Lagtaa nahin hai dil meraa ujday dayaar mein kis ki bani hai aalam-e-naa_paayedaar mein
He proved divine delight, knew grace untold,
Beheld the Cross uplifted and, before
Before my senses or my soul awake, Sorrow begins to stir within my heart;
There is a silence where hath been no sound, There is a silence where no sound may be,
TELL me why, behind thee, I see always the shadow of another lover?
I felt a Funeral, in my Brain, And Mourners to and fro
\"I pledge allegiance to the flag"-- \
"They dragged him naked
Queer are the ways of a man I know:
He comes and stands
"He ought to be home," said the old man, "without there's something amiss.
He only went to the Two-mile -- he ought to be back by this.
Weep you no more, sad fountains; What need you flow so fast?
Musag malyndi da guzar gaya dinh sara,
Singhar karyndi da guzar gaya dinh sara.
Sigh, wind in the pine;
River, weep as you flow;
I know, I alone
How much it hurts, this heart
A great while ago there was a schoolboy
who lived in a cottage by the sea,
Then died, lamented, in the strength of life,
A valued mother, and a faithful wife:
I touch hatred like a covered breast;
I without stopping go from garment to garment,
There was ten men hauling on the lee fore brace
In the rain an' the drivin' hail,
It's boring and sad, and there's no one around
In times of my spirit's travail...
Hindi Ghazal- Tum itna jo muskura rahe ho
She turns my love to dust
my destination empty
How sad,
to think I will end
O God, whose thunder shakes the sky,
Whose eye this atom globe surveys,
Three triangles of birds crossed
Over the enormous ocean which extended
it gets run over by a van.
you find it at the side of the road
"DEAR Charlie," breathed a soldier,
"O comrade true and tried,
The sky a black sphere,
the sea a black disk.
Riding down the road at evening with the stars or steed and shoon
I have heard an old man singing underneath a copper moon;
A chieftain, to the Highlands bound,
Cries, "Boatman, do not tarry!
I’ve lit the Christmas candle,
As we used to long ago
Stop, oh my friends, let us pause to weep over the remembrance of my beloved.
Here was her abode on the edge of the sandy desert bet
|