souls yet again Hasten the reappearance of the Twelfth Light once again.

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In the deep rainy forests, everything is serene While my desert is crying aghast. My heart is restless, Searching for you in vain.

Streets are there to carry my pain While the lamps are to heal. I am still finding the monsoon rain With withered flowers in my hands.

I am being assaulted by stones Through the lanes of your modern city. Something in my heart croons To conquer this atmosphere of gloom.

I want to meet you, but where are you? My eyes are tired of watching your eyes. Though, you are far from away from me. Your Qais is waiting for you to come.

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I couldn’t unveil you – O Silky face You were just like the dew – O silky face Perhaps, thee clothes were new To my eyes I demand a few – O silky face

While I went there, nothing but only Your shadow in between the avenue – O silky face And the gardens were closed abruptly When the flowers listened your walking hue – O silky face

The birds stopped chirping in no time As now they want to review – O silky face The race in my heart has been postponed So I decided next date because of you – O silky face

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Distances will come and go,
But we will love each other.
Distance is of no value,
When hearts are pure.

Vast expanses of land don’t matter,
When emotions are same.
In the cold nights, far away in the distant lands,
We will talk to each other in the bitterly cold air.

On the far lands, when dogs bark endlessly, I will be there to hold you.
Distances will come and go,
But we will be same forever.
When the autumn leaves fall and crumble under the feet of people,
We will hold each others' hands to remain as strong as concrete.

When an orthodox society stops us from meeting and talking,
We will build our own society to feel better.
In our mortal life, distances will come and go,
But our love will grow forever.

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Life without you is unimaginable.
Though you are not as important as oxygen, you act as a life-supporting system.
You provide strength when all foundations are tumbled down.

You are hope when all hopes are dead.
When autumn is everywhere, you are spring.
And in the cold nights of winter, you give warmth.

In the rough oceans, you are a life-saving boat
And on the dusty roads, you bring solace.
Without you, life is possible, though difficult.

Sweetness will lose its sweetness while the bitterness will magnify.
Autumn will always remain here, while spring will lose its charm.
Green fields will look like a wilderness

And the colourful flowers will be thorns.
Though you are little, you are large enough to decorate my world.
A human being’s heart is a bitter thing.

A slight disturbance can prove detrimental.
However, to build again, a slight nudge of ownership can act as a panacea.
Yes, without you, life is unimaginable.

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Life means ups and downs.
Though downs are in plenty, but a beautiful companion can make life’s journey comfortable.
Yes, this is true in case of Sanu.
She taught me what real life is.

Though she has not mitigated adversities, but she taught me how to face them.
Bravery and resilience have been understood in totality.
Courage and defiance have ingrained in my mind.
Yes, Sanu has changed my mortal life.

She made me to learn to look at both sides of the coin.
She taught me to be irrational when it is crime to be like that.
On top of all, she has made it crystal clear what introspection is.
Before her arrival, I was lost in a dreary desert of wilderness.

Days were dull, so were nights.
Ugliness was all around while beauty was absent.
Stars were lightless while the moon was dull.
The blooming gardens had lost their charm and the storms were common.

But you have come as a soothing breeze to calm my nerves.
Now everything is serene, though ugly.
Sanu, you have changed everything for better.
Your arrival is a panacea to all my ills.

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Today, I am again lost
Lost in the wilderness
Counting the sorrows and pains
Healing the wounds of love

Today, I am again lost
My breaths are complaining to me
With evidence in the hands
Not yet appeared in a courtroom

I think I am experiencing new
Unable to afford thy cost
Today, I am again lost
My “greenery” looks ash

Now deserving a fly in the sky
Through the mountains and peaks
Just like “An Apple Picking” by Sir Frost

Today, I am again lost
I was to overcome the same
But the same is torturing me

I shattered my dreams and hopes
Unable to afford thy cost
Today, I am again lost.

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Let us meet again
To find each other.
We both miss something terribly.
You are lost in me and I am lost in you.

To get each other, let us meet.
No place is fixed for meeting.
We will meet in imagination
To remain hidden from everyone.

We won’t talk to each other in any worldly language,
But in love language.
You tell me your stories of grief and sadness
And I will make you numb by my pains.

We will sow seeds of promise
To harvest them in distant future.
We will decorate our roads with feelings
And forget to believe in customs.

Let us meet again,
For we are incomplete.
We are a puzzle
To be solved

And it needs both of us.
Let us meet again.

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Let’s be unknown both of us once again
Not to expect any facilitation from you
Neither you should look at me with evil glances
Nor my heart should touch the sound of unbalances

It shouldn’t go viral the struggle of your mystery
It’s a trouble that stops you to make history
They are always with you; the shadows of lost nights
While you remember; it’s better to forget them

If the relation is a loaded draft, then break-up is a good option
Of that short story which has an impossible destination
Wait for a beautiful moment and leave it on a bus
Once again let’s be unknown to ourselves both of us


The poem is a translation of one of the poems of Sahir Ludhyanavi

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By seeing your face, I lost my comfort
I am waiting for you, only for you - my love
Because of your pain, I fell ill
I am waiting for you, only for you - my love

The people are to separate us anyhow
That’s why I lost you then and now!
Without you, there is nobody to support me
I am waiting for you, only for you - my love

I make adieu to all now
You are my only guide now
I will never make a distance from you
I am waiting for you, only for you - my love


The poem is a translation of one of the poems of Faiz Allie

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I threw my tears of pain in my pocket
Then I ignored everything just for her
While the dance of heart started again
Those pockets threw me back that pain

The trees outside were watching me silently
And my eyes kept their secrets blindly
I headed towards the shadow of her
Cryptically the rays tossed my soul as bur

In a long conversation, I just fell
A single word to her I couldn't tell
Though, she is now crossing that park right
With my emotions, she must fight

As a light to every corner of my heart
I've to tell her about my interesting art
Till she is in my notions, I am in fear
I've to ask her, "My worth of a tear?"

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Ah! On the shell swept pathway my beloved cries
O' my dear! See how quickly the life tide fails,
Cold clouds are closing over the faithful eyes
Pleading for help! Help! Help but nothing avails.

His breaths are dying, slowly kneels,
Looks at me and hears the broken sigh,
Kisses my hand, while through his mouth escapes
A dreadful word "Goodbye my love, goodbye."

Onward the blood rolls,
I, heedless of the bursting shell,
Care my beloved who lonely bleeds
Beside the muddy path where he fell.
A tragedy is born of the war's extremes
That wounded my heart and destroyed my dreams!

"Water! Water!" he cries, but in these desolate plains
We only have hope of monsoonal rains,
Alas! They are nowhere, as the days drift on by,
The cruel sun comes down from a cloudless sky.
Through this desolate place
I had gone in search of a trace
Of food, and was ready to pay
Whatever price that will keep my beloved alive for one more day,
I returned and saw beneath a setting sun
My beloved mumbling "My days are almost done."
The life that he had in store
Will now be no more!

Reflecting sadly! Wandering back to the time when he came
How prepared was he to risk his soul for my fortune and fame,
I had seen in his eyes a gleam of tender light
That told he had been waiting just to know I was doing alright.
But now this very gleam is sinking below the distant peaks,
Forlorn I mourn with the tears that surrounded my cheeks.

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The time we spent together
I wouldn’t forget, no; never!
Those promises we made
Unfortunately! All of them fade;

Were you an agonizing choice?
I couldn't speak up in my voice...
You are excruciating me always
You always choose new ways

Can't sleep for nights, remembering those unnecessary fights
Thy time that elapsed wouldn’t come back
All of your love was nothing but fake
We weren’t made for each other as I realize
I hope it was merely a surprise.

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