Kawsar Khalil

Kawsar Khalil Poems

Under the foothills of graceful Zabarwan
walking the Boulevard
besides the prismatic waters of Dal Lake
under the delectable shade
...

With all precious love,
Unflinching and patriotic attachment to you,  
My friend
I am happy, or I show to be happy,
...

I am a banker and that's my crime
Bear anyway all the bluff and be sublime

Work like a mule and without a pause
...

One evening walking in a vibrant mood
I stumbled upon the heart's propitious food

There I met a daughter of a stone
...

Be patient on the road, there are many a hog
Better to take stand by mode in fog

From the days of being a kindergarten
...

Out in the woods by a gushing stream
Under the canopy of an awesome pine
I stepped into something aiming supreme
And now my quill went for glittering line
...

They have a universal mission to uphold
And that goal is their sweetness of soul
Even the slightest move from them
Exudes respect from every attempt
...

There is no second chance in life
What you can do, do it now
Or when the bird flies out of the cage
It shall never return into it again
...

Up and down along the serpentine track
Through the Pir Panjal Range of restless Himalayas
Mountains till my view goes
Unfold like drapery on my window
...

Couldn't the broken
 Pickets hold back 
The wandering wild
 Defacing lawns and terraces
...

AAABB
******
Checked on while travelling into all days gone
Got me, hegemons think; - I'm a timid fawn
...

Kawsar Khalil Biography

Hailing from the beautiful valley of Kashmir, Kawsar is professionally a banker. And as a hobby and favourite past time reads books and listens to soft music. Poetry came all of sudden from class 9th. He writes both in Urdu and English.)

The Best Poem Of Kawsar Khalil

The Transcendental Love

Under the foothills of graceful Zabarwan
walking the Boulevard
besides the prismatic waters of Dal Lake
under the delectable shade
of silently specked dome
with twinkling gems of heaven
or under the shades of a cyprus tree in Nishat
conversations drenched in dulcet tones
if your idol of adorations
smiles not
decrypt the code hidden 
decrypt that her heart is not soaked in your love
this company will come to pass
like a punctured balloon
if your desires are sincere
let the dove free from
the clutches of convention
she might fly high beyond the horizon
and turn into a cherub
overlooking Nishat, Dal, Boulevard, Zabarwan
and me!

©®KawsarKhalil
Kashmir, India

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