[Died on 30th June 2015 in Apollo hospital Ranchi at 1: 25 am due to brain hemorrhage occurred on 19th march 2015 at Dehradun while returning from the office around 6 pm followed by coma, no recovery till the last breadth.]
I thank, all those who read and comment
Through FB or PH, they pause a moment
Precious time steal and spent on charity
Filling life hole of hollowness with sanity
Gratitude to all poets at open rendezvous
The POEM HUNTER
Learn to laugh in grief..It is my request in brief
Aftab Alam 'Khursheed'
AFTAB ALAM is an Indian poet born at Ranchi Capital of Jharkhand on 15 April 1967(Saturday) in the house of Md. Sanaullah (Father) ...
Greatest victory which we desire, is to defeat truth and Lo! Truth is undefeated
Never expect anything, ye will never be demoralized
Walk towards the light, put it on your head and then crush your shadow that hides under your feet
Loving own country is to love peace
Envy-Thy art blindness
A Drop Of Happiness
From the grief ocean, I steal, a drop of happiness,
For every autumn, I get a lovely beautiful spring,
For human youth; the festive, to dance and sing,
We nature, within nature; keepeth blissful fitness,
When spring comes, nature with its beauty; greet,
Flower with hue sways and butterflies do flip flop,
Calm breeze's sensational blush; a birth of hope,
Seasons love, mingles with whole color, they meet.
Know, a place in mind, away from the physical spring,
Hatching spring and brooding youth forever, a bliss,
Grief of the world; dry petals, away from hate, I kiss,
From the grief ocean, a drop of happiness, they bring.
There will not be a spring without autumn; no taste,
If no sorrow, what taste happiness will provide, say?
If no youth, why then heart will throb; gaily and gay?
Autumn prepares to decorate the heart with haste..