Love Books Poems

My monocle, please,
or if you please,
my spectacles so
I
can attempt to eye
a book with both irises
and which book
to attack first:
the gigantic book of fashion;
it’s
not a lap...

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They grew up together 
But they never spoke
And never seen each other
Fate had her plans, though
Setting them up to meet
When they did it, it was...

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You could read me, day and night,
Flip through every page of me
With your gentle fingers,
Lingering where you please,
And do more ..much more
If your heart desires.
...

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Value people when they have life
Strangely, people understand lately
Everything is loud and clear, yet blinds
Still, people find it challenging, but why? honestly 

Wait, let’s unpack...

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Inside the four walls is my agony surpasses the night
The day is replaced with work, and time slides by
Animals seemed privileged and were cared for...

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Wo daulat wo shohrat jo chahiye thi mil gayi kya
Jo main de na saka tha wo khushiyan mil gayi kya?

Jin ko paane ki chaah mein...

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The Pleasure Remembered.
I saw her in a cafe yesterday; years had not been kind to her
her hair was matted, her skin was dry, and her...

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I ain’t no good, I don’t do the things I should,
My woman tells me ‘bout it all the time.
What I do wrong, well the list...

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In my comfy corner, a little space

A place of my own, as soft as a lace

Lays a long chair of queen’s height with a wooden...

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These are English translations of Urdu poems by Jaun Elia with themes of solitude, loneliness, alienation, love, life, death and loss.

When you come, you will...

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In all the books of history written with ink of blood and dried tears,
There is no war that was not hatched in the shadow of...

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-The Chalk Beneath My Fingernails-

I walk a path where roads dissolve,
Where rivers rise and hopes revolve,
Through jungle mist and dusty lanes,
With every step, I carry...

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Sitting on a long deck
At a trailer
In South Georgia
Wind in the Pine Trees
Reading Nathaniel Hawthorne

My stomach is empty
except for
this longing and guilt

A murder of Crows
loudly...

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A lifetime or two in a past far away  
           There lives for me...

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A star never loses its shine, 
You can never ever compare it 
to beer and wine. 

We love its glow, we also love it, 
when...

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