Kamran!
Please don’t curse yourself
Of being a human
Don’t think of death anymore
Don’t chew your past all the time
Look Sun is smiling with infinite eyes
Fresh flowers are enchanting the soul
Spring resides inside you; my dear heart
You still playing the melody of congenital pain
Turn your ear to the symphony of corporeal glee
Don’t smell the blood of impending doom
Just sense the touch of budding hope
Then kiss the sizzling lips of your goddess of love
Politics of mind
Philosophy of existence
And probability of error
You need this rubbish no more
Hope is blossoming in the heart
It is still perching in the soul
P.S. To Ms. Anjali Sinha, who touched my tormented heart with her beautiful, encouraging and lovely words.
Hope, Hope, Hope this is a virtue that can set right many worries-- but then if your dreamz dont fructify one should not be sad-- one should take everything in a positive way. If we remember at all times that we are just pilgrims here on earth-- we have come alone and we go alone, we take no attachments with us then we are happy here --- so then, why worry, come lets be good humans lets be happy and do good to others as we would want others to do good to us lovely poem dear Kamran and wish you lots of happiness lots of love ++++++10 anjali
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
may hope ever blossoms in your heart, Kamran...good write...10