Most Liked Ghazal Poems (66)

As long as my green sparrow is still
My beloved,
Then god is in the heaven...

My beloved asks me:
What is the difference between heaven and I?
The difference between both of you is that:
When you smile, my beloved,
I forget the heaven...

Oh my beloved,
Love is a beautiful poem written on the Moon.
Love is drawn on all the leaves of the trees.
Love is inscribed on
The sparrows’ feathers and the rain drops,
But any woman in my country,
If she falls in love with a man,
She will be stoned with fifty stones...

When I fell in love,
I have changed;
The realm of god has changed...
The night starts to sleep in my coat,
And the sun rises from the west...

You still ask me about the date my of birthday,
So record what you are not aware of:
The day you loved me is my birthday....

If the jinni came out from his hideout
Telling me:
“You have one minute
To choose what you desire
From corals and gems”
I would choose your eyes
Without any hesitation.

If you were my friend,
Help me to leave you...
Or if you were my beloved,
Help me to be healed of you...

If I had known
that the sea was so deep,
I would not have dove in...
If I had known
That Love was so perilous,
I would not have fallen in love.
If I had known my end,
I would not have begun.

I longed for you,
So teach me not to crave...
Teach me
how to pull up the roots of your love
From the depths.
Teach me
how tears may die in the eyes,
And love may pass away,
And yearnings commit suicide.
Teach me
How to rebel against you,
And to be saved from the sword of yearning.

I remained after you
A book with torn papers...!
You are all my past and present
And all the days of my living...
My love for you is poetic love
So why do you kill poetry in me?
My love for you is watery
So why do you push me to the rock?
Oh you whom I bestowed the sun’s light,
So why did you give me darkness in return...
I presented you the forests,
So why did you give me the desert?
You tour in the land
While you let the tempest chew my flesh...
I am in the water
While your voice is coming to me
From under the water,
And the resemblances of your face
Coming out for me like a giant,
Coming from the depth of water...

The lines of your hand chase me
Even in water…
Ah, if my memory would drown,
If your face and history would drown
If thousands of things would drown...
Ah how worn out I feel…!

If you were a prophet,
Cleanse me from this spell,
Deliver me from this atheism...
Your love is atheism,
So purify me from this atheism.

O you who depicted life unto me a poem,
And planted your wounds in my bosom,
And took patience away...

If I were so dear unto you,
then take my hand...!
for lo! I am enthralled from my
head to my toe...

If you were strong,
Rescue me from this sea...
For I don't know the art of swimming

The blue waves in your eyes
Dragging me to the depths
nothing remains but the blue color
Blue...
Blue...

I do not have experience in love
Nor do I have a boat...
I am breathing under water!
I am drowning...
drowning...
drowning...

She sat down with fear in her eyes,
Contemplating my upturned cup.
She said: don’t grieve, my son,
You are destined to fall in love;
My son, the one who sacrifices himself for his beloved
Is a martyr.

Your cup is horrific world,
And your life books and wars.
You will fall in love so many times, so many times,
And you will die so many times, so many times.
You will fall in love with all the women in this world,
And you will return back as a defeated king.

For so long I have scrutinized fortune-telling,
But never have I read a cup similar to yours.
For so long I have scrutinized fortune-telling
But never have I seen sorrows similar to yours.
You are predestined to sail forever
Sail-less, on the sea of love.
Your life is forever destined
To be a book of tears,
And be imprisoned
Between water and fire.


Regardless of its fires
Regardless of its past records
Regardless of the grief that abides within us day and night
Regardless of the wind,
The rainy weather,
And the cyclone,
It is love, my son,
Will always be the best of all fates


There is a woman in your life, my son,
Her eyes are so beautiful,
Glory be to God,
Her mouth is drawn like a petal,
And her laughs
Roses and melodies,
And the mad gypsy’s hair
Traveling all around the world.

The woman you love,
May be she is your whole world.
But your sky is raining,
And your rout is blocked, blocked, my son.
Your beloved, my son, is asleep
In a guarded palace.
The palace is big and huge,
Guarded by dogs and soldiers,
And the princess of your heart is asleep.
He who asks for her hand
Or approaches her garden’s wall
Will get lost....
He who tries to loosen her tresses
Will get lost, my son, will get lost.

You will seek her everywhere, my son,
Asking the waves of the sea about her,
Asking the shores’ turquoise.
You will roam seas and seas,
And your tears will flow like a river,
And you grief will grow till it becomes trees.
At the close of your life,
You will realize that
You have been pursuing only a trace of smoke.
You will find that since your beloved,
Has no land, no home, and no address.
How difficult it is, my son,
To love a woman
Who has neither land, nor home.

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."

When you look inside your heart,
it’s like a priceless work of art,
a thing that cannot be replaced,
but something that should be placed,
in only the most secure location,
but never hidden in isolation.

However like a true masterpiece,
the true value is sloe to release,
and for years is locked away,
because no-one wants to foray,
and invest in what you offer,
to add to their emotional coffer.

But a part of true trust,
is to really open up,
and tell those around what you need,
hoping that they will heed,
and understand what’s real for you,
whilst still remaining true to you.


But at times our trust is shattered,
by those, to us, who really mattered,
and we are left to pick up parts,
of what remains of our heart,
and people wonder why trust fails,
and why we isolate on dark trails.

To rebuild true trust once it’s broken,
is like finding thoughts that were not spoken.
You know it’s there, but know not where,
as you wallow in deep despair.
You just thinks how life’s not fair,
and really think that no-one cares.

But then in time your trust comes back,
and to yourself you make a pact,
that this will never happen to again,
but you know it’s just a matter of when,
as this is just a part of living,
and you must just start forgiving.

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.

snowy days winters cold
frost bite in my toes cold noses
hands are chilled
down to my fingers and toes

cold am i playing in the snow
snow balls we are makeing having fun, snow ball fights in the snow
snow men, where making
sticks for arms carrot for a nose, my old scarf
buttons for ies so he can see

rolling about in the snow
sliding on sledges having fun
up and down the hill we go
on are slay having so much fun

frost bitten we dont care where having so much fun sliding on are crispy snow
sliding down the mountain top throwing snow balls as we go
standing on skis oops down we go over the hill, down the hill we all go

Beautiful Cloths How I Wear
I Am Sad O! My Dear

How I Say? I Am Alone
I Become Happy When You Near

Stats Are Shining In The Sky
But My Life You Are Where?

You Are Rose Its My Feelings
Always Be Happy Its My Prayer

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

when nature wants to embrace you
and even angels cant trace you.
when you want to be alone
to sing with the life's tone.

and you hear a sound
coming from no where
which led you to feel
the comfort and peace near..

that sudden change in state
omits the feeling of hate
that voice comes from your soul
which shows you your life's fate...