Aziz Ahmad 'Aziz Moradabadi' Poems

Come in my dream, I beg, no more;
For your vision makes my heart sore.
It reminds me of the days past;
I thought then they would ever last.
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A bus collided one day morn
With a truck that did not blow horn.
The mishap took a heavy toll
Of passengers of the bus whole.
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Neither are we Muslims nor Hindus;
We are Flowers of the self-same vase.
Success will certainly kiss our shoes;
We are working for the self-same cause.
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The Devil was weeping sitting
Like a man by a big building.
A saint said to him smilingly,
''Why are you weeping bitterly? ''
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I saw a lady on a road crossing;
Her limbs had for long been slowly melting.
She was a leper; her sores were leaking;
She was though living, death she was seeking.
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True love verily is not a child’s play;
Many an up and down come in the way.
Love is quite untrue, if you think of you,
Or if your interests are in your view.
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He murmured sometimes,
Sometimes kept silent.
He said, 'True freedom; '
None knew what he meant.
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Love surpasses all the power;
Withers it never with the hour
Life is void lacking this power,
Like a garden with no flower.
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“Why are you gazing at the sky,
While on the cot, my son you lie? ”
“I am seeing God in the sky;
Father I do not tell a lie.”
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If there had been no woman,
Life would have been dull for man.
Life is like a two-wheeled cart;
The wife plays an equal part.
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