My love poem - TSA

Ranjha Ranjha Kardi..........

Stand by my side..

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Say u love me,
if u really mean it ...

Say u miss me?
if u really feel it ...

Walk into my life,
if u promise 2never walk out ...

Look at me and tel me 'ur the One'
if u dont have any doubt ...

Cherish me forever beloved,
hold me nice and tight ...

Whisper sweet words to me,
sweetheart stay with me all life ...

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Muharram Poem

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With the dim light of the crescent moon
The New Year unfurls insidiously
Like black clouds of Monsoon
Casting shadows of doom and gloom

Thick shades of black that drape the earth
Writhing and bleeding as the wind brings images -
A Severed arm, a pierced throat, a headless body
O my Abbas! O my Ali Asghar! O my Hussain!
Dripping black blood like black gold
That energizes the rusty dead soul

The black garb of night
Devoid of color and pleasure
Hides the vibrant colors of truth
Pure and untainted
Only to be seen with the spirit of the eye
The spirit of the seeker seeking the truth

Truth in its gleaming armor
Faces the black beast in the Yazids,
The blackened hearts of the Qabils,
The blinding blackness of ignorance

The rare black rose of the desert
Gives up its precious petals to the winds
The fragrance drifting in the valleys and hills of time
The scent of the Tuba Tree
The scent of Yusuf’s shirt
The scent of the poetry of Ali
The heavenly scent of pure divine beings

The banner falls with a loud crash
But the words like seeds scatter far and wide
The black fertile earth
Brings forth a celebrating green of hope
Truth after all can never die

Composed by Raihana Yusufali
(Courtesy : http://www.tebyan.net/index.aspx?pid=82064)
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Willow Trees

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Yesterday there were willow trees on a bank
And a muddy ditch beneath them,
Behind them a grey sheet of cloud
And a shower of fallen blossom at their feet.

But today the sun shines delicately,
The ditch has become a stream
And the stream a mirror of light
Where the curved trunks of the willows
Are clear and dark against the blue and the green and the gold.

What is this new dimension that appears?
With a ditch full of water and a streak of light
The sky that is above is not so far away
As the sky that is below and the clouds upon it,
And the trees that reach up do not raise their arms so far
As they reach down to touch the end of our seeing
Into the Heart of the World.

Sorrowed Soul ~ A true story

The sun has gone to its abode and darkness has scattered far and wide
Twinkling stars has covered the sky as dress of a new bride

It’s another painful night
Another night of my sorrow and plight

Tears are sprouting from eyes
Making wretchedness and dryness in eyes

I know not what I want
Neither have I wanted heaven nor hell
Aaah, there is no heaven for a sorrowed heart
Heaven is a forsaken place for a sorrowed heart

Oh my Lord, I had wished to seek Thine mercy and blessings
Alas, I am yet able to get neither
Thee put me in love and joy
Thee put me in harmony, tranquility and matched a beloved!
Thee departed the to be parted one…

Oh Lord, what Thee made of an unpurified body and soul
Alas, I am loathed and dreadful and yet wretched soul
Alas, such a soul is preordained to be scorned!
Aah, such a soul is predestined to be left alone!

Oh Lord, all told, Thee mercy pounces even a tiny tear of a nonbeliever turned believer
Oh Lord, a soul is weary; though teary drenched yet still questing Thine benevolence
Oh Lord, a soul is tired; why don’t Thee make a wretched pure!
Oh Lord, a soul is not atheist or nonbeliever…….
Oh Lord, compassionately cease the sorrow and plight….

Paulo Coehlo Saying... Brida....

You alone exist; I do not, O Beloved! ~ ~ Baba Bhulley Shah

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You alone exist; I do not, O Beloved!
You alone exist, I do not!
Like the shadow of a house in ruins,
I revolve in my own mind.
If I speak, you speak with me:
If I am silent, you are in my mind.
If I sleep, you sleep with me:
If I walk, you are along my path.
Oh Bulleh, the spouse has come to my house:
My life is a sacrifice unto Him.
You alone exist; I do not, O Beloved!
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Baba Bhullay Shah

Repeating the name of Beloved ~ ~ Bhulay Shah

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Repeating the name of the Beloved
I have become the Beloved myself.
Whom shall I call the Beloved now?
- - -
Bhullay Shah

Moons & Junes & Ferris Wheels...

Moons and Junes and Ferris wheels
The dizzy dancing way that you feel
As every fairy tale comes real
I've looked at love that way

But now it's just another show
And you leave 'em laughing when you go
And if you care, don't let them know
Don't give yourself away

I've looked at love from both sides now
From give and take, and still somehow
It's love's illusions I recall
I really don't know love at all...

Alone.....

Yesterday has gone with the wind
Today is kissing my mortal eyes
Tomorrow is knocking at my door
Day after tomorrow may be I would be no more...

I was alone before
I am alone today
And i would be alone thereafter
Pepole come and go meet and greet
Weep and Smile, Speak and Listen

Than leave with a fake smile And disappear in the mist of unreliable time
What remains in the end is nothing
But

Me for Me....
and Me

(courtesy Muhammad Ali Awan : cssforum.com.pk)
Alone.

You are never alone... !

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You're never alone, I'm always near,
When your troubled, down or blue.
All you have to do is call me,
I'm always here for you.

It doesn't matter where I'm at,
It doesn't matter when.
When you need someone to talk to,
I'm here to be your friend.

If you need someone to hold your hand,
or a hug to say I care.
If you need a shoulder to cry on,
for you I will be there.

So never think you are a burden,
when the weight gets to be to much.
You might find if look hard enough,
a good friend could be the right touch.

You're never alone, I'm always here,
through the good times and the bad.
I'm always here to be your friend,
I don't like to see you sad.

Sculpting Lips of Desire ~ ~ Almas Ruby

Came the specious touch of wind
to my wounded heart
unleashed every deep scar of love
proffered I my heart to the treacherous whispers
those whispers of dawn in oblivion

came the disloyal smile of thoughts
to my heart suffering lacerations
uncovered every desire untouched
slithered I the bleeding heart of mine
to the craves of fulfillment

came the unfaithful feel of touch
to my soul bleeding
unveiled every passion in veil
tendered I the incomplete being of mine
to the whim of that sin of dawn

came the fickle illusion of affect
to my body shivering with fear
sculpting it with the lips of desires
desires so fiery
offered I the cadaver for completion


Ahh this love so pure
could not procure the favors of destiny
the wind shouted out for being capricious
the smile cried over being protean
the feel yelled out for being chameleonic
the illusion cried out for being false

Ahh this love
bitten once again
that shattering moment at dawn
I am left with the remains and ruins
of how
the wind acquitted of the perjury
the smile absolved of the deception
the feel vindicated so easily
the illusion exculpated so sinfully


seen had I the youth in your grizzled desires
all was a dream so beautiful but untrue
the wind was an itinerant
the smile was a fugitive
the feel was a sundowner
the illusion was a nomad

my heart bleeding
the rains bringing flames with them
the ethereal moon bringing fire with it
nothing works
all alone in the darkness of night
all alone in the pains of love
all alone among the coup de grace

the Misericord of Love on my being once again
all alone with my pains
all alone with nocturnal pains



by ALMAAS RUBY

Thunders and Candle Light - ~ Almas Ruby

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tonight when thunders embraced
the cruel darkest skies

like the tryst in the arms of love
as the lovers under an old willow

the flash of lightning in the sky black
as the wave of passion running
through the body of belief

the dusky red tinge of candle light
in dark room decked with memories

the flicker of candle light
as the glimmer of confession in your eyes

the tryst giving rains of sensation
the desiccated quenched
the candle dying of
falling into step with
the time so lethal
an impression on the sand of loneliness

BY ALMAAS RUBY

Inspiration...

On Pain ~ ~ Khalil Gibran ...

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Your pain is the breaking of the shell that encloses
your understanding.

Even as the stone of the fruit must break, that its
heart may stand in the sun, so must you know pain.

And could you keep your heart in wonder at the
daily miracles of your life, your pain would not seem
less wondrous than your joy;

And you would accept the seasons of your heart,
even as you have always accepted the seasons that
pass over your fields.

And you would watch with serenity through the
winters of your grief.

Much of your pain is self-chosen.

It is the bitter potion by which the physician within
you heals your sick self.

Therefore trust the physician, and drink his remedy
in silence and tranquillity:

For his hand, though heavy and hard, is guided by
the tender hand of the Unseen,

And the cup he brings, though it burn your lips, has
been fashioned of the clay which the Potter has
moistened with His own sacred tears.

Khalil Gibran

Ghazal - Saahil

Night is passing by slowly !

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Night is passing by slowly
Tears are flowing by slowly
Flowing through the eye lashes, and
traversing the cheeks

Heart is pinching,
Mind is bursting, and
eyes are blinking and sticking

Desert is everywhere but water is with you
Scrotching sun is shining atop but shelter is with you
Torrential rainfall is pouring, and
umbrella is with you

Oh my Lord, is my beloved is love or culmination of love!
My each fiber of body is in pain of tiredness, and
longing of my beloved

My Lord I beseech Thee mercy and Thee help always
I beg Thee honour to bless us always with Thee kindness, and
utmost mercy from the fire of world, journey after departing the world and of course from the hell

My Lord I am tired of living in the state of bewilderness
I beg Thee honour to bless us always with Thee kindness, and
utmost mercy at each second, at any stage..............

T.S.A.