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Faizan Ibrahim Poem
Whisht! They are sleeping
Have no fear, have no scull
In a juggling sea ,rowing
Like her hairs, life is also curl
Oh hermit! Took them to their shrine
No not to mosque, lead them to vault
Where might an idol give them some wine
Never hesitate, its virtue not fault
They are not sinner, they are forlorn
Be happy you love to an unseen God
See Him and lost ,then you are lovelorn
Like, who worshiped to their beautiful lord
They do love to their beloved to win hell
You do love to God to win a heaven
And living to listen the ringing of paradise’s bell
But they can kill themselves on her smell
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Faizan Ibrahim Poem
When ever I meet you
I think that my life is only for you
There is a home in my heart
Little but enough to love you
There is autumn in my city
So I gathered pale leafs for you
And freshen them by my tears
Might I can blossom them for you
Leaves on road, and withered flowers
But lo in my eyes, there is a heaven for you
Life is colorful, it is the world of colors
But all the colors are faint before you
yesterday I catch a butterfly
And put into a bottle for you
Today it has die, and told me from sky
Beauty is, to see, to amuse ,but not for you
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Faizan Ibrahim Poem
Go on, go on
Count my sins, conclude my virtues
And ordered love to distinguish your love
Will you desire love or senses? Please chose
Its double faced faith, not love
Go on, go on
Say your love, lo my false eye,
Listen my vulgar language,
Smell my guilty steps ,
taste my rough nature ,
feel my bad deeds ,
Go on, go on
If its love then please presents me
Such an eye, ear ,tongue and nose
That I can also aware from the,
Thorns on the stem of rose
Go on, go on
Flowers are not for you, if you have no money
Then forget your love, hush its wine
Alas my love desire some fee
Why such a love You put in my divine
Go on, go on
Beautiful fairy, please tell me your cost
Silver ground, Golden trees,or Diamond palace
Are no more for me, but your respect,ah that I have lost
Sale, sale, sale, written in market
can I pay your cost
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Faizan Ibrahim Poem
To learn faith worshiped to an infidel
To find God look in you heart
To win heaven bows to your ideal
To impress one , listen his art
Life is jugglers play out of your gate
Invert all things, sing and dance
To learn this mystery, went to an illiterate
Every one is wicked, every one is great
Look at your sky call your guiding star
Ask from it, is it know its way?
Goal of your life is not too far
A bud turns to rose in swing of ray
To tame one please play a game
To win please lose and congratulate him
Heart wants no more but fame
In darkness moon always smiles on his name
One should win for himself not for others
are we loser, no its only a blame
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