poet Dr Kamran Haider Bukhari

Dr Kamran Haider Bukhari

Dr Kamran Haider Bukhari
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It is my true mind,
And untainted heart talking;
NOT a POET…
I never do Poetry,
I just put my heart on paper…

“I can not teach anybody anything; I can only make them think.”
Socrates

I have never claimed that I am a poet. I am just a thinker and I believe; anyone who can think and can make others think; can do poetry. Anyone who can hear the cuckoo’s song, and can sing the unheard melodies; can do poetry. Anyone who can feel the pain of loss, and knows the ecstasy of love; can do poetry. Poetry can’t be learned or taught, unless it is running in our veins.

I have never tried to follow any rules; I do poetry as it comes to me. I ... more »

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  • Sulaiman Mohd Yusof (10/26/2008 10:46:00 PM)

    I've read some of your works like' To my motherland, Little death and Hanging stethoscope', I can conclude that your free verse contemporary works are workin well with your knowledgable and highly educated mind. It's not easy to get your reader feels what you have intent to convey in your works but I, as a poet myself could simply satisfied and just say 'wow.......what an awesome piece you have got here'.Brilliant writes Kamran and keep on moving forward with your golden pen! ! !


    Best Wishes.
    World Poet,
    Sulaiman Mohd Yusof

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  • Blue Horizon (10/10/2008 5:31:00 PM)

    well. just read the poem To My Motherland... it was beautiful and i felt like crying cz being here thousands of miles away from my homeland... and...well....it's beautiful compilation of thoughts in terms of words

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Best Poem of Dr Kamran Haider Bukhari

To This World Of Dying Humanity

The starter was served awfully before than-
You arrived;
The end is way afar yet.
And you have already relinquished;
All your days of juvenile hopes,
And all your nights of wet dreams.

Strippers, Dancers and Hookers,
Crying,
While awake or asleep;
Money, Money and Money…
Professors, Doctors and Philosophers,
Whispering,
In the ears of their confused minds;
Money, Money and Money…
Priests, Pandits and Sheikhs,
Praying,
In the abodes of their delusional holiness;
Money, Money and Money…
Artists, Poets and Thinkers, ...

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