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Always Be With You.... My Love !
As the rains continue to batter,
standing on the balcony
i watch the rain drops
converge into one pool of water;
i wish you were here
standing next to me
in this rain soaked night,
holding hands, scheming of things pretty;
Wondering to myself, so late at night,
what is it that attracts me to you?
Thinking to myself, why are you always on my mind?
What power do you have in what you do?
thinking about where i stood,
i try to push you out of my mind,
but every time i push you out of my thoughts,
you crawl back into my world and fill my senses;
it’s so hard to keep smiling
and continue denying what i feel
i don’t know why,
a thousand reasons i have none;
i can’t go on like this,
i can’t pretend everything is fine,
when i just wanna be with you
hold you tight tonight and every night;
By
Rekesh
standing on the balcony
i watch the rain drops
converge into one pool of water;
i wish you were here
standing next to me
in this rain soaked night,
holding hands, scheming of things pretty;
Wondering to myself, so late at night,
what is it that attracts me to you?
Thinking to myself, why are you always on my mind?
What power do you have in what you do?
thinking about where i stood,
i try to push you out of my mind,
but every time i push you out of my thoughts,
you crawl back into my world and fill my senses;
it’s so hard to keep smiling
and continue denying what i feel
i don’t know why,
a thousand reasons i have none;
i can’t go on like this,
i can’t pretend everything is fine,
when i just wanna be with you
hold you tight tonight and every night;
By
Rekesh
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Posted: Dec 2011
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A Special World
A special world for you and me
A special bond one cannot see
It wraps us up in its cocoon
And holds us fiercely in its womb.
Its fingers spread like fine spun gold
Gently nestling us to the fold
Like silken thread it holds us fast
Bonds like this are meant to last.
And though at times a thread may break
A new one forms in its wake
To bind us closer and keep us strong
In a special world, where we belong.
A special bond one cannot see
It wraps us up in its cocoon
And holds us fiercely in its womb.
Its fingers spread like fine spun gold
Gently nestling us to the fold
Like silken thread it holds us fast
Bonds like this are meant to last.
And though at times a thread may break
A new one forms in its wake
To bind us closer and keep us strong
In a special world, where we belong.
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Posted: Aug 2009
About this poem:
very sensitive
Itch-Time
If you ever seen a CLOWN
I bet
You are in the TOWN
If you ever seen a CLOWN
I bet
Your hair is that BROWN
If you ever seen a CLOWN
I bet
You are DROWNed in FROWN
If you ever seen a CLOWN
I bet
You are loving still that NOUN
.
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.
I bet
You are in the TOWN
If you ever seen a CLOWN
I bet
Your hair is that BROWN
If you ever seen a CLOWN
I bet
You are DROWNed in FROWN
If you ever seen a CLOWN
I bet
You are loving still that NOUN
.
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Posted: Oct 2018
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ItchY BitchY SixtyNineI don know how Qurrantine !!!
Zaheeer'an
Zaheer'an jahjatag doshi manara naaraga nealant
pah deedaar'aa gulein laaley manara chaaraga nealant
barey kandan gala baal'an barey grreawan o behaalan
barey anchein zaheer kayan keh ars'an gowaaraga nealant
mun gendan goragein kullan diley aas geptagein pull'aa
mun be-mouth'aa mir'an mulla mana iskaaraga nealant
Zaheer'an jahjatag doshi manara naaraga nealant..
pah deedaar'aa gulein laaley manara chaaraga nealant
barey kandan gala baal'an barey grreawan o behaalan
barey anchein zaheer kayan keh ars'an gowaaraga nealant
mun gendan goragein kullan diley aas geptagein pull'aa
mun be-mouth'aa mir'an mulla mana iskaaraga nealant
Zaheer'an jahjatag doshi manara naaraga nealant..
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Posted: May 2013
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why i love u
When I'm with you,
eternity is a step away,
my love continues to grow,
with each passing day.
This treasure of love,
I cherish within my soul,
how much I love you...
you'll never really know.
You bring a joy to my heart,
I've never felt before,
with each touch of your hand,
I love you more and more.
Whenever we say goodbye,
whenever we part,
know I hold you dearly,
deep inside my heart.
So these seven words,
I pray you hold true,
"Forever And Always,
I Will Love You."
eternity is a step away,
my love continues to grow,
with each passing day.
This treasure of love,
I cherish within my soul,
how much I love you...
you'll never really know.
You bring a joy to my heart,
I've never felt before,
with each touch of your hand,
I love you more and more.
Whenever we say goodbye,
whenever we part,
know I hold you dearly,
deep inside my heart.
So these seven words,
I pray you hold true,
"Forever And Always,
I Will Love You."
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Posted: Jun 2009
Post CommentThe Epic of Sadness
Your love taught me to grieve
and I have been in need, for centuries
a woman to make me grieve
for a woman, to cry upon her arms
like a sparrow
for a woman to gather my pieces
like shards of broken crystal
Your love has taught me, my lady, the worst habits
it has taught me to read my coffee cups
thousands of times a night
to experiment with alchemy,
to visit fortune tellers
It has taught me to leave my house
to comb the sidewalks
and search your face in raindrops
and in car lights
and to peruse your clothes
in the clothes of unknowns
and to search for your image
even.even.
even in the posters of advertisements
your love has taught me
to wander around, for hours
searching for a gypsies hair
that all gypsies women will envy
searching for a face, for a voice
which is all the faces and all the voices.
Your love entered me..my lady
into the cities of sadness
and I before you, never entered
the cities of sadness
I did not know.
that tears are the person
that a person without sadness
is only a shadow of a person.
Your love taught me
to behave like a boy
to draw your face with chalk
upon the wall
upon the sails of fishermen's boats
on the Church bells, on the crucifixes,
your love taught me, how love,
changes the map of time.
Your love taught me, that when I love
the earth stops revolving,
Your love taught me things
that were never accounted for
So I read children's fairytales
I entered the castles of Jennies
and I dreamt that she would marry me
the Sultan's daughter
those eyes.
clearer than the water of a lagoon
those lips.
more desirable than the flower of pomegranates
and I dreamt that I would kidnap her like a knight
and I dreamt that I would give
her necklaces of pearl and coral
Your love taught me, my lady,
what is insanity
it taught me.how life may pass
without the Sultan's daughter arriving
Your love taught me
How to love you in all things
in a bare winter tree,
in dry yellow leaves
in the rain, in a tempest,
in the smallest cafe, we drank in,
in the evenings.our black coffee
Your love taught me.to seek refuge
to seek refuge in hotels without names
in churches without names.
in cafes without names.
Your love taught me..how the night
swells the sadness of strangers
It taught me.how to see Beirut
as a woman.a tyrant of temptation
as a woman, wearing every evening
the most beautiful clothing she possesses
and sprinkling upon her breasts perfume
for the fisherman, and the princes
Your love taught me how to cry without crying
It taught me how sadness sleeps
Like a boy with his feet cut off
in the streets of the Rouche and the Hamra
Your love taught me to grieve
and I have been needing, for centuries
a woman to make me grieve
for a woman, to cry upon her arms
like a sparrow
for a woman to gather my pieces
like shards of broken crystal
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Posted: Dec 2014
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EK LARKI
KUCHH AJB PRYEM WO KARTI THI
LARKI WO KISI PE MARTI THI
KEHTI THI MUJH SE BAT KARO
PAR KHUD KUCHH KEHNE SE DARTI THI
WO PYAR KISI SE KARTI THI
PAR IZHAR NAHI WO KARTI THI
ANJAN THI LAFZ-E-MUHABAT SE
PAR DAWYE PYAR K KARTI THI
DIKHNE MAIN KESI HOOR C THI
OR MAHTAB KA NOOR C THI
ABID NA SAMJHO TUM AAM USYE
WO BATAIN CHAND SE KARTI THI
LARKI WO KISI PE MARTI THI
KEHTI THI MUJH SE BAT KARO
PAR KHUD KUCHH KEHNE SE DARTI THI
WO PYAR KISI SE KARTI THI
PAR IZHAR NAHI WO KARTI THI
ANJAN THI LAFZ-E-MUHABAT SE
PAR DAWYE PYAR K KARTI THI
DIKHNE MAIN KESI HOOR C THI
OR MAHTAB KA NOOR C THI
ABID NA SAMJHO TUM AAM USYE
WO BATAIN CHAND SE KARTI THI
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Posted: May 2010
Post CommentLove at First
Hey, here Winebringer, circulate, offer the cup this way;
For love at first seemed easy, now problems come to stay.
Finally breeze sent muskpod's scent from that forehead:
Its twist Of musky hair makes blood clot our hearts today.
Can wayfarers stay happy and secure in Beloved's house,
When suddenly the bell clangs to: "Lift your load! Away!"
With wine dye your prayer-mat if the Master commands;
This experienced traveller has understanding of the way.
The dark night and terrifying wave and fierce whirlpool:
Do those light of burden on shore know where we stay?
By acting upon my own desires I ruined my reputation:
Can the secret stay that way when crowds tell it all day?
Hafiz, if you desire the Divine Presence, do not be absent:
When you visit your Beloved: "Farewell" to the world say.
For love at first seemed easy, now problems come to stay.
Finally breeze sent muskpod's scent from that forehead:
Its twist Of musky hair makes blood clot our hearts today.
Can wayfarers stay happy and secure in Beloved's house,
When suddenly the bell clangs to: "Lift your load! Away!"
With wine dye your prayer-mat if the Master commands;
This experienced traveller has understanding of the way.
The dark night and terrifying wave and fierce whirlpool:
Do those light of burden on shore know where we stay?
By acting upon my own desires I ruined my reputation:
Can the secret stay that way when crowds tell it all day?
Hafiz, if you desire the Divine Presence, do not be absent:
When you visit your Beloved: "Farewell" to the world say.
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Posted: May 2013
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Ghazal by Agha Shahid Ali
Where are you now? Who lies beneath your spell tonight?
Whom else from rapture’s road will you expel tonight?
Those “Fabrics of Cashmere--“ ”to make Me beautiful--“
“Trinket”-- to gem– “Me to adorn– How– tell”-- tonight?
I beg for haven: Prisons, let open your gates–
A refugee from Belief seeks a cell tonight.
God’s vintage loneliness has turned to vinegar–
All the archangels– their wings frozen– fell tonight.
Lord, cried out the idols, Don’t let us be broken
Only we can convert the infidel tonight.
Mughal ceilings, let your mirrored convexities
multiply me at once under your spell tonight.
He’s freed some fire from ice in pity for Heaven.
He’s left open– for God– the doors of Hell tonight.
In the heart’s veined temple, all statues have been smashed
No priest in saffron’s left to toll its knell tonight
God, limit these punishments, there’s still Judgment Day–
I’m a mere sinner, I’m no infidel tonight.
Executioners near the woman at the window.
Damn you, Elijah, I’ll bless Jezebel tonight.
The hunt is over, and I hear the Call to Prayer
fade into that of the wounded gazelle tonight.
My rivals for your love– you’ve invited them all?
This is mere insult, this is no farewell tonight.
And I, Shahid, only am escaped to tell thee–
God sobs in my arms. Call me Ishmael tonight.
Whom else from rapture’s road will you expel tonight?
Those “Fabrics of Cashmere--“ ”to make Me beautiful--“
“Trinket”-- to gem– “Me to adorn– How– tell”-- tonight?
I beg for haven: Prisons, let open your gates–
A refugee from Belief seeks a cell tonight.
God’s vintage loneliness has turned to vinegar–
All the archangels– their wings frozen– fell tonight.
Lord, cried out the idols, Don’t let us be broken
Only we can convert the infidel tonight.
Mughal ceilings, let your mirrored convexities
multiply me at once under your spell tonight.
He’s freed some fire from ice in pity for Heaven.
He’s left open– for God– the doors of Hell tonight.
In the heart’s veined temple, all statues have been smashed
No priest in saffron’s left to toll its knell tonight
God, limit these punishments, there’s still Judgment Day–
I’m a mere sinner, I’m no infidel tonight.
Executioners near the woman at the window.
Damn you, Elijah, I’ll bless Jezebel tonight.
The hunt is over, and I hear the Call to Prayer
fade into that of the wounded gazelle tonight.
My rivals for your love– you’ve invited them all?
This is mere insult, this is no farewell tonight.
And I, Shahid, only am escaped to tell thee–
God sobs in my arms. Call me Ishmael tonight.
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Posted: Aug 2011
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I DON'T KNOW IF THE TRANSLATION IS GOOD
i deserve to be...
i see the sun shine
i feel the light touch my body
i tell my self the light is love
I can feel it but i cant touch it
every morning i feel the sun shine
everyday i feel love
i feel the sunshine but i cant reach the source
i feel the love but i cant reach them
in the night i laughed alone
Tried to find love
and the silent night whispered
that i am not deserved to be loved
i feel the light touch my body
i tell my self the light is love
I can feel it but i cant touch it
every morning i feel the sun shine
everyday i feel love
i feel the sunshine but i cant reach the source
i feel the love but i cant reach them
in the night i laughed alone
Tried to find love
and the silent night whispered
that i am not deserved to be loved
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Posted: Jun 2011
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