Dr Kamran Haider Bukhari

Rookie (Nov 19,1978 / Pakistan)

Dr Kamran Haider Bukhari Poems

121. Poetry Is Dead 12/23/2008
122. To My Motherland 10/10/2008
123. Should We Have To Live Like That…? 11/24/2007
124. The Best I Can Offer 3/4/2009
125. Chains Of Love 3/29/2009
126. The Paradise Found 5/1/2009
127. Thou Shall Not Kill 1/11/2009
128. Magnum Opus 4/21/2009
129. Independence Day 8/13/2009
130. There Is No Love 2/5/2009
131. Lahore 4/3/2009
132. Aging 10/31/2008
133. Lost 10/29/2008
134. Love Is Only Physics 2/21/2009
135. Losing Sanity 9/7/2009
136. Break Thy Pen 12/13/2008
137. A Poet 3/9/2009
138. The Pinnacle Of Creativity 10/18/2008
139. Melody Of Pain 4/12/2009
140. It’s Your Birthday 11/30/2008
141. Hanging Stethoscope 10/25/2008
142. Who Will Bell The Cat? 10/18/2008
143. Divine Touch 10/30/2008
144. Love Poem 10/31/2008
145. Little Death 10/19/2008
146. Rise Up...! 11/16/2008
147. Misunderstood 12/10/2008
148. I Am A Commoner 10/6/2008
149. Amputated Dreams 11/24/2007
150. A Rootless Existence 11/29/2008
151. To This World Of Dying Humanity 11/24/2008
152. November 11/4/2008
Best Poem of Dr Kamran Haider Bukhari

November

Fallen leaves have been crushed
Dried and amalgamated
With the dust
Of barren soils

Sunken hearts have been stripped
Cracked and defeated
With the lust
Of alluring beauties

Shrunken minds have been putrefied
Abandoned and replaced
With the bust
Of convulsive impulses

This November
The faith has to be revolutionized
The fate must be renovated
The fallen got to be resurrected
From the mist of dusky dawns

This November
The heart aches for more blood
The mind craves for more thought
The soul begs for more piety
And a ...

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I Am A Commoner

It was or it is a bad dream
I was very innocent
Beautiful and exquisite
Before I drank the liquor of common life
I was so special
So gifted, blissful, pure and blessed
It was an endless ocean of paranormal souls
Around my continuously changing skins
Red Turkish carpet

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