Prof Niamat Ali Murtazai
I was born on 24 April 1967 at Kasur(PAKISTAN) .I passed MA English in 1996 from Punjab University Lahore and then got MPhil degree fron Ansted University (UK) online.I write poetry in ENGLISH, URDU and PUNJABI. more »
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Prof Niamat Ali Murtazai Poems
I walked behind him on mountains I got tired but reached the highest Saw pleasure's and sorrow's fountains And caverns fearful lowest.
A Unique Mobile
Day and night I check my mobile's screen To read my friends messages or see missed calls For this I am ever ready and keen So much from space in my simple lot falls.
O month of sweet and sour memories You bring snow to wash all worries. You bend branches with cold burden
Anger spreads poison in mind Destruction it leaves behind. It snatches all our senses
Crawling move this way and that Eyes imagine a fluttering bat. The primal Nature knows no scale Or passing time leaves behind trail.
I at once lose temper and go to rage For the satisfaction of doubtful heart By tearing from life 's book a peaceful page Taking fire in mouth I want to play my part.
A Couple Of Doves
In middle of a congested city A college paid its full duty. Its grand building was excellent All lawns and grounds decent.
Out of dust Nature's magic gives him birth The flower is no doubt the pride of Earth. It can be called the gift of heaven
Your (Pbuy) Love's Miracles
The space is full of small droplets, delicate But all of the don't have the same fate, Only those the colors of the rainbow create Who are blessed with your love, peace be upon you!
A Great Show
The fish-seller is Butchering fish in the street; The poor children Can only watch the great show
The Chirping Sparrow
The world has changed rules and regulations Not only thoughts but also sincere passions. Day is night and night has become bright Moonlit nights are but charmless sight.
My thoughts, like birds in a winter night Filled with deep darkness and fierce fright, Sit on boughs and twigs of hope And try to save from breaking the delicate rope.
Separation Is Must
The mother stood in the gate While the child seemed late Who was crying at her peak Her mother's favor to seek.
All around I find great grace But without human face. What has happened to man Where has gone Adam's rece?
Quotationsmore quotations »
(1) Beautiful pens are not necessary for beautiful writings.To my respected parents
(2) Beautiful wives are not necessary for beautiful domestic atmosphere.
(3) Beautiful eyes are not n...
''Those who seek beauty in physical things are children; those who seek beauty in intellectual things are adults; but only those who seek beauty in spiritual things are mature ones.''To my respected teachers.
''As eyes are the most beautiful part of body, the most beautiful objects of nature are for eyes.''to my brothers and sisters
''Beauty can be bought but to some extent.''to my friends
''Beauty is short lived but its effect is long lasting.''to friends
Comments about Prof Niamat Ali Murtazai
I walked behind him on mountains
I got tired but reached the highest
Saw pleasure's and sorrow's fountains
And caverns fearful lowest.
I walked behind him in deserts
Dryness welcomed me with long hands
Fear follows even the experts
It seems life is sands, death is sands.
I followed him in deep deep seas
Where the end is not to be seen
Underground hills, animals, trees
The vast lord seems to be globe's dean.
I followed him in the blue sky
And found it burnt with human sigh
The sun, the moon and stars moved by
All of them also wished to ...