Abdul Sattar

Rookie - 20 Points (13 May 1977 / Swabi)

Abdul Sattar Poems

41. It Rains And Rains 3/17/2007
42. The Shadows Of Life 1/17/2005
43. Time 9/16/2005
44. The Young Laborer 1/17/2005
45. The Wounds Of History 1/21/2005
46. My Love Will Bring It To Existence 1/25/2005
47. The Blossom 1/25/2005
48. About The World 1/25/2005
49. A Baby Cry 6/10/2011
50. Headaches 10/12/2006
51. The Dark 3/10/2005
52. Roses And Thorns 7/30/2006
53. The Sun Is Eating Up Bloods 7/12/2005
54. We Pray For You 8/21/2006
55. The Fire 3/20/2012
56. Broken Ideas 3/20/2012
57. Sunday Break 3/20/2012
58. Love In The Past 3/20/2012
59. The Tears Of My Heart 3/20/2012
60. The Truth 3/23/2012
61. Dead Body 12/24/2013
62. Interdependence 1/17/2005
63. The Language Of Love 2/9/2005
64. A New Trial Again 4/6/2006
65. A Hope Lays Ahead 1/21/2006
66. To The Beloved 1/19/2005
67. Crush Me Again 12/29/2005
68. Colors 9/29/2005
69. The World Is Ignorant About Me 1/17/2005
70. Silence 10/18/2006
71. Come Come Come 12/21/2005
72. I Never Felt Alone 1/17/2005
73. The Philosophy Of Revolution 9/18/2005
74. People Say... 1/17/2005
75. She Is Upset And Quite 9/18/2005
76. We Must Wait For The Future To See 7/12/2005
77. Come Back 9/19/2005
78. Hard To Find Words 1/14/2005
79. You Are So Cute! 1/25/2005
80. Feeling Like Ocean 1/17/2005

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Best Poem of Abdul Sattar

The Red Rose

The red rose wept for long
Upon the autumn sad song

And then recovered from grief
And shattered the wet green leaf

The spring is there but the tears
Of lover, the autumn how bears

The little heart in search of charm
Is beating and beating and warm

The red rose is watching the gloom
Of the lover’s heart being in boom

His beloved had nodded him back
The rose from him she does not take

The nature feeling warmth is now cold
The autumn will take him in firm hold

The beauty will go leaving the scars
Of drowning moon and falling...

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It Doesn’t Matter

It doesn’t matter
It is autumn or spring
It is day or night
It is winter or summer
It is cold or hot
All the time it prevails
The fragrance of thy recollection
That gives the heavenly feel
So often I imagine