The Heart And Tongue
Why so much twist and proud,
Being a man of honour,
Forget not your own shroud,
That's lying in the corner,
Behave well as the heart,
Or the tongue so flexible,
Lean from them this art,
That immortalize us possible,
God Himself has given them no bone,
So harshness of them shouldn't be shown.
By- Mohammad Muzzammil Shah
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The Song Of Venus
It is saying of the old,
Love is precious more than gold,
Belongs it to a tender heart,
That can't be sold in the mart.
Being magic yet it is blind,
Not easy but hard to find,
By thorns surrounded it like a rose,
Love lies in the mid of ratios.
Through eyes it alight the heart,
Create in a heart too much unrest,
On seeing her pace like a hart,
One sings a love song with zest.
Heart to heart was love before,
But now it falls on only pelf,
Remains not forever but a bit more,
And ends shortly like a delf.
Plucking stars and cleaving cloud,
At last, love you may get,
Thy love will make her proud,
But, impossible to her forget.
poem by Mohammad Muzzammil
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On My Death
Around me stand my friends and kin,
And a person too whose heart couldn't win,
Grieved badly and tears they shed,
Seeing my dead body on the bed.
Oh! open not my folded shroud,
Let not them see my broken heart,
Let not express my pain on the crowd,
else none will love his beloved by heart.
Those who kicked down my lovely rose,
And compelled me whole night weep,
For my gifts who bestowed me pathos,
Now hiding their faces, they too weep.
Why you have made you eyes wet,
Wipe! Wipe! these drops of dew,
The rising sun has ever to set,
And so I, it was earlier view.
poem by Mohammad Muzzammil
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Sir Syed Ahmad khan(A revolutionary person)
A great person of the earth,
That never flew in the sky,
Gave his people a state of worth,
Now freely where they fly,
Yet no head be raised before him,
Like a poor lamp before the sun dim.
All the hopes when ended in smoke,
And future seemed extremely dark,
His revolutionary thoughts stroke,
And then appeared a revolt spark,
That opened sharply their mental knot,
Which circumstances had slowly brought.
In the storm he contained himself,
And lit a candle of the knowledge,
Gathered his wise people like pelf,
And shaped his dreams into a college,
That is our glory and matter of proud,
Where Sir Syed shines yet being in shroud.
poem by Mohammad Muzzammil
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God
Praise to Thee, O Creator of universe!
Thou the Master of both worlds,
Thou bestowed us tongue to converse,
But, to count Thy blessings I'm short by words.
poem by Mohammad Muzzammil
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The Plight of Humanity
There is a glade full of flowers,
Like a new, decorated bride,
Winds blows slowly, it showers,
Enjoying nature on steed I ride,
In woods I reach happily by and by,
But forced me to pause the deepest sigh.
Bewildered I turn back and see,
A pretty lady in ragged attires,
And sobbing under a bald tree,
To ask her well being, I'm on fire,
'Who are you and why here? I'm keen,
Why in ragged dress, mourning thou seen? '
Wiping her tears, she begins to speak,
'I'm humanity, for what they proud,
But have forgotten me, so I'm weak,
Before my death they folded me in shroud,
From the beats somehow I've taken flight,
And now you see me in miserable plight.'
poem by Mohammad Muzzammil
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As you like it
The wind blows from the west,
And takes the clouds strongly away,
And causes in the sky unrest,
Kites are soaring where astray,
Its effects lies too on the land,
Under a tree I sit all day long,
Where leaves are lying on the sand,
I'm busy where composing my song.
poem by Mohammad Muzzammil
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You and me
Who is immortal you or me?
Certainly none,
Neither you nor me
nor anyone else,
Then why behave like immortals?
The truth remains forever,
It is immortal,
While falsehood is bound to perish,
Then why feel proud of it?
Let us leave this game of
Proud and humiliation,
And be true to each other.
poem by Mohammad Akmal Nazir
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The Birth Of A Poem
When I feel hard,
I hold my pen,
It runs soothily
Like the water in the river,
Or wind passes sweetly.
Words from heart
Come out through our lips,
By and by they collect,
On my notebook I see,
A poem is born.
poem by Mohammad Muzzammil
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Twist
Well youve got me working so hard lately
Working my hands until they bleed
If I was twice the man I could be
Id still be half of what you need
Still you lead me and I follow
The small of your back up to your chin
Over to the tip of your switchblade
As you pull it out as you stick it in
(twist twist twist) it can go a little deeper
(twist twist twist) Im wear
T) it can go a little deeper
(twist twist twist) Im wearing these chains
(twist twist twist) you make it hurt real good
(twist twist twist) (but? ) I love the pain
(twist twist twist) it can go a little deeper
(twist twist twist) Im wearing these chains
(twist twist twist) you make it hurt real good
(twist twist twist) I love the pain
(twist twist twist)
(twist twist twist)
(twist twist twist)
(twist twist twist)
Turn it on
Quietly says:
Is this on? oh [questionable]
* Im so tired I cant get to sleep
* and the squeaking of the bed
* is right in time with the song thats
* repeating in my head
Its uncomforting to rember how you used to like a good f**k
Every once in awhile
* I just want(ed) you to know (that)
* when I do it, I only think of you
* = quoted from end of ringfinger (the extra lyrics printed at the end
Of the song in pretty hate machine)
song performed by by Nine Inch Nails
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Human
When we've come from one parents,
Why are we seperated in the world,
Hindu, Muslim, Sikh and Christian,
But, we're human in one word.
poem by Mohammad Muzzammil
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I Shouldn't … but, I do.
I like the way you look at me,
Every time you look at me...
I shouldn't
But I do
I shouldn't
But I do.
I like the way you talk to me,
When you say the things you shouldn't be...
I shouldn't
But I do
I shouldn't
But I do.
I liked the feeling of your company,
When you'd carve out some time for me...
I shouldn't
But I do
I shouldn't
But I do.
I like the sound of your voice,
Pulling at me, like I have no choice,
I shouldn't
But I do
I shouldn't
But I do.
Thoughts of you are frequent for me,
Though, I try not to think of you.
I shouldn't
But I do
I shouldn't
But I do.
I can't help that I feel this way,
Believe me, it's much to my dismay,
There wasn't
But,
NOW
There is a
YOU...
If you only knew,
How much I try,
How often I fail..
When I try
To try
Not to think of
YOU.
poem by Rabia Minhas
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Everytime I Fall
(johnny mcrae/steve clark)
Let me tell you 'bout a lady that i know
Who stood tall and proud beside me
Down many a dead end road
Never asking more than i could give
And never once complaining
About the way we had to live
Well she never showed a sign of losing hope
Though a million dreams and promises
Have all gone up in smoke
She hides her disappointment out of love
And if i laid the whole world at her feet
It wouldn't be enough
She's the rock i lean on through it all
Everytime i stumble
Everytime i fall
And though she's never shown it
I've known it from the start
Everytime i fall it breaks her heart
Everytime i fall
It breaks her heart
Now let me tell you about the million silent tears
I've found hidden on her pillow
In the mornings through the years
Somehow i'm still a hero in her eyes
But to tell the truth
I can't give you one good reason why
She's the rock i lean on through it all
Everytime i stumble
Everytime i fall
And though she's never shown it
I've known it from the start
Everytime i fall it breaks her heart
Everytime i fall
It breaks her heart
song performed by by John Michael Montgomery
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The Cottage
Nobody can weigh respect and love,
Wealth can't weaken them or power,
Nothing can tempt cause they're high above,
Where, there dwells knowledge bower,
People seek in royal robes and towers,
I've sought in a hut that is small,
The place is blessed where knowledge showers,
Only hut to them, but to me the world all.
It has been shined with math's golden rays,
That sun has set but redness is still there,
To mark the people to their successful ways,
Now, a silver light of English's shown from there,
That's witnessed many ups and down,
And proved talent doesn't need one, but itself a crown.
poem by Mohammad Muzzammil
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My Friend Zone (ARSHAD)
Arshad is a member of my friend-zone,
He that bears not really a good height,
But has an attractive face to be shown,
And rich in zeal, pelf and also in might.
A helpful friend he is to all of us,
His friends are boys and too girls,
In the society he is rewarded a good status,
But he prefers girls to the boys.
His father runs trade of a famous oil,
My experience as my friend I find,
On girls he does his money spoil,
And believes in them like a blind.
poem by Mohammad Muzzammil
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Tomb Of Tear
Tear condensed here,
just dropping from a
loving heart, we know all.
The white wonder of world,
made of marble-Taj Mahal.
How deep was his grief,
or was love fathomless?
To immortalize her memory,
in time's ruthless pace,
he kept his timeless art,
beyond time, space, mortality,
to throb their loving heart?
Wonder-stuck, I stood,
and imagined Emperor
Shah Jahan, there alone,
watching the Tomb of Tear! !
poem by Nilakshi Das
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Dejection
I've fed us with my life,
So I wish better to die,
Weakened I'm facing strife,
Like morning star in the sky,
No battle I've won, so I'm very shy.
My heart that must know smile,
Has forgotten really the delight,
And now turned to me hostile,
And my aspiration has taken flight,
Ah! No person pleases me nor boy sight.
The love was ever pure like dew,
Would inspire one to do good deed,
In modern age it's become so new,
And lust and money've made it greed,
My heart cries - Ah! Love has changed indeed.
poem by Mohammad Muzzammil
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Shah is a kind of magic word with the Persian people.
quote by Mohammad Reza Pahlavi
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Everytime I Fall (It Breaks Her Heart)
(johnny mcrae/steve clark)
Let me tell you bout a lady that I know
Who stood tall and proud beside me
Down many a dead end road
Never asking more than I could give
And never once complaining
About the way we had to live
Well she never showed a sign of losing hope
Though a million dreams and promises
Have all gone up in smoke
She hides her disappointment out of love
And if I laid the whole world at her feet
It wouldnt be enough
Shes the rock I lean on through it all
Everytime I stumble
Everytime I fall
And though shes never shown it
Ive known it from the start
Everytime I fall it breaks her heart
Everytime I fall
It breaks her heart
Now let me tell you about the million silent tears
Ive found hidden on her pillow
In the mornings through the years
Somehow Im still a hero in her eyes
But to tell the truth
I cant give you one good reason why
Shes the rock I lean on through it all
Everytime I stumble
Everytime I fall
And though shes never shown it
Ive known it from the start
Everytime I fall it breaks her heart
Everytime I fall
It breaks her heart
song performed by by John Michael Montgomery
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A Lie....
Sometimes I try not to think of you,
Sometimes I try to forget you;
Sometimes I'm not in my Senses.
Sometimes I think what am I doing?
Sometimes I say why am I doing?
Forgive me, Sometimes I go Mad.
Sometimes, I stop calling your number,
Sometimes I decide not to text you;
Pardon me, Sometimes my mind behaves strangely.
Sometimes, I want not to see you,
Sometimes I prefer moving away,
Excuse me, Sometimes I behave Insane.
Now stop reading, look in my eyes, Can I do this?
You would agree, in everything you just read I was Lying I was Lying.
poem by Deepak Ranga
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A Failure In Love
Oh, how sever the heart's pain,
In the love, did what I gain,
Writhing my heart and eyes rain,
I forget her, but in my dreams remain.
First awoke my sleeping emotions,
Promised with me to stay lifelong,
Her lovely eyes made in me commotions,
And sang to me a false love song.
Likely she loved me as showed her gesture,
So, I proposed and gave her gifts and rose,
But, her return taught me a lesson for future,
Cause I was given only tears and pathos.
Ruined me her coral lips and rosy cheek,
I sacrificed my everything and too, myself,
In a diana a tender heart I tried to seek,
But, given me faithlessness by my elf.
Lament! For her I lost my delights,
And like blind believed did what she speak,
I missed her badly all days and nights,
But, she pushed in ditch from the love-peak.
~20-08-07
poem by Mohammad Muzzammil
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