Aftab Alam Poems

Anand, the disciple of Lord Buddha came in and said,
Master, a ruined businessman, stood there at the door,
Reason known to me, call him in, respect must be paid
Something wrote in a paper, gave him with heart's core,
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Bottom bricks,
Of Democracy,
The poverty,
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He sat on a rock high,
Faced up unto blue sky,
Unmoved like a statue he was,
All shouted; come down, come down,
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I know, you don't like me,
Don't want to see my face,
I am like you, see the contours
Don't hitch, Don't shy?
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O God, save me from black clouds red rain,
My soul aches to death and thoughts that pain
For I am ignorant, guide me, show me, the path,
Keep me safe; keep me away from thy wrath,
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That day you hugged me, kissed me,
'My brother I am proud of you',
Today you don't want to see me!
I didn't meet you in between,
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• इतिहास की पीड़ा //आफ़ताब आलम'दरवेश'
जब इतिहास को पढ़ने के लिए नहीं
समझने के लिये पढ़ा, मुझे लगा
हमें सच्चाई छुपाने और
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The thing which I wish to write,
Can't summon the power, no light,
Serving poetry on dinning table,
To criticize by able and disable
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Butterfly-butterfly, fly-fly stop
Sit on the flower, on its top
Gallop -gallop baby gallop- gallop-gallop
Hop-hop baby hop –hop- hop
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If Sun really dies,
Tell me, who will survive?
As Sun everyday dies,
So we all die!
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