Hai bas ki har ik unke ishaare (Ghalib Mirza Asadullah Khan Poems)
hai bas_ki har ik uNke ishaare meN nishaaN aurkarte haiN mohabbat to guzarta hai gumaaN aurYaa_Rab!, na vo samjheN haiN ...
hai bas_ki har ik uNke ishaare meN nishaaN aurkarte haiN mohabbat to guzarta hai gumaaN aurYaa_Rab!, na vo samjheN haiN ...
Waking to darkness; early silence brokenBy seagull's cried, and something undefinedAnd far away. Through senses half-awoken,A vague enquiry drifts into ...
Although in her every indication, the aim is something elseIf she shows her affection(with me) , then different suspicion arisesOh ...
Yield not the soul to pang of Love, for Love's the soul's fierce glow;That Love's the torment of the soul ...
Over a delicate arch--an eyebrow of stone--on the unruffled foreheadof a wallin joyful and open windowswhere there are faces instead ...
All wretched, shocking, nude, with vilest fare,Such slave am I — my body bears the signs —Born free at foot ...
YOU walk my studio's modest round,With slowly supercilious air;While in each lifted eyebrow lurks,The keenness of an ambushed sneer.You lift ...
China's Emperor, craving beauty that might shake an empire, Was on the throne for many years, searching, never finding, Till ...
"THE YOUNG LOVERSI SAW them kissing in the shade and knew the sum of all my lore: God gave them ...
At gauzy dusk, thin haze like cigarette smoke ribbons past Chrysler Building's silver fins tapering delicately needletopped, Empire State's taller ...
What's the sky? What are stars? Aren't they simply blue eyes? What's the moon? Not an eyebrow bent like a ...
Who are you, who is anybody to tell me I am wrong?I am not wrong.In Syracuse, rock left bare by ...
"Soyez muette pour moi, Idole contemplative..." I came home and found a lion in my living room Rushed out on ...
I crossed the parking lot The man in the convenience store beyond the gas pumps trying to cash already cashed ...
NO more wine? then we'll push back chairs and talk. A final glass for me, though: cool, i' faith! We ...
Fanfare of northwest wind, a bluejay wind announces autumn, and the equinox rolls back blue bays to a far afternoon. ...
I 'But where do you go?' said the lady, while both sat under the yew, And her eyes were alive ...
All the world's a stage, And all the men and women merely players; They have their exits and their entrances, ...
On the warm July river head back upside down river for a roof slowly paddling towards an estuary between trees ...
WHEN by Zeus relenting the mandate was revoked, Sentencing to exile the bright Sun-God, Mindful were the ploughmen of who ...
I. My face resembles your face less and less each day. When I was young no one mistook whose child ...
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