Shaikh Mahmud Poems

Somewhere here on this mortal land,
Existed a state with a barbaric head.

Where prejudice prevailed, neither law existed,
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Sitting by my study desk,
Gazing at the mirror, my 'self.'

Wandering in the turbulent thoughts,
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Melodious dreams were soothing little Hans' sleep.
The clear clarion tone mingled with his slumber, deep.

The night rhymed delightfully in the lee,
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I feel as if my soul is lost between the lines of solitude and despair,
And my heart wanders amid the turbulent thoughts of mind.
I feel to cover my entity with a mask and hide its gloom,
It has given up on the prevalence of hope.
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Melancholic harp that concealed my bliss,
Verve, vigour, my spiritual zest,
Flee abyss with melodies thou say,
Poetic nor ersatz, yet the lulling breeze.
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O' flare of the thunderbolt,
Embrace the psalm of melancholy and woe.
Surrender thy accord; dance shall thou,
Ascertain a path that transforms into gold.
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In the misty light and the comely clime,
I found her beautiful spell.

In the glittering stars and their alluring sight,
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The lust for luxury,
All these profits, worldly,
The wants of treasury,
And the longing lechery.
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Another night I walked amidst the autumn leaves,
Poetic thoughts, wondering about the unforeseen.

The echoes of the past and the burdening grieves,
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