Best Famous Chand Poems
Here is a collection of the all-time best famous Chand poems. This is a select list of the best famous Chand poetry. Reading, writing, and enjoying famous Chand poetry (as well as classical and contemporary poems) is a great past time. These top poems are the best examples of chand poems.
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Written by
Tanwir Phool |
Please see these links for Tanwir Phool's poetry :
http://forum.urdujahaan.com/viewtopic.php?f=18&t=4969
http://urdunetjpn.com/ur/category/tanwir-phool/
G H A Z A L
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Rishta-e-jism-o-jaaN
Raunaq-e-eeN jahaaN
MuKhtaSar hai safar
MuKhtaSar daastaaN
Aie miray ham safar !
Tu kahaaN , main kahaaN
Chand tinkay milay
Ban geya aa'shiyaaN
Maah-o-anjum se hai
Zeenat-e-aasmaaN
Husn hai chaandni
Ishq barq-e-tapaaN
Rahbari aam thi
LuT geya kaarwaaN
Qurb us ka bana
RaaHat-e-aashiqaaN
Phool ! dam se tiray
Saj geya gulsitaaN
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Written by
Meena Alexander |
Mid-May, centipedes looped over netting at the well's mouth.
Girls grew frisky in summer frocks, lilies spotted with blood.
You were bound to meteorology,
Science of fickle clouds, ferocious winds.
The day you turned twenty-six fighter planes cut a storm,
Fissured air baring the heart's intricate meshwork
Of want and need—
Springs of cirrus out of which sap and shoot you raised me.
Crossing Chand Bibi Road,
Named after the princess who rode with hawks,
Slept with a gold sword under her pillow,
Raced on polo fields,
You saw a man lift a child, her chest burnt with oil,
Her small thighs bruised.
He bore her through latticed hallways
Into Lady Dufferin's hospital.
How could you pierce the acumen of empire,
Mesh of deceprion through which soldiers crawled,
Trees slashed with petrol,
Grille work of light in a partitioned land?
When you turned away,
Your blue black hair was crowned with smoke—
You knelt on a stone. On your bent head
The monsoons poured.
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