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Anila Batool Poem
On the Desk of Darkness
On a Monsoon Night,
The afflatus roars in clouds,
And albedo fills the sight.
In the darkened gorge,
Among the alleys
And gravelled ways,
A lass on a jade.
Apathy of her own,
Gazing upon the dog in the kennel,
Barking and crying at it.
And when she gazed and gazed upon
The dog of ash on kindlings,
A murmur of sight on her lips,
And a wet eye with a glaze.
With a jolt, she stood up —
The roar now a voice,
The sight now white,
And the white now light.
From sight to light,
And light to white.
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The world of some enormous things
Where Star, galaxy, satellite swims
Some mysterious concept lies
Just like Black wholes vanish like mice
It becomes bigger day by day
Without any limit or any stay
It is home of Sun and Moon
Planets, comets, star's bloom
It is beauty with darkness, full of twinkles
Colour of auroras just like dimples
There is no any air and sound
Just its darkness and stillness found
A large Star known as sun
Bright and hot,full of gases fun
Around which orbit other planets
It's gravity pulls all like magnets
These all are occuring in the space
Wondering, dancing with exuberance
No body till now found its end
New mistress day by day make it expand.
Note:This poem is written by a fellow of Anila Batool,Ambreen Zehra.
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I rise with sun,with hope to try
I think and set,whom would be I !
I swim in sky ,all-day I breathe
I glide with birds,and songs I sing.
I laugh with sun,and talk to stars
I feel the heat,and catch the light
I play with rain,rainbow I touch
I fetch the clouds from hills & peaks.
And when I see, twilight with me
I smile and lick the orange flakes
Skyscapes I hug, farewell I bid
Then set wth Sun,and fall on land
I lay on land,I see the stars
Celestial glow and wet eyes
I miss the clouds,in sky they blow
I love the day,when I'll rise!!
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Kiss the sky or dig the land,
Catch the stars or drill the sand.
Sit on clouds and fly with birds,
Drink the air or taste the soil.
Look up for cosmic ways or skies,
Or move around the ground of words.
Face the sun and feel the moon,
Gaze at moments of dawn and dusk.
Behold, stare, and listen to
The whisper of the breeze or the sound of wind.
Touch the twilight or close your eyes,
Smell the fragrance or pinch your nose.
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Pressing a ball,
Will make it small.
Do not let someone fall
It is not a smart goal.
If you press a ball,
By exerting some force
The ball goes down,
We cannot make it round.
Putting someone down,
Does not give you crown
It can give depression
To the people around.
It creates fuss,
It disperses us.
Don't press someone
In your discussion,
Do not hurt them
Mentally or physically,
Sentimentally or orally.
Help others in need,
Offer kindness proactively.
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O' The selfish world!
Give me freedom
I want to explore
Your glittering decays.
O'The selfish world!
Open my eyes
And let me to be in depth
What's all around me!
O'The selfish world!
Behold, and listen my voice
Ov'r clouds || I want to walk
In the ocean || I want to drone
From the nectar paths; I want to pass
I want to catch,the shinning nebula
I want to touch,the Aurion shades.
O' the selfish world!
Your land is very vast,
And here, I want to be a cast.
The twilight appears in dark
And the stars give me spark.
My voices seem mum
But cannot ever dump
So; Behold and listen my voice.
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We were too down,ignorance spread
Many darkened gorges and darkened hearts
On gravel paths in gravel lands
The moon was shut,and sun was hid.
A light of beacon,then arose in north
As general fact,sun arises in the East
But this was the sun,which arose in the North.
You taught and told ,the path of right
And from dusky night,you gave a dawn.
You did your best,to rephrase
The message of prophet and the words of God(Allah)
O' Mohsin e Milat,we miss you a lot.
From kindlings to systems known
Unlock the worlds,which were unknown
The Uswa and the Kauther gates,
Direct the youth to wisdom paths
The orphans homes give louder prays,
And hadi TV enlights new ways.
Now the sun has set and he had met,
The really God(Allah),who showed him road
AHH, Mohsin e Milat,we miss you a lot!!
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Imam Ali(?)–The Knowledge Gate
Mercy and kindness,You hath
Angelic, assertive and you teaches faith
Modesty and morals you always orates
Altruists and bravery you instructs your mates
Laudability and liberality you donates
Imam Ali(?)in us, Allah's love you creates.
A life of martyrs you like
.For right path, you always play with pikes
Sacrifice and tolerance,you always like.
Today is the day of your birth
Happiness and joy is on the earth.
Everywhere, everyone is in this preparation
Left to right,all are in their celebrations.
In joy of your arrival on the night of this land
Oh,Lion of Allah!Where you stand?
No one of us want this to know.
Oh,Lion of Allah!No one of us is in the martyer's row
For wealth and health, we are on coves.
Allah, bless us with the last one
Light us with the knowledge-sun.
Life like Rasull-allah(?)we want
Allah-Our creator we want
Hazrat Ali(?)-Our leader we want
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Some seeds are tiny,
Some seeds take flight so lightly.
They're carried by the breeze,
But they aim to seize
A spot in the land,
To establish a stand.
With a drop of rain,
They begin their campaign,
To sprout and to grow,
In nature's gentle flow.
Through leaves they reach for the sky,
With roots, they delve and lie.
Leaves and roots, they share,
From earth and from the air.
They gather their food,
Both water and sunlight, so good.
In future they'll strive,
To overcome and survive,
The challenges of weather,
Dry spells, and tether.
They keep reaching high,
And down below, they try,
To hold more ground,
To spread all around.
Seeds have now grown tall,
They stand strong and tall,
Spreading far and wide,
In nature's endless stride.
They do things on their own,
A life story, well-known.
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O' The selfish world!
Give me freedom
I want to explore
Your glittering decays.
O'The selfish world!
Open my eyes
And let me to be in depth
What's all around me!
O'The selfish world!
Behold, and listen my voice
Ov'r clouds || I want to walk
In the ocean || I want to drone
From the nectar paths; I want to pass
I want to catch,the shinning nebula
I want to touch,the Aurion shades.
O' the selfish world!
Your land is very vast,
And here, I want to be a cast.
The twilight appears in dark
And the stars give me spark.
My voices seem mum
But cannot ever dump
So; Behold and listen my voice.
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