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Best Poems Written by Khurram Khan

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On My Indian Land

Muslim came, Christian came, and they gave their separate fame
Maratha, the Rajput, the Mughal has done, to increase its name.
Buddha came; Mahavira came, wishing always India’s fate.
Aryan came, Dravidian, All gave the words of praise, 
All came and gone, India always for all,
Land made no distinction at all.
Spread love is the message for all
As my country greater of all       
Love made no difference that’s all.

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Silent Call

Cajoling you, begging you
Struggling for a reason to call you.
Your careless actions,
It always confuses me.
My heart weeps, and my lips dry up to say anything,
as far as you go
That's how I get left behind.

Counting each day, 
And I am scared.
Pathophobia of losing you
is increasing day by day.
You know everything about me; 
Just listen to it. It's a silent call; that's all.

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Begging Allah

Thee the almighty
The food we eat,
The water we drink.

Calling Allah for every need
Thou the greatest and maker of all
Begging & regret what I was
Calling, calling all my past
Collecting glimpses of what I was
Weeping and crying to get rid of.

A sinner, an impostor, whatever you call
eyes full of tears
Cursing and cunning all my dears
I never realized Allah’s fear
Begging and repenting all my sins,
Love and affection spread overall,
That’s a humble request to all 
As I never did at all

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Promise Me

Promise me you won't cry
I am yours, and you will always be mine,
shaping my lovely thoughts
Dream of touching you with my lips lock.

Promise me you will not cry
So what if it was for the short term
At least we know each other,
Your Silent thought goes miles away from your spoken words
I know how different you are from the world
Promise me you will not cry.

Promise me you won't cry
before the rain of eyes
And my heart screams,
It's time to part ways;
you will be on your way,
I'll be on my way
I don't know where life will take us
But I'll always be with you,
So promise me you won't cry.

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Give Me a Theme

What should I praise and write,
Shall I sing a song of joy,
Or to look at the days of sorrow? 
Appreciate the magnificent Nature,
Or to talk about Nature's hollowness?
Raise the name of the country,
Or to think as selfish?
Write on what and follow.
Move on the marks marked in the past
Or to make my path?
Praise the creations of God,
Or to curse man for its' distribution?
Look at the failures and successes around,
Or run fast to grab an opportunity?
Single and alone, thinking and feeling,
Write on what and follow.
Not a single act makes me happy, my fellow.
Would you please give me a subject that makes me mellow?

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Relation

You met me, I saw you and a story began
Those were the days,
With Cool and bright rays,
Finger with the finger,
Fear to mingle.
Look at once, touch,
Turned back and saw each other,
The eyes with tears
The lips with fear,
Having a lot to say but no words to dare
Look me around, think me if you found,
If you can feel me, you can heal me.
I am alone, but you are in the crowd.

The glimpse of your face made me think again,
The murmuring sound, the laughing around,
Fun frolic was what, everywhere we found 
But everything now has gone. I always pray to god,
Give me a reason to have a relation,
But never give a reason to break a relation.

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A Nation I Admire Most

On a strange land
landed alone,
I was baffled and surprised
stepped slowly,
worry about settling
But this charming land,
Soon all myths dispelled
felt comfortable and rested on her lap
soft and supple
Hugging and clapping, whatever I do, 
I feel that every moment is mine.
The music is in the breeze, and the winds sing their songs
Blessings fall from the sky as snow, white and bright
Apples, berries, and plums are everywhere,
It gives all that human desires,
Rain, snow, and summer have their grace
More colours than a rainbow clasp
Whether in the moonlight or sunshine, day or night, love and blessings are showered all around.
learned and loved the Bata life,
People around filled with fun and frolic wherever I find,
I express my gratitude whenever I realize,
I Can fly like a bird and rain like the clouds
I can feel the freedom and embrace the beautiful nature,
Whenever I go for a walk in a lonely night,
I sit on a bench at the riverside,
the river bubbling sound, the blowing leaves of the branches
The gush of wind is always there under the moonlight
It's dark but fills my heart with light
it gives me a walk to remember for a lifetime.
The enchanting land away from the motherland
It gives me peace, calm, and cool shades.
be here, feel it, and do you know what people call it
It is a beautiful Czech.

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The Last Hug

Oh my love
Oh my love
listen to me. I want to hug
I touched you once
I felt you were my world
I miss your touch 
You were my shivering crush
But you left,
I felt like falling under the sky.

Just a request
I want a hug. 
Your hug can raise me again, can push me to fly once more
my true worries and your genuine concerns 
You broke my heart. 
You broke my Pain into pieces, 
My falling tears, 
My blinking eyes, 
My hurdle of life, 
Need your hug, 
Just a hug
To raise me to live the world without you. 
Is this the reason I am calling you? Please give me a last hug Yes, the last hug.

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Peeping Through the Windows of Room Two-One-Three

As far as I can see, through the windows of Two-one-three
In Spring and summer, 
Green and brown trees relief my eyes
Slow winds and Shining sun
Raindrops and thunderstorms
Small hills with tiny houses and twinkling lights on their top,
Looking up in the sky
Bright stars twinkle at night, moonshine always a delight
A sleek lonely lane next to my room slopes down towards the road,
Seems like it 
always wait for someone to walk.

Autumn and winter
turned leaves into orange bright,
beautify the scene, make me miss my love
leaves fall from trees and blow all over the roadside,
when I peep through the windows, 
all I see are leaves
bid farewell to lonely trees with a promise
to come again in the joy of summer,
Dark, dry, and lonely, wait all winter to flourish again
The silence of the night is the joy of winter
trees and the streets covered with snow, white and bright.
Gloomy days without the sunshine,

Peace and Ease at its best
I saw, admired and felt, all these through a window of two-one-three.

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Our Dreams Are Still Not Broken

Our dreams are yet not broken,
Our dreams are not shattered yet,
Just think about it, recall it.
Evolution is not a mystery.
Just live it and die for it,
Grow with it.
Look who we are today. Let us prepare. The world is watching us.

Our dreams are yet not broken,
Our dreams are not shattered yet,
Distracted from the right path
Struggle to learn and earn,
Push each other for our turn,
talks about politics
talks about crime,
Why do we forget our deeds
the time is alarming us.
Brothers rise and sacrifice what you have
give something to the next generation.
Lets complete and cross your limits
And we will get name and fame again for our people and country.
Not only we, but the world will rise and salute us.
And will believe on it that
Our dreams are still not broken.