Jahan zaib

Rookie - 104 Points (February 05,1981 / Malakand Pakistan)

Jahan zaib Poems

1. Sleepless Nights, Restless Days 12/5/2012
2. She Dreamed You Perfect 12/15/2012
3. Life Never Stops (1) 1/28/2013
4. Ghazl 3 (Urdu) 5/1/2013
5. Forget Me Not 9/6/2014
6. Heart 1/28/2015
7. Ghazl 1 (Urdu) 1/29/2013
8. Ghazl 2 (Urdu) 1/30/2013
9. Tere Bin Ham Adhoore Hein 1/18/2013
10. Mujhay Itna Na Chaho Tum (Urdu) 1/31/2013
11. You Will Have To Be Back 1/16/2013
12. A Guest 7/8/2013
13. Shift 5/2/2013
14. Thee Mine 4/30/2013
15. I Sometime Wish 5/21/2013
16. By Moon 7/8/2014
17. I Can Sense You 12/4/2012
18. Love Will Find Its Way 11/29/2012
19. You On My Arm 10/11/2012
20. When I Knew Nothing 2/22/2013
21. I Want To Be Me Again 10/24/2013
22. Pleasure In Garden 2/25/2013
23. Ideal 1/24/2013
24. You Mean To Me 11/1/2011
25. Hidden 5/24/2012
26. Past 8/20/2012
27. Death Be Feared Not 12/3/2012
28. Unexpected 11/26/2012
29. Wish 10/5/2012
30. Keep Living (2) 12/26/2012
31. Keep Living 4 12/29/2012
32. Keep Living 5 12/30/2012
33. Dimples Do Deceive 11/27/2012
34. I Can Feel You 11/1/2011
35. A Wish For All The Youngs 10/24/2012
36. Friends And No Friends 1/27/2013
37. Come To Me Once More 5/7/2013
38. Proverbial Love 5/24/2013
39. Do I Live In Your Heart Or You Live In Mine? 11/2/2013
40. Slogan Of Patriot 6/18/2013
Best Poem of Jahan zaib

Sonnet 'Memory'

After that day of our departure,
I gave my soul nothing but torture,
Calling you to memory all the time,
Made my moments the most sublime,

You were here with me like the sun of dawn,
Sat I looking you ending in smoke every plan,
How can I stop you, knowing no way no reason,
To have forever in my heart a lily, rose' season,

Is this my fate this my destiny? Looted and in despair,
Or with your hand will my hand be ever in pair?
Will ever my tired head rest on your soft arm,
Will my name be written ever on your white palm?

I have a hope ...

Read the full of Sonnet 'Memory'

You Mean To Me

Think and Think deeply of time
When you are standing and standing alone
Holding hands open for the prime
Next of kin, in the pleading tone

Not wanting to lose the hand
Remained that ever you needed to hold
Hard was for you to walk on land
Made you he walk and he made you bold

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