Muhammad Shanazar

Veteran Poet - 1,176 Points (25-11-1960 / Pakistan)

Muhammad Shanazar Poems

201. Cushions 7/11/2010
202. Protocol 7/23/2010
203. The Dance Of Darkness 7/31/2006
204. An Urge 7/31/2006
205. A Fragment 7/31/2006
206. The Queen Nightingale 7/31/2006
207. The Valiant 7/31/2006
208. The Winds 7/31/2006
209. The Low Sobs 8/6/2006
210. The Heart Whispered 8/7/2006
211. Desertedness 8/8/2006
212. The Trade Of Loss 8/8/2006
213. Millennium To Millennium 8/9/2006
214. Who Knows When The Eve Befalls 8/9/2006
215. Let The Sun Arise A Bit 8/9/2006
216. The Birds Do Not Stopover Now 8/10/2006
217. In The Perspective Of Tsunami 8/10/2006
218. The Murder Of Shade 8/10/2006
219. To The Eid Crescent 8/10/2006
220. Poems Are The Sparrows 8/10/2006
221. I Married 8/10/2006
222. The Time Train 8/10/2006
223. An Urge Of A Wave 8/11/2006
224. O! Judges Of The World 8/11/2006
225. A Prophecy 8/11/2006
226. A Substitute 8/11/2006
227. The Lamp And The Heart 8/11/2006
228. The Prisoner 8/11/2006
229. The Moon Put Over The Clouds 11/19/2010
230. Shamshan Ghot 11/19/2010
231. What Do You Seek? 11/19/2010
232. The Iceland That Is Named Love 11/19/2010
233. It Is Time To Come Into Senses 11/19/2010
234. No Longer With Me 11/19/2010
235. Had There Been No Defeat 11/19/2010
236. True Kingdom 11/16/2006
237. The End Of Chase 11/27/2010
238. You Never Loved 11/28/2010
239. December When You Turn Again 11/28/2010
240. Separation Weeps 11/28/2010
Best Poem of Muhammad Shanazar

A Desire

I wish I were a seasonal bird,
That travels flying around the world,
With sweet companionship of a partner,
Whose heart knows nothing except,
Faithfulness, how to share the pangs.

Then I fly with the delighted light heart,
Caring least the self made boundaries,
Of the countries or continents, across
The foaming wavy seas; to search,
The land, plains or isolated valleys,
Where neither one makes victim the other,
Nor playfully breaks the brittle hearts,
Nor does cast fear holding the fatal guns.

I would then chirp on the far off shores, ...

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O! Dear Love

O! Love, love, dear love,
I thank thee to awaken me;
From the slumber deep.

Thou showed me a path,
To the roses among thorns,
To pleasures with dew of tears,
Thou widened my vision, my sight,
Opened the hidden mysteries,

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