Why Has God Created Those Lips?

He often said,
“Do you know why God created your lips? ”

On my unawareness he replied,
“So that they should confess,
You are mine, you are mine”
And then,
I became habitual in saying,
“I am yours, I am yours.”

Then a day came, he spoke wearily
To my routine expressions,
“It is queer you neither feel fatigued
Nor experience tedium, and then
It is true; the same sentence has been learnt
To be said by the lips of someone else.”

I am pondering that I should ask him,
“Tell me my Love!
Why has God created those lips? ”

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After The Tempest

The night encroached knocking the door,
And when the bolt unbolted, the sound mixed
Into bawl of the distant dogs.
The sun dove,
Then from behind a twig of an olive,
I began to gawk to the lake;
The laughing huddled lotus,
Were whispering to one another;
The air rounded headlong,
The night stared at the long shadow
Of the thick tall tree;
I returned to the room,
Sighs of the night, sprawled on my bed,
Mixed merged into my sensation;
And the glassy-crumbs
That escaped from hands of the night,
I collected them all,
To compose this poem.

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A Character

Sometimes how our sable heinous deeds,
Stifle conscience, hush inner voices,
Lead to the zones of perpetual night.

I recall a character killer of father,
Walked he erect headed, puffed with pride,
With thrust chest, arrogant gestures,
Debashed face with stiff moustaches,
Twisted up like incensed mongoose tail,
When bites into the neck with sharp teeth,
And fights against the venomous serpent.

Had he a game-bird in rough hands,
Wrapped with scented silky handkerchief,
Among friends he promptly boasted of,
The condemned deed of patricide

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A Bare Message

(An Acrostic Tribute To Mehdi Hassan)

Mellowness of your melodies will remain
Ever, forever in the world with us all behind,
Heighten the romantic minds more and more,
Devotees will seek you with wet-eyes around
Identifying you in winds and waves of sound.

Hearts surge on demise with the torrent of pain,
Assuring, you are a resident of the celestial-plain.
Sweet is fragrance you have sprinkled behind,
Sonorous your songs impart us a bare message,
Aloft is the abode of Man, we are to pass away,
Never-ending world beckons us all thrice a day.

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This Exhausted Moon

This exhausted moon
Is the dream of someone’s eyes,
Those eyes which have been penalized
For being awake.
This moon is agony,
The agony which mixed into dust
In no time, the rosy moments.
This Moon is a response
Of such a question as it never
Has emerged in the mind
Of anyone even by now.
This moon is a chapter
Of some pain, of some union,
Of some separation;
If you confront him ever
Ask the exhausted moon,
Seek a reply from him,
Who caused him soreness
Who awoke him from the slumber.”

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My Head Bows Before The Quill

In the dale of death,
I have taken the risk of favouring life,
I have been entrusted an obligation
To contemplate,
Amid those who have apathy against thinking;
It is just like to enkindle fire
With stones in the snow fall.
The leading heads are betrothed
To blemish countenance of the Earth,
And my head
Only bows before the quill.

I resting my feet on a heap of explosives
Have raised my hands for prayers,
The birds,
With hopeful eyes are looking at
The extended nest of my hands.

Written by Dr. Jawaz Jaffri translated by Muhammad Shanazar

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If You Had Been Faithful

If you had been faithful,
I would feature the face of dream,
I would lower and lift the silky lashes in coyness,
I would settle you in the sugary rhythm of palpitation,
I would get you inscribed
In the thick network of lines of my hand,
I would hide you in Bindia of my forehead,
I would reveal you the secret of quivering ear-rings,
I would show you the bracelets on the wrists
I would make a trial of my fate,
You would wipe colours of lips with a mischief,
You would lift up the bridal-veil,
You would make me you own,
If you had been faithful.

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Pity

He demanded
My eyes from me,
The black lace of lashes,
Shy rosiness of the cheeks,
All sparkle of the face,
Pinkness of the lips,
Dark night of the locks,
Golden sunlight of the forehead,
Curling hair, and ear-ring,
All grace of innocence,
Immature charm of youth,
Silvery arms,
And essence of the existence.
He demanded and I granted all,
But the secret has revealed today,
All affairs of love
And loyalty were transient,
Emotional and fleeting,
He nourished only pity for me
And not love.

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Why Do You Sojourn In My Dreams?

Why do you sojourn in my dreams?
Sometime
In the form of intoxicated breeze,
Sometimes
With fondness of the flower-flies,
Sometimes
In the wild look of a hermit,
Sometimes
With fragrance of flowers,
Sometimes
In the form of an innocent hope,
Sometimes
In the shape of a moon-ring,
Sometimes
In the type of a string of stars,
Sometimes
In the texture of a woolen shawl,
Sometimes
As a butterfly,
Sometimes

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Bargain of Loss

When at late hours,
The dark night wanes,
Silence prevails all around,
The stars shine,
Clear like precious gems,
Emitting out,
The light compressed.

When the wind blows,
Cool, gentle and soft,
The world enjoys sleep,
Profound and deep,
How heart wishes,
To go stealthily,
To the street of the mistress,
Waiting, anxious and restless.

To tell her passion,
To loosen the burden,
Of eyes, of heart,

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