Tahir Ibn Manzoor
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When fall takes place even the mighty Sun lose its shine slowly,
The trees are losing its beloved leaves, and passers-by trample the leaves.
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I could feel the pain of a father in his blood,
I could feel the sacrifice of a mother in his blood,
I could feel the love for his sister in his blood,
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Dear Son, you're the colorful Umbrella of all seasons,
I am the peasant of my thoughts, I lived, and you were the reason
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What life actually is? Is it a joy in suffering or a test through the pain which some might have - as the happy ending and for some it might not? This remains the question God has the final answer.
The cradle was the place of paradise for me, and from the crawling to walking on my own legs worldly matters filled it with filth.
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Shivering with cold, I'm hearing the strange voices,
Down the stairs I went, I felt like I'm meeting a ghost.
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When I saw you my heart sung a song on a cloud nine,
That was the day I asked to myself that somebody would be mine.
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Boarded a bus, and a strange feelings struck to the mind,
It was the morning breeze that forced me it to rewind.
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Tahir Ibn Manzoor Biography
I am a Kashmiri by birth, but a blogger by choice and writing is my passion. I am a passionate blogger. I am voracious reader I love Internet surfing, reading & writing about politics, sports. I have my own ambitions and dreams and working continuously to achieve them. Writing has been a passion of mine in a last few years. I have been writing a lot, and publishing articles on my personal blog, local dailies, on Facebook, and third party websites. With My words, I can move Readers. When we work hard at something, when we want something bad enough, we will get it, but first we must earn it. Things do not happen overnight. We must reach our goal by working at it. My passions are mostly revolved around writing, and I love to write.)
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Fall A Lesson
When fall takes place even the mighty Sun lose its shine slowly,
The trees are losing its beloved leaves, and passers-by trample the leaves.
When a ray of sunlight hits the earth; it turns everything to yellow that I believe is a fall,
My eyes are longing for the greenery again and again which I know is all.
It seems everyone has a look that has blurred I hope it will regain its (shine) again,
Autumn teaches us resistance, a ray of hope that we can survive, which is not any fallacy.
To me it's a hardship for trees to survive and regain the occupation again in spring,
Sitting in a classroom I can see a chinar tree turning to yellow while leaves are falling on the ground.
From the valley of springs sitting on a green patch and garden is yellowish everywhere,
It's the time for us to believe the nature has its own pleasure in its lap we live.
From the valley of saints leaves are falling with the wind of bold,
Winter is knocking at the door it's the time to dominate the people with cold.
I can see leaves are falling with mere goodbyes, falling against
the wind,
This brutal wind is not letting the leaves to survive again.
The branches are murmuring dear leaves we know you will rejuvenate again,
The pain is inflicting within the bud, the branches are feeling the numbness, and are withered.
Leaves fall of its own, a pall of gloom on trees occurred
Weather wails and autumn sails through murrey.
[The author is a student of Convergent Journalism at Central University of Kashmir. He tweets at @TahirIbnManzoor, and blogs at http: //www.TahirIbnManzoor.Wordpress.Com]
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