by Dhadz Belir |
He is not a robber
But he stole my heart,
He is not a painter
But made a piece of art.
He is not a clown
But he makes me laugh,
He is not a laborer
But he knows enough.
He is not a dancer
But my beat, he did rhyme,
He is not a mountaineer
But my mind he can climb.
He is not a messenger
But he, his thoughts send,
He is not a writer
But he creates a legend.
There is no other than him,
And that is it! Just him.
by Dhadz Belir |
Sorry for being dumb,
But darling, I'm not numb.
In the name of love, yes! I succumb,
Because I am tame, I am a lamb.
by purbasha roy |
beauty, color, longing, love,
Feather in the wind
My love is the feather in the wind
In bird song hours of streaked dawn
Tossing through tidal seams of times gone
Through the woodlands of my poems lost
Wavering in purple shine of yawning skies
As serenading breeze with my love harmonize
To reach the current of verses creek
Warm sunbeams dance in rosy glint
Hurling forgotten feelings faded imprints
To weep tears of calmest bliss
In the illusion of time where we once were
Tugged in scented blooms spur
Contest-As easy as ABB
by Misbah Ul islam |
deep, friendship love, heart, imagination, inspiration, poets, proposal,
Mai Muntazir tha kisi ki nawazish ka
Ki masayib ka simat badal jata
Yeh bebasi jaisai abi azal hovi hai
Woh aata tou kuch mukhtalif hojata
Woh kuch rakhta hoo ya na hoo
Lakin jalanai ka saliqa rakhta hai
Yeh sach hai ki dar-e-bazm mai kam hastai hai
Lakin chaand ratoo ko ronai ka saliqa rakhtai hai
Baz-me-yaraan mai jana ab merai bas ki baat nhi
Ki abb kisi aur dard ko sehna meri bas ki baat nhi
Ab laga hu seenai zakhm-e-qalbii ko
Ki ab phir sai tera maukuff hojavoo merai bas ki baat nhi