Ghulam Ahmad Mahjoor

(3 September 1885 − 9 April 1952 / Metragam, Pulawama, Jammu and Kashmir / India)

Ghulam Ahmad Mahjoor Poems

41. Beloved, How I Yearn For You 7/12/2012
42. Stay, O Love, And Hear My Plaint 7/12/2012
43. Freedom 7/13/2012
44. Should You Leave Furtively, O Inconsiderate Soul? 7/14/2012
45. Beloved, Your Lithe Grace Maddens Me - My Heart 7/14/2012
46. O Saqi, Open Wide The Door Of Your Wine Whop! 7/14/2012
47. O, How Your Heroism Inspired Me 7/14/2012
48. O Bulbul, Let The Freedom Urge Possess Your Soul! 7/14/2012
49. Let Us All Offer Thanksgiving (Freedom) 7/14/2012
50. Come, Gardener 7/14/2012
51. Let The Immanent Soul Dwell In You 7/14/2012
52. Fussy Bird 7/14/2012
53. Allured By Your Elegant Grace 7/14/2012
54. Was The Promise You Now Break Just Casual Words 7/14/2012
55. The Bulbul Sings To The Fowers (A Garden Is Our Land) 7/14/2012
56. My Rose Gardens Fill With Ecstasy (Kashmir) 7/14/2012
57. Beloved! I'Ve Made For You Many A Lovely Thing 7/14/2012
58. With The Light Of My Eyes As An Ofering 7/14/2012
59. Stay A While, Beloved, Or Make Your Steps 7/14/2012
60. Love's More Delicate Than A Flower 7/14/2012
61. O Saqi, May Your Wine Never Cease To Flow 7/14/2012
62. Haunting Memories Of Bygone Days 7/14/2012
63. O Golden Oriole 7/14/2012
64. O Lord Of Love, I Surrender Myself 7/14/2012
65. Stay Your Feet, My Love, To Let Me Kiss Them 7/12/2012
66. How Soon After Enchanting Me You Left, O Wizard 7/12/2012
67. The Pangs Of Love Areconsuming Me 7/12/2012
68. Come, O Gardener 7/13/2012
69. O Saffron Flower! Sitting In Silent Meditation 7/14/2012
Best Poem of Ghulam Ahmad Mahjoor

O Saffron Flower! Sitting In Silent Meditation

O saffron flower! sitting in silent meditation
And radiating the fire of youth,
Many a famed beauty swoons
Seeing your amazing, flaming form.

All guts have run away,
Leaving the field for you,
Like the stars hide themselves
When the sun ascends the heavens.

You were the last to arrive,
But proved the lord of all.
All lovers of flowers have arrived
To pay their homage to you.

O saffron flower, have you ever
Thought of the plight of one
Who nursed you, made you bloom,
And has been your friend in need?

He guarded you on every ...

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Come, O Gardener

Come, O Gardener!
Come to create the glory of a new spring.
A spring in which
the gul will bloom,
the bulbul will sing.

The garden is desolate;
the dew is mourning.
And the gul in torn robes

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