Ayaz Warith Poems

Someone is calling by my name,
That too in the vast multitude;
I cannot answer out of shame,
Nor strength, nor fortitude.
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They caused the eclipse of my regal love,
Dashing my spirit and corporal strength,
Mutilating my extremities completely;
I really could have gone to any length.
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Love in my life was conflagration,
To optimise it I stumbled over the stars.
Everything on my part was in escrow,
I held the sword by the blade of powers.
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No echoes are there in the deserted palace of heart,
Emerald weeds propped up on the damp topaz wall;
No strength is there, no charms after her final depart,
The reminiscences banging hard after each recall!
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I wonder how people love and get knotted,
With the acuteness of immeasurable feelings;
Established in veins of each other’s heart,
And much exalted in the eyes of this world.
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He gave us the volume of life
Days are well bound like pages
None knows the basic title
But bound up in reading it
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I had the hatred and agony of this world,
I approached you with a very heavy heart,
With expectation of solace, calm and love,
And sobbing at my sad complaint chart!
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It’s not a dream at night in bed,
Consciousness in eyes is visible;
Two hearts are there on a fine thread,
Around our love they amble!
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