Best Khan Poems
[ credits to LAURENT YVAN from France who read my poem ]
Launched over ages of primaeval forces
my nomadic ancestry calls out to me
winds howl driven over rolling hills
atop a ridge of rugged mountains
beyond vestiges of the long silk road
the Mongolian empire looks back at me
the spirit of the great Genghis Khan
runs feral forever through my veins
Mongolia and its harsh wilderness
its barren lands its haunted past
drumming echoes of summoned spirits
unleash the wrath of heaving heavens
I’m more than hoodlum with a vision
I’m a rebel at the helm of my said destiny
My brothers and I are born of a lineage
that’s jagged ruthless rich and proud
fierceness and freedom integral to our dna
we’ll defend our land and way of life
with brute strength and sheer intimidation
in spilled blood we write our history
come hell highwater feast or famine
the spirit of the great Genghis Khan
runs feral forever through our veins
We’ll round up the horses
and harness voracious winds
go out protect and safeguard at all cost
wave our swords and in hearts instill fear
cast our thunder over hills and valleys
earn respect for our ancestors’ inherited land
a kingdom conquered piecemeal by our warlord
father to our people and to our nation vast
A deep longing larger than life compels me
to preserve my legacy against betrayal and conspiracy
dark alliances with sights on pillaging and plundering
no more brutal bloodbaths and massacres
neo-medieval Mongol tribes and clans united
The spirit of the great Genghis Khan
feral through my veins forever runs
and that’s the Mongolia that calls on back to me
Read on air by invitation ~ May 30, 2020 'LATE NIGHT POETS'
AP: 1st place 2026, 2nd place 2025, 2nd plance 2022, 3rd place 2020, Front Page Pick 2022
Submitted on May 26, 2020 for contest BRIAN'S CHOICE V sponsored by BRIAN STRAND - RANKED 3RD
Wehmi wehmi khailo na
Gaand Meri lelo na
Goli goli khailo na
Gaand Meri lelo na
Tut TU turu tut tut TU
Tut TU turu tut tut TU...
Note.goli ya teka???
Ride, ride, ride thou figure from the East
In thy curse hath many a mother wept
On thy brow the furrows of distant steppes
Yield unto a steely mask of doom
Destruction follows in thy path and yet
Methinks I spy a flicker of regret
Extinguish it lest humanity engulf it betimes
As distant lands fall under your encompassing sway.
A fire burns, a coward trembles in his tent
What's won is rent from hands too numb to feel
The surging, coursing power of thy grip
Let slip thine enemies, let thy repute
Incite counsel of war then savor the fruit
Of a thousand-footed gathering of days
The purpled way, the jewel-encrusted chalice
Of wine claret. Drink to your heart's content.
If I were thou and thou wert I my friend
I should not pause to see the ground below
For lonely be the lofty heights, perpend:
Far art faren, far remains to go
Nor bride, nor bairn, nor comfort in repose
Hath sped thee on thy way from whence we ride
The rudest nutriments, the barest clothes
Sans bed, sans friend, sans tout, bare ground thou lie'.
Now polished steel glistens, mirrors gray
The slanting dome of sky's inverted bowl
Oiled leather on black courser's velvet skin
And restless hooves an inch in sodden loam
A leathern mask, five halberds thus skyward
Stand, barren hillock's strange reeds
Sprouting in the wind-swept smoke
Of morning's hasty decampment. Thus proceed
These men unto a destiny untold.
Of Indus, Asia, Europe, northern climes
Of snow, of sand and vine, the watery strand
I sing. Dismount and pluck the crocus sweet
But brief, then crush beneath thy heel. Spur on!
Ghengis Khan!
Of Afrique dark and thrice-looted Rome
Thy story-tellers may rhyme and make song.
Home, home rider from the East return
Scorch the earth and burn to cindered ash
Laugh with all the mirth thy new-found freedom
Might yield unto thy solitary path
Unlearn the lessons civil, richness hath
Bone and marrow, thew and sinew softened
Thy courser turn the sod, horizon calls
Spur on! Sing thy song, thy name live on
Ghengis Khan
DO NOT FORGET
Your wired mind larger than Arabia
like a continent shrouded with beauty and rage,
I imagine you recalling the gush from Indian winds
the taste salted by curry fragrance
as your mouth drolls two languages,
till lashes of day forget night’s kiss...
Oh, but do not forget how desert sands
whisper your songs, to drain your troubles
on pita of seed-blessed lawns,
your eyes traveling across gentle sky
and down below, see the jasmines
naming your dreams
upon child-woman’s feet...for life-light
sparks in your womb, breath swelling
a prayer around moist dew... and here,
through love for self and kin, you are safe
within the overflowing beads
of a tranquil moon ; your mouth
a garden of bright joys unseen
that even in ruins of wired mind,
your breath shines among rocks...
Oh, do not forget the 'I' in your life.
................................
Yasmin is a talented poet. She is
from India but works hard in Saudi Arabia;
direly missing her family most of the time..
I hope she comes back-- she left Poetry Soup
a year ago due to the strain in her life.
Here is one of Yasmin's lines:
" Floundering, groping for a rational return..."
Contest, Silent One's Tribute
6/30/2013
I thought I felt the warmth of your heart
gentle and charming
You stand before me like a thought,
a dream remembered in a dream
I want you to think of me as we
are sometimes miles apart
Without you, my world is a
dark place in time
I want you to remember secrets
whispered in your ear, and smile
You are the sunshine of my day
a star that is always bright
I have loved you more with
each passing day
What I'd give to wake up
beside you each sunrise
I love you completely with
my heart, mind, and soul
As you remember me, smile
with peace in your heart
You are my favorite dream
that has become my reality
A beacon of strength, my mother dear,
Always by my side, always near;
A leader and guide, that's what she's been,
In all of life's journey, through thick and thin.
Her adventures have taken her far,
On boats and planes, to distant shores;
A woman of sacrifice, dauntless and strong,
Her love and care, a fire that burns long.
In the coldest of nights, she keeps me warm,
Her love molds mountains, reshapes every form;
She held my tiny fingers with tender care,
Guiding me through life, always there.
From the pain of childbirth, she bore me,
A mountain of strength, none could foresee;
Her shadow follows me, shining bright,
She's the only one I've known, day and night.
She lit my path, when I couldn't walk,
Supported me, through every block;
Fought for me, even when I was wrong,
A mother's love, forever strong.
She broke me like a tree,
With leaves so green and branches free.
Her words were warm and kind,
And her faces wore the same design.
I cannot call her characterless,
For I respected her nonetheless.
But she took my worth and brought me down,
With fears of someone I didn't know in town.
I held onto her without a cause,
But now I see the flaws.
She used me for her gain,
And left me in endless pain.
Now I stand here, broken and alone,
Wondering why I didn't see the unknown.
But I will rise again, like a tree,
Stronger and wiser, with branches free.
The world is a vast and wondrous place,
Full of sights and sounds to fill the eye.
But no matter where I roam or race,
My heart belongs to you and cannot die.
From mountain tops to ocean depths,
I feel your presence in all I see.
In every flower, every mountain step,
Your love is with me, constant and free.
But should you choose to turn away,
To leave our love behind and wander free,
I'll let you go, though it will slay
My heart to see you leave, just let me be.
For in your absence, I will find
The strength to love again, to start anew.
But know that in this heart of mine,
A special place will always be reserved for you.
Mar jaain gay mar jaain gay
Tujhay phir ham yad ain gay..
The whistle blew, signalling the start of my journey,
Aboard the train, my degree and future bright and blurry.
3000 km to travel, 30 hours to spend,
I settled in, ready for the adventure to begin.
I put my bags down, beneath my seat,
Letting myself rest, my eyes to meet.
But fate had other plans, for I was soon awaked,
By strangers, who in my native language spoke.
They talked to me, and I was all alone,
But their kindness and warmth, I'd soon know.
They gave me sweets and showed me the way,
To pray to Allah, the only merciful, they'd say.
We prayed between the seats, cramped and tight
, But their sincerity, made everything right.
They took me in, and showed me the way,
To Allah, they led me, with love and grace.
They were like angels, sent to guide,
My heart was filled with love, my soul purified.
In that moment, I found my repentance,
Thanks to these strangers, Allah's holy message.
May we all find such moments of grace,
And be led to Allah, in this life's race.
For in the end, it's love and devotion,
That bring us true satisfaction and salvation.
There is something in my life when night comes my mind.
In the shadows of solitude,
When darkness engulfs my fortitude,
My friends become a guiding light,
A beacon shining in the night.
With their words, they ease my pain,
And wash away the hurt and strain.
Their support, like an anchor, holds me steady,
Even when the world feels too heavy.
In moments of joy or sorrow,
They're there for me, today and tomorrow.
With their laughter and their love,
They lift my spirit high above.
Their friendship is a precious gift,
A bond that time could never shift.
For in the shadows of my life,
Their presence shines like a bright light.
So here's to friends, both near and far,
Who light up our lives like a shooting star.
May we cherish them, always and forever,
And hold their love in our hearts, wherever.
Wiggledy-Jiggledy
The legend Imran Khan
Trying his best__ to bring
The stolen wealth
The Mafia is strong
Spirituality
He adopts, to improve
Country's ill health
___________________________°
(1st Feb. 2021)
Paghunda Zahid
(Former cricket star, humanitarian and the current prime minister of Pakistan, who is fighting against the deep rooted corrupt system.
Owner of free cancer hospital SKMCS, & NUML University {he built them before stepping into politics})
Kisi ko nuqsan pohanchanay Kay teen tareqay..
1.goli maar kar bhaag jana...
2.wehmi bool kar chemical pilana..
3.nafsiati bool kar teka lagwana...
Note.Zafar Supari Kay favourite tareqay Hain...
In the shadows of the night,
When sorrow tries to take its might.
My friends are like shining beacons,
Erasing my pain and my demons.
With snorter and with cheer,
They chase away my every tear.
In the hostel, aloof from home,
Their absence makes me feel so alone.
They bring me joy and make me glad,
Their friendship a comfort I would never have.
With them by my side, I feel so free,
From all the sadness that used to be.
For a life should have friends so true,
Who make the darkest nights bright and new.
I am exalted to have them in my life,
Who make my heart free from all the strife.
Being with them, my world is bright,
And everything feels just right.
Time ticks away, with each beat of the drum,
While thoughts of revenge, leave you feeling glum.
Hoping for justice, for what they've done wrong,
But all it does is, your heart string prolong.
Let go of the anger, that's holding you back,
Embrace the present, start a new track.
Forgiving is freeing, it opens the door,
To happiness and peace, you've been searching for.
Take control of your life, let go of the pain,
Focus on the future, love will come again.
And don't waste your time, on the ones who've hurt,
Just live in the moment, and let your heart flirt.