Sabahat Batool

With words and vows
Of friends and foes
In each and every matter
I vow by lord
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He said that one day we will meet
When pheasants with them moon will bring
When birds make nests in depth of sea
When dead ones stand and chant and sing
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I'm an ancient believer
And I believe on Mighty' s will
Who rules on earth and heaven high
And write the destiny Book with quill
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Oh misty shadow stop a while
I think thee I can recognize!
Thou float with clouds in every vale
With thousand notes in thousand guise
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Soul of love and soul of peace
Somewhere on heavens interwine
With grief, on earth their lips were freeze
In heart of sky they breath and shine
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O Thou the beauteous lofty fort!
O ancient manse O royal court!
O land of beauteous holy dream!
Thou art a shield of mortal mort
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One winter eve, I stopped by wood
To cool that burning heart of mine
In nature's bosom, that one should
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Farewell to thee, farewell my soul
My weeping eyes now cannot see
Thou to thy haunted room can tell!
That thou forever dwell with me!
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Which dream is floating in thine eyes?
Why tears thou shed in darkish night?
A flickering flame of hope art thou
For aching hearts a mirthful sight
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The dusky eve in country meads
In rainy weather rainy day
All trees were standing stony still
While kids in street with boats they play
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I am
I'm the writer of my yarn
I am the painter of my doom
Thousands of phantoms here me warn
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In moonlit night, in silver shine
From heavens I in this world peep
In my soul silver intervine
With body on the earth it leap
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☁️🌨️☁️

Thou airy ship, thou whitish mist!
Thou float on ocean and the dale
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Death is blind, It can't see age
With gust of wind, took knave and sage
It roams so free, in mirth and Glee
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I saw the lady moon in sky
She peeped in lakes and float on high
She perched on softish throne of gales
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In heart of dell and meadow green
I see the phantoms of the past
O Thou that in the heart do dwell!
O Thou the First, O Thou the Last!
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Yester years shine
On heart screen as dew kisses
Blooms in morning
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O thou, the sacred hymn of leaves!
Who play their silent tunes on earth
Those deepest wounds that time can't heal
They may be healed by thy grey breathe
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O beauteous eve in hamlet's meads!
Thy magic lores all us enthrall
You are the breath of forest weeds
You are the angels airy call
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I hail thee gems of Indus Vale!
With scented rhyme, with scented gale
Come on from world of mortal dead!
O come and lively wind inhale!
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