English poetry/ Poems

[faraz_ameem]

This poetry is for my special:
To see you hurt
To see You cry
Makes me weep &
Wana die

If you agree
To never fight
It wouldn't mater
who's wrong or right

If a broken heart
Needs a mend
I''ll be right there
Till the end

if your cheeks are so wet
From drops of tears
Don't you worry
Let go away your fears

Hand in hand
Love is sent
We'll be friends
Till the END...

[SilverStar]

Nice one faraz.....so I see you have a loved one...lucky you

[faraz_ameem]

Shakir, How Strange (translation of saraiki poetry)

I am you avowal, your disavowal, your confession, your
denial
I inspire your love, I incur your hatred
I have the right to your blessing, I am the core of your wrath
Shakir, how strange: I am known and unknown to you

[faraz_ameem]

Autumn Leaves (translation of Saraiki poetry of Shakir)

Here, some honour loyalty
Some prize manners
We are autumn leaves
We fear the wind

[faraz_ameem]

Hope Against Hope

Hope against hope should never end
The beloved should never be defamed
Tonight she made this final vow:
May this evening never end

[Degrian]

Love is my sin and thy dear virtue hate,
Hate of my sin, grounded on sinful loving:
O, but with mine compare thou thine own state,
And thou shalt find it merits not reproving;
Or, if it do, not from those lips of thine,
That have profaned their scarlet ornaments
And seal'd false bonds of love as oft as mine,
Robb'd others' beds' revenues of their rents.
Be it lawful I love thee, as thou lovest those
Whom thine eyes woo as mine importune thee:
Root pity in thy heart, that when it grows
Thy pity may deserve to pitied be.
If thou dost seek to have what thou dost hide,
By self-example mayst thou be denied!

[Degrian]

***Rain***
Rain, midnight rain, nothing but the wild rain
On this bleak hut, and solitude, and me
Remembering again that I shall die
And neither hear the rain nor give it thanks
For washing me cleaner than I have been
Since I was born into this solitude.
Blessed are the dead that the rain rains upon:
But here I pray that none whom once I loved
Is dying to-night or lying still awake
Solitary, listening to the rain,
Either in pain or thus in sympathy
Helpless among the living and the dead,
Like a cold water among broken reeds,
Myriads of broken reeds all still and stiff,
Like me who have no love which this wild rain
Has not dissolved except the love of death,
If love it be for what is perfect and
Cannot, the tempest tells me, disappoint.
***___________________***

[faraz_ameem]

(Jst remembered old days)

Twinkle, Twinkle, Little Star
by Jane Taylor

Twinkle, twinkle, little star,
How I wonder what you are!
Up above the world so high,
Like a diamond in the sky.

When the blazing sun is gone,
When he nothing shines upon,
Then you show your little light,
Twinkle, twinkle, all the night.

In the dark blue sky you keep,
And often through my curtains peep,
For you never shut an eye
Till the sun is in the sky.

As your bright and tiny spark
Lights the traveler in the dark,
Though I know not what you are,
Twinkle, twinkle, little star.

[faraz_ameem]

(Jst remembered old days)

Twinkle, Twinkle, Little Star
by Jane Taylor

Twinkle, twinkle, little star,
How I wonder what you are!
Up above the world so high,
Like a diamond in the sky.

When the blazing sun is gone,
When he nothing shines upon,
Then you show your little light,
Twinkle, twinkle, all the night.

In the dark blue sky you keep,
And often through my curtains peep,
For you never shut an eye
Till the sun is in the sky.

[waseeb]

Never Have I Fallen

Your lips speak soft sweetness
Your touch a cool caress
I am lost in your magic
My heart beats within your chest
I think of you each morning
And dream of you each night
I think of your arms being around me
And cannot express my delight

Never have I fallen
But I am quickly on my way
You hold a heart in your hands
That has never before been given away

Rex A. Williams