The one,
who makes me die
in sweet way...
is the face of my soul
The one,
who keeps me alive
in hard way
is my own dream girl.
© Afzal Shauq
A TRIBUTE TO YOU AFZAL SHAUQ! “A Dream or True Reality”? , Dreams are mirrors to show the shadows of our life as you dreamt in your dream the situation nearer to reality. And I believe too that it's not a dream but fact that humans are becoming evil, greedy of having great physical power same as animals... this is really a great writing... and heart felt one. “Children of Adam”, Fact… and I like these lines ”Languange is no barrier to understanding” yes, we can see, hear and feel what people are desiring to convey; the love and peace. “Almighty Allah”, Allah is great! He deserves our praise. Wonderful way of giving praise to Allah shows that never neglect reality and are faithful to your nature too. Allah / God is the only supreme and decide for us. We are nothing if help of God in not in support. God Bless you Afzal Shauq! Your poems are too short but full of intense emotions, well crafted and mostly love routed with deep concerns and touchy style. I have nothing to say more but dedicate my poem to you to support your dreamy thoughts… my honor to present it to you…. She’s Like A River As I gaze in every angle I cannot resist. The warm appearance caught my attention. The silent flow it seems alluring, calm yet so deep. (6th May 2008 / Jazlle / UAE) Let me say again…. Peace be with you! Let the blessings of God, flow in your life, like a springs of living water, or rivers that never run dry. God cares for you today, tomorrow and forever. May you and your family be with God always and be blessed. best regards, joan
wow... what a blend of realism and romanticism... great verses from the heart and soul of a true poet...
‘Sweet way’…’Hard way’…Soul and Dream Girl…wow! Push Pull poetry …Dream Girl a virtuality or reality? Dying with Soul Consciousness is highest concept …where one enjoys death…as Bilss Do you mean that Sir...thanks for such an evocative poem… 10/10 Ms. Nivedita UK
the one who makes me smile is a poet with swords and a pen... the one who makes me cry when this poet will not write and will not be my hero anymore...grace
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
wow, your poems are really amazing i really like the way you write and the idea you brought do well better luwi