Sahil Sharifdin Bhat Poems

My income, home, car, and caste—all are small.
Would you still like to marry me, my doll?
If yes, I promise I will treat you as a queen
And gift you floral crowns and earrings green.
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The sun has risen beaming,
Happy birds are screaming,
Flowers are dancing in breeze
So are crops and trees ,
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The planet earth belongs to all:
Rich, poor, black, white
Fat, thin, male, female,
Transgender, short and tall.
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Never complain

Welcome clouds, sunshine or rain.
Never heave sighs. Never complain.
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They did not visit me till I entered my grave ;
They came weeping but I was in a dark cave.
Never delay to enjoy the beauty of the spring
When flowers bloom and lovely birds sing.
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I am never away from you.
Trust my words pure and true.
I watch you reading my every book.
I gaze you when you sweep and cook.
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Be my guest for a night.
Don't say No, dear, be polite.
Ten thousand nights you have got!
Just one night can you give not?
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Every beauty has a price.
Every beauty is on sale:
Shy, smart, sweet, saintly,
Strong, royal, rough or frail.
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Shoot me dead here, O Indian soldiers;
send me not back to that stifling palace,
That emotionless king and loveless home.
Set me free from that forced marriage
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A man had three loving wives
Sophia, Lily and Emily.
They never listened to their man
But claimed to love him deeply.
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