The Charming Earth of Awadh (With English Translation) (Ali Sardar Jafri Poems)
GUZARTI BARSAAT AATEY JAADOn KE NARM LAMHEYHAWAAOn MEIn TITLIYOn KE MAANIND UD RAHEY HAInMAIn APNEY SEENEY MEIn DIL KI AAWAAZ ...
GUZARTI BARSAAT AATEY JAADOn KE NARM LAMHEYHAWAAOn MEIn TITLIYOn KE MAANIND UD RAHEY HAInMAIn APNEY SEENEY MEIn DIL KI AAWAAZ ...
Where pilgrims seek the Prophet's tomb Across the Arabian waste,Upon the ever-shifting sands, A fearful path is traced.Far up to ...
ISay now, Horatio, has language hours?Sleeps it awhile, to wake again renewed,As chrysalids pupate the many-hued?Or does it, man-like, mellow ...
(After reading the letters of Julius and Ether Rosenberg) I longed for your lips, dreamed of their roses: I was ...
Inspired by the letters of Ethel and Julius RosenbergWishing for the roses of your lipswe offered ourselves to a gallows' ...
Beloved Palestine,how do I sleepWhile the spectrum of torture is in my eyesI purify the world with your nameAnd if ...
As sweet as the look of a loverSaluting the eyes of a maidThat blossom to blue as the maidIs ablush ...
When camp is moved, at break of day,Then comes old Packer Bill--a kingWho rules, with most despotic sway,The while he ...
The weedy fallows winter-worn, Where cattle shiver under sodden hay. The plough-lands long and lorn-- ...
Here surge the ceaseless caravans,Here throbs the city's heart,And down the street each takes his wayTo play his little part.The ...
When the caravans of wool-teams climbed the ranges from the West, On a spur among the mountains stood `The Bullock-drivers' ...
The night too quickly passes And we are growing old, So let us fill our glasses And toast the Days ...
Beside the ungathered rice he lay, His sickle in his hand; His breast was bare, his matted hair Was buried ...
Read here: This is the story of Evarra -- man -- Maker of Gods in lands beyond the sea. Because ...
wherever there's a tear in the fabric around weymouth - portland appears from abbotsbury hill it's just a long thin ...
We chanced in passing by that afternoon To catch it in a sort of special picture Among tar-banded ancient cherry ...
1 O TAKE my hand, Walt Whitman! Such gliding wonders! such sights and sounds! Such join'd unended links, each hook'd ...
Do you remember once, in Paris of glad faces, The night we wandered off under the third moon's rays And, ...
I have a fire for you in my mouth, but I have a hundred seals on my tongue. The flames ...
Come all you little rouseabouts and climb upon my knee; To-day, you see, is Christmas Day, and so it's up ...
When the call of the hudud, Echoes through the palm fronds Carrying in their mists, Visions, memories: Caravans of high ...
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