Most Liked Ghazal Poems (66)

Koi dost hai na raqeeb hai
Tera shehar kitna ajeeb hai
Wo jo ishq tha wo janon tha,
Yeh jo hijr hai yeh naseeb hai,
Yahan kis ka chehra parha karon,
Maray kon itna kareeb hai,
May kisey kahon mere sath chal,
Yahn sab ki soch ajeeb hy
Gila krain to kis say krain,
K Jo ho gia wo naseeb hai
Tera shehar kitna ajeeb hai.

Your radiance is brilliant
But it warms instead of blinds.
Your wit and wisdom sparkles
Strumming chords in clever minds.

Your heart an endless fountain
Pouring love to all who thirst.
When a helping hand is needed,
It is you who offers first.

You cultivate what's good in life
And good in other souls.
And never are you daunted
By those with less noble goals.

Black clouds may form and rumble
And their darkness may hold sway
But dark clouds can't long prevail
Light will always win the day.

It's light that life requires
For it cannot thrive in dark.
And you inspire those around you
When they see your divine spark.

Forget me not my love You'll always have my heart. Where time and love and people meet We'll never be apart. And now with times uncertain And the outcome is unclear; Remember that I loved you And in my heart you're always near.

Quietly I write the
words that flow from my
head to my pen.

I never know when it will
happen-possibly now maybe
then.

My mind has been full
of emotion-smiles, frowns
and tears

So much more and intense
than ever before in all
my years.

Perhaps it is a crossroad
that I must face and
choose

A totally different path
so I will win
not lose.

I know there must be
change-I think I
can do it.

But maybe it
would be easier to
have someone to
go through it.

It will happen
no matter what-
anyway.

I hope I find you
if not now but
another day.

Forward I go
Head held high
Eyes alight and
Searching a starlit
Sky.

Day or night it
doesn't matter-
Happy inside I
would be rather.

Peace.

Banners blow while a silken flag waves
both signifying a country gone awry
men dig ever more six foot deep graves
as I stand aside and ponder why

American flags must surely be costly
what with all that red, white and blue material
while the deaths of countless soldiers seems immaterial to the Commander In Chief
who seems chiefly unconcerned about supplying armor for vehicles who drive directly over destruction
occupied by occupants who occasionally incur a blur from the desert sand and significant insanity in a land of lamentable leaders bent on brutality
as I become buried ever deeper in compassion bemoaning every unneccessary casualty of a war wrought and fought in futility

as corpses continue to constitute the inconsistency of combat-----
for instance Corporal Carl Conway who died trying to liberate a country inhabited by an alliance who owe their allegiance to Allah
and believe in what might as well be a cookbook they call the Koran--
man, they may as well adhere to to the doctrine of Duran Duran and dance
per chance

So i have what may be a superlative idea indeed
take all the silk they use for the red, white and blue
and instead of causing casualties of battle to bleed
sell all the silk for armor and armaments our heroes are so aptly due
(c) 2011....~free cee!~

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

ANYBODY GOT ME A COT?

So here’s the problem as I see the situation
No one ever looks around too well
Survey the area and it will lead you to information
alas, you must follow me, because I have the map to Hell

I mean if you ask me that’s where everyone is bound
Name me one person you know who never sins
So I searched up, down, on the landscape and found the hollow echo of a bell with not a sound
Now follow me because this is where the madness begins

It begins and ends with fire, heat and unbearable screams
And I’m telling you to get ready for the fire
But remember, prepare yourself for damnable dreams
Because Hell is reserved for every sinner, sucker and liar

In Hell ain’t nobody got no cot, no hammock nor bed
And I tell you to look around at every man, woman and child
Keep the fact that you’re going to Hell firmly planted in your head
Because hell is the price one pays for the planet we earthlings defiled
© 2011.…~free cee!~ Phreepoetree

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.

you are my power of life..
with you, i could smile till my dimple come
with you, i could dream of future
with you, i could forget hurt by past
with you, i feel my life worthed
with you, i feel blind that there is more than 1 million guy in the world..
i love u so much..

and you're gone..
i feel aching..
i feel breaking..
i feel empty..
i am tumbling..
i am suffering..
i am dying..
i can't live without you

i hope your heart could touch your mind,
and make you come back to me
i am here waiting you..
no one else in my life but you
it's you dear..
only you..

before God take my life.
i want to see you once again,
and tell you how much i love you
and to make you sure that i didn't lie to you
i love you so much dear..
feel me

From my heart come
words of meaning
emotion overflows.


Twining paths of
locomotion sometimes
overflow.


Calmly catching
gently winding
words of utter prose.