Aftab Alam

Gold Star - 39,733 Points [Khursheed] (15 th April 1967 / , , RANCHI,)

Aftab Alam Poems

1. Demoegypt 2/15/2011
2. Rose 2/15/2012
3. The Man 2/16/2012
4. Haiku La La 2/16/2012
5. Ages Should Be With Me 2/17/2012
6. My Life 3/18/2012
7. O Human Fate 3/19/2012
8. The King 3/26/2012
9. Madness Of Mother 3/30/2012
10. ‘o' Jinny Of Sweet Love 4/21/2012
11. If I 'M Not Heard 11/17/2012
12. O Life O Death 11/17/2012
13. On The Cradle Of Peace 3/26/2012
14. Poetothemics 11/30/2012
15. Puzzle 12/2/2012
16. Once In A Dark Night 12/12/2012
17. Man And The Angel 12/12/2012
18. Satanic In Nature(Sin) 2/1/2013
19. Ranchi 2/2/2013
20. Honesty 2/6/2013
21. Happiness 2/6/2013
22. War And Fate 2/7/2013
23. Hiss N Bliss 2/7/2013
24. I Met With The Girl 2/17/2013
25. Ghost And The Host 2/17/2013
26. O Calamities 3/25/2013
27. Hypocrisy. 3/25/2013
28. Heart Of Multitude 3/28/2013
29. Sit On The Chariot And Go.. 3/28/2013
30. Avast! 3/29/2013
31. Shadow Black 3/29/2013
32. Somalia 3/29/2013
33. Dawn 3/30/2013
34. Worship 3/30/2013
35. My Inner Vision Is A Might 3/25/2013
36. Together 3/25/2013
37. Time Has Come 3/25/2013
38. Society 4/5/2013
39. Dilli 4/5/2013
40. The Arrow 4/12/2013
Best Poem of Aftab Alam

A Drop Of Happiness

From the grief ocean, I steal, a drop of happiness,
For every autumn, I get a lovely beautiful spring,
For human youth; the festive, to dance and sing,
We nature, within nature; keepeth blissful fitness,

When spring comes, nature with its beauty; greet,
Flower with hue sways and butterflies do flip flop,
Calm breeze's sensational blush; a birth of hope,
Seasons love, mingles with whole color, they meet.

Know, a place in mind, away from the physical spring,
Hatching spring and brooding youth forever, a bliss,
Grief of the world; dry petals, away ...

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Demoegypt

Neil witnessed quietly,
Thirty years of tears,
Rolled on the cheeks of slimming egyptian,
Mobarak's silos were balooned fearlessly,

....Tahreer square gathered those tears.
And meditated eighteen days......
Neil overflowed and washed,
The dirty palace of cairo......

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