A Visit To The Taj
The cycle of time never stops,
That has never forgiven anyone,
Moves fast, slow and sometimes hops,
None can claim from it to be won,
The kings or beggar it behaves the same,
Justice, its essence and time its name.
O, the king lying with the queen,
Thou's given a figure to the love,
The lovers and beloveds are keen,
To visit the Taj as pilgrim of love.
Thousands of the people visit at a time,
To pay tribute a to building of ever prime,
Ah! The mosque is empty but I hear,
Silent prayer calls in surrounding of thine,
People are surrounding thee far and near,
They look happy but sad is the heart of mine,
O Yamuna! Beside thee one is seeing another age,
But time is the obstacle to show its visage.
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My College (K.D.C.)
The wind is cold but slow,
By and by my emotions grow,
Before parting my lovely college,
Where I've sought precious knowledge,
Somet pretty moments I wish to capture,
Cause I'm in the state of rapture,
My sentiments are keen to come out,
Which dive in the sea of my heart,
In a charming tone they shout,
That would touch even a stone heart.
O, my college! O, of education's sky!
Under thee, we like bird play and fly,
Thy lap is full of mercy and grace,
Which inspires touching blue surface,
Not all but some of us achieve,
Who are true to their goal,
Never boast, in practice believe,
Behold the beauty with the soul,
Distribute the knowledge the teachers of thine,
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On Going To Mumbai
Parting is the destiny of every rose,
The garden is sad when it goes,
Both are helpless and pain grows,
But, fragrance yet it having pathos,
I'm here but my heart remains there,
And take me too lives my heart where.
I'm restless when remember the sight,
My mother departed me with wet eyes,
Placed her hands on my head hiding her eyes,
Containing herself she tried at full her might,
My sisters too put their hands on my head,
My heart weighty, I stumbled moving ahead.
My lovely friends who're dear to me,
Came and surrounded me with affection,
My heart restless like waves in the sea,
And eyes were wet like froth's collection,
They can't be parted like the sun from its beams,
I would often meet them in my dreams.
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Azad College (bahraich)
Some moments are coming from the throng,
Although I have left them far behind,
Yet with me, they will be life long,
Fresh in heart and engraved in my mind,
Whenever my eyes on the college cast,
I become a statue, caused by past.
Thy fence and field tell thy story,
But silent classes are like stopped waves,
Sometimes that would be the city’s glory,
Missing the teachers now who sleep in the graves,
O! Thy land is sky in the eyes of mine,
And the light of knowledge thy stars shine,
O my lovely college! O individual home!
Thou reside in my heart and I in thine,
The greatest place, thy mosque under the blue dome,
Where students and teachers stand in single line,
Ah! Thou robbed by thy own, thou lost,
The height of education of thy lovely past.
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The Final And Fresh Sun
The sun calls back of its rays,
And ready to go far behind,
Birds and cattle are on their ways,
To reach their home before day truns blind.
The sea is calm and fish on rest,
And cold winds from the west,
Passing through every mount, forest and valley,
A spirited and melodious voice I hear,
Wishing us warmly Keats and Shelley,
Of coming a lively and happy new year.
The breezy blows and breaks the day,
In the foggy morn the sun does shine,
The pearls are lying on greenw clay,
That really invites a revolt wine.
Make much efforts and less endure,
Hope to raise and fear not to feline,
Then wait for help from the Azure,
And joys'll wait for thee in single line,
Singing it the wind moves everywhere,
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A Failure In Love
Oh, how sever the heart's pain,
In the love, did what I gain,
Writhing my heart and eyes rain,
I forget her, but in my dreams remain.
First awoke my sleeping emotions,
Promised with me to stay lifelong,
Her lovely eyes made in me commotions,
And sang to me a false love song.
Likely she loved me as showed her gesture,
So, I proposed and gave her gifts and rose,
But, her return taught me a lesson for future,
Cause I was given only tears and pathos.
Ruined me her coral lips and rosy cheek,
I sacrificed my everything and too, myself,
In a diana a tender heart I tried to seek,
But, given me faithlessness by my elf.
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The Quality Of God
In torn dress a poor boy,
Was standing near a shop,
Greeding eyes of this boy,
Bare footed, seeking joy in the shop.
The shop was full of rich people,
There was selling garments and shoes,
Toys too, something in the shape of apple,
People were in fine dress and shoes.
Nobody paid heed at this boy,
And his eyes were tearful,
All were busy in buying toys,
But boy was standing thoughtful.
A lady came there who had bright eyes,
Accompanied the boy and entered the shop,
Bought for him garments, shoes and toys,
Buying all they left the shop.
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My Tea Cup
O, thou look me as a cup of wine,
As the reflection of my soul shines,
Or a good poem with delicious lines,
What is thy like? But thou surely mine.
Thy every draught gives me pleasure,
As a drunkard finds in drinking hemlock,
And find from the world sometimes I leisure,
And feel so power to clash the rock.
O, thy tender fragrance runs inside of me,
And really gets my sorrows out,
Then I experience so much freshness and gee,
And compose what getting out sorrows shout.
As a parserby seeks relief under a shady tree,
Or a dolphin delights in only sea,
Or a lover enjoys to his beloved to see,
And I gain all happiness in only thee.
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A Virtual Visit To Egypt
The land of Moses and Aron,
Country of Joseph, the prettiest one,
Kingdom of Namrod and Phiraon,
Where Abraham with truth won.
The Nile still flows and reminds,
The fall of darkness and injustice,
And Umar's letter inside it finds,
Truth be in speech and in practice.
Mystrious pyramids had to witness,
Many changes but still stand,
The evil one may achieve greatness,
But has to mix shortly in the sand.
Tunisia has shown public's prime,
And taken robbers out from there,
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Child And Mother
Child
Mom! Stars which lying on the sky,
Twinkling they are as they be shy,
Stare they sportive at me, it seems,
And pointing at me with their beams,
Come on friend! They invite me love laden,
Promise me to show the sights of heaven,
I must go up through the ladder of the rays,
Let me Mom, it is one of the ways,
Let me go, with stars I'll fill pocket of mine,
Half will be mine and the rest, surely thine.
Mother
O child! The stars on the black surface,
They all'll hide when the sun shows its face,
They're inviting not but play with thee,
You can't reach there what you see,
But touch the sky of the knowledge,
That you will achieve in the college,
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