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Best Poems Written by Sheikh Nissar

Below are the all-time best Sheikh Nissar poems as chosen by PoetrySoup members

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Wild As a Star

Wild as a Star, Far away in the milky-way
Brighter than the sun; invisible in the light of the day,
Twinkling on the starlit sky, in the calmness of night
In-accounted within the count of yondering eye-sight.

Horizons also showth me a never ending art,
Deception of limits, always they brought:
Always I found them kissing the lows
And then thoughts shattered: what fortune shows.

Passion of moon, enlightened her blind eyes,
Umbrage of sun splendid her to be pride of skies,
Bride among the countless models equal by none,
Spreading her skirt and dancing over ode of Sun.

My heart kindled, when I glimpsed shining Mars,
Unique in its art, among the countless stars.
So, they taught me a lesson of courage,

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I Am a Brook of Blood

I am a brook of blood
Drawn from the veins of the tender bud;
My drift is bedewed with homicide,
Stabbed with furry killed with pride.

Flowing by the might of a flood
And disappearing into the mud
And earth cradles me
Unto a motionless sea

I’m the scent of smiling dawn
And eddy of Afzal and Burhan;
I’m Maqbool’s tidy clan
And I’m going on and on…

And again sun will rise
In our ravaged paradise;
And again moon will rise
In the calmness of skies

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I Am a Brook of Blood

I am a brook of blood
Drawn from the veins of the tender bud;
My drift is bedewed with homicide,
Stabbed with furry killed with pride.

Flowing by the might of a flood
And disappearing into the mud
And earth cradles me
Unto a motionless sea

Bearing the pain of paradise
And roaming in azure skies
And then whispering tear sped
To infuse life again into the dead


I’m the scent of smiling dawn
And eddy of Afzal and Burhan;
I’m Maqbool’s tidy clan
And I’m going on and on…

I’m essence of the beauty
And healer of fading misery;
It is the begning of the new day 
And the forecast of a cheerful ray

And again sun will rise
In our ravaged paradise;
And again moon will rise
In the calmness of skies

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Sweetest of All

Sweetest of All

Sweetest of all, I have ever seen
Fairer than the rose, lonely in green;
Heavens smile when they behold
A unique face like flowers of gold


Sweetest of all, I have ever heard
In the garden of love unto nightingales’ throat
And in sweet notes of heavenly dove,
Though they sing to define love


Farthest of all, I have ever thought
And felt in the beats of my broken heart;
Closest of all, I have ever been
Whilst, thou become to be unseen

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Stray Bullet

Stray Bullet!
Stray bullet 
Drove me to death
Through the gates of heath
Softly stole my breath

Piercing my tender heart
In a single jot
That was my best part
It is thy sting art

That I did fall
For once and all;
Still I hear cradle’s call
Carved on my heart’s tender wall

Hurt and pain
Will come again;
Silent tears will rain
Till we are awaken again
				
Sheikh Nissar

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I Cam To Take You

I came to take you with me
Away from shame, away jealousy;
I’m your life and shadow too
Come out of your standing grave—it is earthy.

Fairly, I’ve come this way, only for you
Following the breeze, before the advent of dew;
Is it your woo, neither band nor song
Or is it your love or virtue?

For without you, my sore widened a furlong
In this pain, thirst grew, I became too strong
And this love was last journey
Come with me! O’ Soul! O’ My Song!

                                                          Sheikh Nissar

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World Is Spread For Wishes

World is a table spread for wishes,
Abode of Love and sweet dishes;
Wily tantrum under a bower
Sprinkling perfume: Sweet and Sour!

World is basket, full of fresh,
Juicy fruits; adorned with green and lush,
Pleasant for wise, sour for single
Where sorrow and glee often mingle

World is a bubble ready to break
Floating on brim of a wavy lake
Waiting for the favorable pinch of breeze
To swipe glory before journey of seas

World is the reflection of one’s heart
Power of feeling and sketch of thought,
Where success brings kings to your dale
And failure deserts one’s blooming vale.