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Best Famous Kashmiri Poems

Here is a collection of the all-time best famous Kashmiri poems. This is a select list of the best famous Kashmiri poetry. Reading, writing, and enjoying famous Kashmiri poetry (as well as classical and contemporary poems) is a great past time. These top poems are the best examples of kashmiri poems.

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Kashmiri Song

   "Is it safe to lie so lonely when the summer twilight closes
   No companion maidens, only you asleep among the roses?

   "Thirteen, fourteen years you number, and your hair is soft and scented,
   Perilous is such a slumber in the twilight all untented.

   "Lonely loveliness means danger, lying in your rose-leaf nest,
   What if some young passing stranger broke into your careless rest?"

   But she would not heed the warning, lay alone serene and slight,
   Till the rosy spears of morning slew the darkness of the night.

   Young love, walking softly, found her, in the scented, shady closes,
   Threw his ardent arms around her, kissed her lips beneath the roses.

   And she said, with smiles and blushes, "Would that I had sooner known!
   Never now the morning thrushes wake and find me all alone.

   "Since you said the rose-leaf cover sweet protection gave, but slight,
   I have found this dear young lover to protect me through the night!"


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Kashmiri Song by Juma

   You never loved me, and yet to save me,
   One unforgetable night you gave me
   Such chill embraces as the snow-covered heights
   Receive from clouds, in northern, Auroral nights.
   Such keen communion as the frozen mere
   Has with immaculate moonlight, cold and clear.
   And all desire,
   Like failing fire,
   Died slowly, faded surely, and sank to rest
   Against the delicate chillness of your breast.

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