Bahawalpur Poems | Examples

Haris Sultan

Haris Sultan,
Bahawalpur Multan..

Rain and You

When rain goes on, 
My tears flow on, 
Chirping of birds, 
Crackling of Leaves, 
Tip Tip of rainfall, 
thundering of clouds, 
Blossoming of flower, 
Trickiness' of Dew, 
They all are remembering you, 
Flowing rivers, 
Singing Birds, 
Falling cascade, 
Drowning stones, 
Blizzard air, 
They evokes my hidden thoughts, 
They all are remembering you, 
As the rain pours on, 
My tears carry on! ! ! ! ! 

M. Shahid H. Chouhdry
Bahawalpur, Pakistan
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All Power Belongs To You Almighty Allah

You the omnipotent and Merciful For All,
O my Lord !All power belongs to You,
Whether who is Muslim or infidel doesn’t matter,
Your blessings are uncountable through,

Rainfall or waterfall cold breeze to warm,
Mountain to land , Sea or the endless sand,
Heat or Cold ,everything we hold,
The measure of everything in your hand,

Whom You will grant, Woe or pleasure ,respect or contempt,
Life and Death, wealth and poverty,
Your dignity and beneficence cover the whole world,
Though the vast eternal is your Sovereignty ,

Mitigate the burden of crimes, Supplicate for forgiveness,
We are your sinful creature, pardon us clemently,
Rogation for real success, show us the right way,
As You listen to those who don’t have tongue and they utter silently!!!

M. Shahid H. Chouhdry
Bahawalpur, Pakistan
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Worthless

Know your value,  Know your Cost, 
Aspire Yourself, Don’t get Lost, 
Explore some new, never Quit, 
It don’t matter, what was your Past, 

You are alive, with all at Best, 
Don’t sit free, don’t get Rest, 
Always be happy, Always be Potent, 
Enjoy Your life with all its Zest, 

So what if happen to fail, why you’re Care less, 
Don’t ever be think You’re Worth less, 
Forever think positive, never Comedown, 
Boost Up Yourself for Future, Life is a Chess, 

Today If You make effort, Tomorrow will be Your, 
Gentleman Life is bitter, the same as So Sour, 
Strive for Aim, Not for Fame, 
Thrive for best, Made Your Life Pure! !

M. Shahid H. Chouhdry
Bahawalpur, Pakistan
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Unpublish

I know my stuff will not get publish, 
I am the unseen man with no name, 
I will be accused of being theft, 
As I am the man of no fame, 

When I see ahead, I Ought to High, 
A single thumb up can take me to Sky, 
Clouds wandering in air won’t stop me, 
I Strive hard, If I can Fly, 
But I know my pieces will not get publish, 
I am the unseen man with no name, 

This rhymes will remain unpublished, 
As the sunrise and set Quietly, 
Words unspoken, feelings not expressed and hidden Passion, 
I will take it towards stream silently, 
Because I know my poems will not get publish, 
As I am the man with hundreds of blame, 

Pleasure thoughts, joyful moments and Pretty Ode, 
Finally turn into agonizing Elegy, 
Trembling hand, shivering soul and Shaking Lips, 
Forced to stop writing anymore Abruptly.
For that I know my verses will not get publish, 
I am the invisible man with no Aim
As the person just like a Lame!

M. Shahid H. Chouhdry
Bahawalpur, Pakistan
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Price of Love

Want You know the worth of Love, 
Way never end, the journey never Quit, 
Height neither achieved nor the depth End, 
The everlasting prickle in your eye sight, 

Freeze thoughts and awful memories, 
Would not leave you lonely, 
Every day goes by, 
Turn you the stem solitary, 

Frightful nights and dreadful days, 
Miserable morning and Depressed Twilight, 
Stand for fameless achievement, 
Faced it all for hoping day of Bright, 

Exam with no result, game of grief, 
Neither you fail nor you pass, 
Sunny day Rainfall, sweating in cold and fruit of Autumn, 
Love is stream that you won’t cross.

Cause, we don’t know the price of Love, cost of Beam, 
If you wanna know the cost, die with your dreams.

M. Shahid H. Chouhdry
Bahawalpur, Pakistan
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O Muslim

Muslim who influenced by westernize, 
Lost name and Identity, drowned in Occidentalize, 
Got accuse of terror and blame of activist, 
Oh the Muslim, thou lost thy illuminant, 
 
Thou turn away face from lessons of Quran, 
Ever thou remembered the moral of surah Aal-e-Imran, 
Betrayed thy self through curse deed, 
The Almighty bondman what’s thee need, 
 
Lead thou self toward astray, 
Turned attention to infidel way, 
Forgotten the worry of last abode, 
Repent thy sins by viewing this ode, 
 
Eager thyself of virtue, thirst of hay, 
Inertial thought turns thou rough and clay, 
Vivify thy self, You the Muslim and still alive, 
Strong enough as the pillar of five, 
Worldly life is not more than amusement and joy, 
Be prepare for hereafter, as you have to die.
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M. Shahid H. Chouhdry
Bahawalpur, Pakistan
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Miserable Farewell

The day we will apart, and go too far, 
We will be forgotten where we are, 
Love emotions will never survive forever, 
Air absorb the smoke from burning bar, 

Beauty of love, purity of sincere ness, 
Will become ancient tale of fairness, 
Walking on footpath, sitting across road, 
Time turns these all into foggy memoir cheerless, 

Cold breeze turns to warm blow, 
where we will apart, soul wander to and fro, 
Tears of pain, fear of gone, 
Carry on, silent stream flow, 

Hurting of being alone, 
Is like a flower with single thorn, 
Miserable farewell made me alive dead, 
Might we never born, 

Panicked memories seems so teasing, 
But tiny flame of reminiscence will remain blazing, 
If the ray of hope is alive, 
We will never get too far, though amazing.

M. Shahid H. Chouhdry
Bahawalpur, Pakistan
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Justice and Equality

The right way to bestow, the glow way to Integrity, 
If you wanna bloom, build a habit of Honesty, 

Equality is the basic theme of Mankind, 
Who is white who is black, it doesn't  Mind, 

Justice! in each path of your Life, 
It will transform your all acts Nice, 

You not need to bow, don’t you Surrender, 
Don’t be putative, Be the power of Thunder, 

We the people of one God! Why there is difference! 
Beat the Inequality, and place The Justice Preference! 

Rich or Poor , Low or High, Don’t matter where You Are! 
Will go the same grave same as martyred  Soldier after the War!

M. Shahid H. Chouhdry
Bahawalpur, Pakistan
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Journey

Let me burn, Let me Fly, 
Hold my hand, Dont be Shy, 
Time have come to make some Earn, 
Defeat opposing World and not to Cry, 
I will Shine, I will Glow
I will rise, I will Flow

Speak Up Truth, Turn up Light, 
Face all problems standing Upright, 
Be a Man, Men of Power, 
Dont Get Lose, Dont be Fright, 
I will Shine, I will Glow
I will rise, I will Flow

Not to Indulge in Leisure Work, 
Make yourself thrilling like Morning Jerk, 
Give the rights and take it Back, 
Finish Your task as Dutiful Clerk, 
I will Shine, I will Glow
I will rise, I will Flow

Aim Your life and Chase them, my Friend! 
You dont know where life Get Bend, 
Life is the Journey of Events, 
As it Goes on Change like a Trend! ! ! 
I will Shine, I will Glow
I will rise, I will Flow.

M. Shahid H. Chouhdry
Bahawalpur, Pakistan
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Good Girl Reply of Mad Boy

I made you a man a handsome Boy, 
I will made your habits like decent Guy, 

If you wanna marry me, Marry me Now, 
If you say you love me, take it Now, 
If you have plans, better get planned! 
Make no flirt, like a Crow, 

It’s a real not a dream, 
Don’t ever think, I be your Ice Cream, 
I am the lady of My Family vision of my Pa (papa)    
If you got Mad, Go to Hakeem, 

Life is there, time is Alright, 
Love is true, not your words tonight, 
Be Some practical, Do some Job, 
Leaven this poetry Brain You Bright, 

Better Get started better it End, 
Leave your Love Letters into Jeans Pent.

M. Shahid H. Chouhdry
Bahawalpur, Pakistan
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Forgotton

No more sorrow, no more grief, 
Let me tell you, let me relief, 
Unhealed wounds still pouring blood, 
You stole my heart, as a Thief, 

Day of good bye, the night we apart, 
Now I Forget each story of any Sort, 
Love phantoms now vanished from Essence, 
No more twist, not any Knot, 

Miserable sunset, and wait for chill breeze, 
Forgot it all as the page we Erase, 
Lost issues and Love Illusions, 
Pave the way clear without crease, 

Life is simple, we made it Rough, 
Get over worries, take deep Puff, 
Inevitable pain will stagger you hard, 
Forget it free, whether it is Tough.

M. Shahid H. Chouhdry
Bahawalpur, Pakistan
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Eid Crescent

“Are you sleeping still on Bed? 
Have a view of gift ahead, 

Oh, the Eid crescent is above your head, 
May this beautiful eve turn you crimson Red, 

Accept heartiest greetings and tweet, 
Because Can’t I buy the bunch of Sweet, 

May thou feel head over heel, 
And enjoy this festive with full zest and zeal, 

Embrace, hug, and switch off all disputes, 
And be the human of piety attributes, 

This poem will go on and on, So
Keep on enjoying Eid with chirpy brow! ! !

M. Shahid H. Chouhdry
Bahawalpur, Pakistan
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Digit Nine

Wounds heals with the passage of time, 
Doesn't matter how major is crime, 
Mistakes can happen between anyone, 
It moves on to the digit Nine, 

More you remember more it pain, 
Better is to give no to gain, 
Stuck out all worries and dismay, 
Turn it On, the power house Brain, 

Fade Thoughts and never ending fought, 
Rejoice of happiness' can be caught, 
Take me hand, forget the entire, 
Cause Past days can’t be bought, 

Go away from quarrels and dispute, 
You are not a dry fruit, 
Be emotionally strong, Let away gone, 
Clean up mind, as stain less suit.

M. Shahid H. Chouhdry
Bahawalpur, Pakistan
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