Discourses IV ‘The Dream Couplet’
Written in gold
I forgot the one
The other said
“Crime is the expression
Of the wishes of many”
Islamabad
18/2/2010
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To Him and Her
Swimming across was taking me
Those hills beyond has much hope there
The silver was like the Mediterranean cloud
From the sunset in the west the line was gold
I might have wept for the weak shoulder of him
Her fortune I would read on the lines of her lips
The silver lining had the truth revealed
To all is their share of happiness bestowed
My blessings would for them never end
Gold would be the simple ceremony of love
We may see the saga of life in symphony sung
Some drum beats to repeat the song again
Islamabad
12/4/2010
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Discourses II ‘I know’
I know
I absolutely know
My destiny
Islamabad
11/2/2010
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Dilemma of Wit
She says modernity goes
Literature is a collage earthen
New names brought to the village
Hundred years in amnesia
Goodies invent genres
Red peppers the Portuguese brought
British sign posts elongated
A girl was once hired by the company
To rob the miners of their money
Who were caving the longest tunnel in Asia
Vulgarity is the name other of wit
Humor of the sycophant
Freedom of expression espoused well
How we learn languages afar
Islamabad
24/3/2010
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A Fast Drizzle
A once solitary cloud
In the hot summer
A fast drizzle
No shadow
No rainbow
And far on the hilltop
Islamabad
15/4/2010
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Silver Series 1 Positive Energy
The goddess of white silver
On long slabs of stones
Reflection of light
From the river
Richness of green and grey
With earthen sensuality
1/2/2010
Islamabad
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Without Expression
Written by: Terry Reid 1968
Have you ever ridden horses through a rainstorm?
Or a lion through a busy street bazarre?
There are many things I'd love to turn you on to
But somehow I feel they're safer where they are
Yes, there's a man I know
With no expression
He's got none at all
Yes, there's a man that I know
With no expression, darling
He's got none at all
Well, some people are inbound with infatuation
And some others spill depression as the law
From one's mother getting at no imagination
So beware then, maybe sin is at your door
Yes, there's a man that I know
With no expression
He's got none at all
Yes, there's a man I know
With no expression
He's got none at all
But you may never, never
See this man laughing
Come to think of it,
I've never seen him cry
But he might be sitting
And you hear him singing
And by and by he'll stop and sigh
Before his voice would even begin to speak
And he'd just cry
Yes, There's a man I know
With no expression, darling
He's got none at all
Yes, There's a man that I know
With no expression
He's got none at all
Have you ever, ever ridden horses through a rainstorm?
Or a lion through a busy street bazarre?
There are many things I'd love to turn you on to
But somehow I feel they're safer where they are
Yes, There's a man that I know
With no expression
He's got none at all
There's a man that I know
With no expression
He's got none at all
song performed by by John Mellencamp
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Silver And Gold
Silver, silver and gold
Silver and gold, silver and gold
Ev'ryone wishes for silver and gold
How do you measure its worth?
Just by the pleasure it gives here on earth.
Silver and gold, silver and gold
Mean so much more when I see
Silver and gold decorations
On ev'ry Christmas tree.
Silver, silver and gold
Silver, silver and gold
Silver and gold
Silver and gold
Silver and gold
Wise men brought gifts to the mange I'm told
Mary was humble to see
Shepherds and kings there on bended knees
It's silver and gold, silver and gold
Feeling the world with their lives
Silver and gold how they shimmer on ev'ry Christmas night
On ev'ry Christmas night
Silver, silver and gold
song performed by by Vanessa Williams
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Silver & Gold
Words and Music by Johnny Marks.
Silver, silver and gold
Silver and gold, silver and gold
Ev'ryone wishes for silver and gold
How do you measure its worth?
Just by the pleasure it gives here on earth.
Silver and gold, silver and gold
Mean so much more when I see
Silver and gold decorations
On ev'ry Christmas tree.
Silver, silver and gold
Silver, silver and gold
Silver and gold
Silver and gold
Silver and gold
Wise men brought gifts to the mange I'm told
Mary was humble to see
Shepherds and kings there on bended knees
It's silver and gold, silver and gold
Feeling the world with their lives
Silver and gold how they shimmer on ev'ry Christmas night
On ev'ry Christmas night
Silver, silver and gold
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Consolation
O but there is wisdom
In what the sages said;
But stretch that body for a while
And lay down that head
Till I have told the sages
Where man is comforted.
How could passion run so deep
Had I never thought
That the crime of being born
Blackens all our lot?
But where the crime's committed
The crime can be forgot.
poem by William Butler Yeats
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The gravity of the crime
To steal something from someone is a crime.
The gravity of the crime is in tune
With the value the owner had for it
And the faith he has displayed in the thief.
05.01.2010
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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O Valentine
O valentine for thine time
The year turned so quick a clime
Red glows warm in lover’s nests
Sweet art thine love harvests
Mine are many in thy blessing
All that’s there are so pleasing
None other than is my valentine
Who to my lips bringeth this wine
Islamabad
13/2/2010
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Frozen Dance
The tree is without leaves
Lifting one arm in the direction of the air
The head as if to see
The dry river bed
The stones have been cut sharply
By wind
There had been some water
And the river had been in flow
This bridge is built in vain
The other tree
Had been a fisherman
The first one
The beautiful fairy
Taking a bath
And in sight of a dream
Is now a tree
In the shape of frozen dance
Islamabad
28/5/2010
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A Lonley Girls Wishes
a lonley girl wishes for one thing,
and one thing only,
to end her life,
only one person can changer her mind,
her lover,
because a lonley girl wishes for,
someone who can love her without being told,
someone who is warm and not cold,
a lonley girl wishes to be treated like gold,
they want to be loved,
they want to be held,
a lonley girl wishes to be out of danger zones,
they want no more than to die or be loved,
i would know,
i am a lonley girl and these are my wishes.
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Not Like You
My hands heal
My hands grow
I shall rise too
This murder will cause you
In your collective conscience
This blood is warm
I leave struggling on earth
This soil is my witness
Why you fear me
I do not want to give you threats
That is cowardly
I want you to be free
If you let me be free
I can be you
But I don’t want to be so
I will linger on
I will with patience
I will give some more sacrifices
I will be
What I am
I will not murder you
I am not like you
Islamabad
9/6/2010
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We Tell Ourselves
This one was lost
To the night’s seeds
To the hopes of flowering moons
With him die the cosmic ambitions
Sight of stars and rising suns
He is said to have flown like an invisible bird
He or she would make little difference
We loose
And we again go through many births
I do not remember whose birth I am
So no other will remember whose birth
I shall be
Except that like spirits with powers
In myths
Some shall live longer than many others
This is a grim circumvolution of existence
No matter
All the lies that we tell ourselves
Islamabad
15/6/2010
poem by Sadiqullah Khan
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Gold!
Gold! Gold! Gold! Gold!
Bright and yellow, hard and cold
Molten, graven, hammered and rolled,
Heavy to get and light to hold,
Hoarded, bartered, bought and sold,
Stolen, borrowed, squandered, doled,
Spurned by young, but hung by old
To the verge of a church yard mold;
Price of many a crime untold.
Gold! Gold! Gold! Gold!
Good or bad a thousand fold!
How widely it agencies vary,
To save - to ruin - to curse - to bless -
As even its minted coins express :
Now stamped with the image of Queen Bess,
And now of a bloody Mary.
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I Forgot my childhood
I forgot the streets in which I used to walk……
I forgot the senseless things I used to talk…….
I forgot the joy of completing all homework……
After which I had no other work…..
I forgot the nights thunder would scare…....
On toys when I used to stare………..
I forgot the time I used to play…..
With dust and clay
poem by Harshal Joshi
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The Time Is Now
The time is always now.
There is a phantom that is always haunting me.
An expectation to give in and bow.
An absolute surrender and no less.
Because partialities are just not accepted.
Especially when it comes to the heart.
Even if its your very first.
These feelings both portray and betray.
When looking to its eyes, tell me what it is that looking back?
I know it's somewhere written upon a page.
A dig for gold.
A mighty fine treasure to hold.
A message from beyond the grave.
A expression we all crave.
Of my life I can most certainly say it saves.
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Possessed
Possessed with the idea of love
Romance and ritual hard to discern
Faith is belief in the unseen
Seen is all held mirror to inner eye
Sky above and earth below
No love is pure than the destiny
Not one love but many
Like bee to each flower
Freedom from gallows is naught
Freedom of mind is freedom sweet
All the four freedoms are freedoms more
Freedom to think and imagine too
Freedom of all is freedom of self
23/1/2010
Islamabad
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Black Magic
Would it need the black magic
On the swords are the hands of men
Black magic and the bunch of followers
Black magic they say away
Axed heads on the sway
Reason and unreason no wonder
Black magic still stay
The bunch of followers like cult
Closed minds on mantras swing
Islamabad
2/4/2010
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