In dazzling rays of burning Sun
Blue waters seem to be the best
To escape from the hot, we run
From our routine, to have some rest
...
No beautiful face on sale; Bazar is out of order
Fairyland - O dear goddess Ishtar! - is out of order.
I was alone at home, we'd to spend the noon together
...
If you can't love me anymore,
And someone else is in your heart,
I won't blame you for betrayal,
I know, this change is our life's part.
...
The freedom which will make her attitude strange, is pending
The time when in my disliked acts she'll engage, is pending
The new constitution makes unlawful every pleasure
...
I've seen many flowers but none is like sunflower
Most of the flowers have color
Some of them are fragrant
Only a few of them have attractive texture
...
her hands were cold, my eyes were numb,
and impossible was eye contact;
tears rolling down, and hearts left dumb;
how on sep'ration, we could act?
...
I am breathing, am I breathing?
my corpse thinks so laying somewhere;
if there is life, I can't decide-
and of my death, no one takes care
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How would it feel if you've to breath your last in fire?
Everything your heart loves, be cast; aghast! in fire!
Living can't see afterlife which weakens beliefs:
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ہے کس کا یہ جنگل مجھے ہے خبر
قریب ایک گاؤں میں ہے اُس کا گھر
نہیں دیکھے گا مجھ کو ٹھہرا یہاں
ہوں تکتا چکی برف ہے بن کو بھر
...
I can't forget charms of the first,
she was so wise, kind and sincere;
but after six months, I don't know
why she was far and else was near?
...
Based on Space-Time Duality Theory
In universe, without time, only space
Would exist, aging would lack any base
...
Can you give me two seconds? I have to read her message
If I don't read and reply; her heart will bleed: her message
Aft' fighting with me over night bars, when I'm out of home
...
Commendable is your taste of beauty, dear Einnoc!
Your greetings always as day makers appear, Einnoc!
The faces you put on wall are always astounding
...
We're alone at home, let's do romance, it's raining
Don't go dear, we'll seldom find such chance, it's raining
Each couple is inside at this impatient moment
...
It's about love, is abhorred aggression in literature
Keep within due limits words' compassion in literature
It should feel like real even if it is mere a fiction
...
Finally, I came to know all men don't like breasts
Some say with women's flower are just like spike breasts
Traffic rules should be written on shirts of road girls
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Do you remember our relationship?
It was cold, named love; out of feelings' grip,
We were together, life was not our trip
We wooed, was it really a blessed courtship?
...
And Fire (Ghazal)
Nazim ZarSinner
Please do not leave me in the ocean of pain and fire
...
When his virtue in the blue waters was guessed in white
The night angel with all his powers was accessed in white
He was described as holy as the Bible of Jesus
...
The mirror of my heart had lost all its shine in September
In my life, for the first time, I drank some wine in September
Broken waves of Saharan sand show condition of my heart
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Nazim ZarSinner was born as Nazim Hussain on December 08,2000 in Pakistan. He is an Urdu and English language poet, translator and Urdu short story writer. He is the youngest son of Khadim Hussain, a physician. He is married since 2021. His pen name is ZarSinner derived from Zar (in Persian: Gold) and Sinner. It was an influence from his elder brother Talib Hussain Sabaat that he began to write in medieval styles of Urdu poetry in 2016. He mainly writes in Urdu, in which he has written several hundred poems on different topics like nature, relationships and circumstances. He also wrote many Ghazals, a form of poetry severely restricted by rules, in both Urdu and English. In Urdu, he is mainly influenced from Akhtar Shirani, Sahir Ludhianvi and Mustafa Zaidi, in English, he is mainly influenced from Agha Shahid Ali and Lord Byron. He has translated several renowned English poems to Urdu.)
Weekend At Beach
In dazzling rays of burning Sun
Blue waters seem to be the best
To escape from the hot, we run
From our routine, to have some rest
And what we have to see at beach
A lot of people laying on sand
Motionless bodies in rest each
The sense of pleasure seems grand
The waves of water in a queue
Stretching towards the depth of sea
How much that is pleasant to view
The heart, got lost, there wants to be
Young bodies reveal'd by low cuts
Enjoying the softness in the blues
They attract us, no and's and but's
And give for good some secret clues
In waters, we spend pleasant hours
Troubles return but we don't let
Them ruin the only life that's ours
Everything, but joys, there we forget