Khurshid Alam Poems

A dropp of dew can enliven
the thirsty buds
can cause a new life
can create a reason.
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Tiger, tiger burning bright
He’ll leap up above the sky
When the Moon would shine
And the Sun would define
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Many couples couple to the serene campus
But they don’t love; never marry each other
Yet they’re apace for a feeling unrealised
They often take bits of paper and make equations
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Leaves foliage, the green turbans, on
The silky branches to clutch on unsuccessful
Efforts.
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Psephologists competing with their opinion polls
A prophecy they draw to the final hustings
Bouleversement for one wing; anti-incumbency for the other
They profess for the polls to be polled at the booths.
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I’m in search of a home
Where lights twinkle
And burn the house warm
People share their haves.
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The golden birds flock
To the fields
Fluttering and dropping beads
Weaving them into garlands.
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Stars are shining bright and the moon is up
Clouds are making homes for them
They lead to their destinations in peace.
I find no reason to write on disharmony.
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My mother scoffed at us for ours no fault
She had put sweets from offerings in a box
To distribute the sacred eating equally among us all:
“All should have equal favour”, she taught.
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Ajnabi is registered a Christian at school
And bargains exemption of fee by half
And all miscellanies full; and sings hymns
To Jesus and celebrates Christmas.
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