Mirakee
Will you do me a favour,
I need not to see you anymore.
©sahilmudasir
sahilmudasir
Sahil Mudasir is a writer, blogger,poet,born in Melhura Shopian J$k.He is an " Indian Book of Records" award winner and author of 2 books.
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24w
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24w
Throw away your anger, and make me your slave,
I have collected my nerves to be yours forever.
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24w
Mad heart be Brave
All that do I endure and bear
Is nothing other than an illusion,
That shall weaken the person in me
In the eyes of my beloved pals.
I shall nomore wear my shattered heart
Upon my tattered and shabby sleeves,
For there is no alternate left in vain
To procure them by some death grip or force.
They say, ' It should cultivate and spring
Like a fountain, full of conscientious murmurs
Whispered loudly like the language of heart',
Where the two souls amalgamate into one.
Alas! Forsaken is the heart into fragments
Where chamber of each auricle and ventricle
Stamped of some nostaligic sentiments
Breaks down, to appear like a mad brave heart.
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24w
Happy marriage, Javid Sir
Sweet muses! Play thy flutes then
Upon the steeps of Mount helicon
With the new verve of celebration
As the day has come, a day of exaltation
For our beloved caretaker and master
Who has finally matched his soulmate.
Extol and emblazon his marriage bed
By the garlands of flowers and blossoms
Decorated in the strings of our prayers
And the expectation of his blissful life.
In the hope of our hyperbolic vision
All the sweet Gemsians shall wait impatiently,
Holding their bosoms inbetween their palms,
For the day of an unforgetable feast
Served with love, on the wide plates of silver
Full of Rista, goshtaba, chicken and what not!
We wish you happy marriage, sir
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24w
Two sides of a coin
The day was like a day,
Full of sounds reverberating
And color of heart's desire,
Inside the campus, there you see
A pack of well wishers and signs
Of being oneness like an old man's kin.
Scarcely, one could alter his sight
From the turrets of the highest seat
Of companionship and smile
Cultivating within the hearts of millions
And blooming upon the faces of our fellows.
Let us suppose, where the path leads outside
From the lanes and lawns of our place,
There happens, as usual, you depart to reach
Your final destination of comfort,
There the tables turn round and the smiles gloom,
Like those you see an array of advantage
For being an innocent and unknown being,
They make a hearty laugh and silent giggle
Like you are being thought as 'other'
By the cab driver to embus you from there.
This way you feel ashamed and escape
From being noticed and hide your face behind
Against the sudden glances of your companions,
And suddenly you realize, the two sides of a same coin!
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26w
Excerpt from ' The Shadows'
But remember;
My tears will bring flood one day.
And,
Drown you along with them.
There will be no place for you
Nor any shelter to escape
Like they will find you
In the dark rooms of night
And let you know
How one endures in love.
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26w
I would like to be an all time traveller,
If you could show me the path to your heart !
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28w
Peace
All that shall end up the wars
And marks scars of comfort
Peace, an abstraction in action
And absence of any division
In the hearts of souls on the globe,
Nothing can save us from tempests
Untill we shall learn how to swim
Upon the soulless currents of a bay
where waves of wars perish and sink
Our hopes into the depths of sea.
Peace is what teaches us a language of love
And shall burry the silence of destruction in us.
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33w
That love which was born
Into your adorable eyes
Does no more exist there,
And burns itself on the pyre
Of those doubtful glances
With the hope of rejuvenation.
Perished will be the heart
That nourishes the feelings
Under the umbras of bogus pledges
And shall acknowlege the worth
Of being broken into fragments..
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34w
Imprints
Come love, quench my thirst
And be source of my mirth,
My heart sheds tears of loss,
On the departure of daffodils.
Petals of my heart, colourless ,
faded as they are
and left imprints of fear.
The primroses now grimroses,
burn my hopes down
into ashes ,
before the fall of Autumn.
My heart leaps up
and recalls,
How in bygones,
we both used to sing,
together,
the ballads of love.
So lady, come to me
and favour thy glance
and fill my vacant sores
by thy grace.
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