Shaykh Zulqarnain Poems

Autumn, the season of vibrant change,
Where nature's palette rearranges,
Leaves of gold, red, and amber hues,
A symphony of colors, nature's muse.
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Amidst the city's vibrant glow, where dreams collide,
A symphony of souls, on this thrilling ride.
The night ablaze with electric energy,
We chase our passions, in perfect harmony.
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The moon and stars look down with anger and pain,
As they witness the agony of love's lost game,
And the sky above seems to taunt and disdain,
As if to say that love is nothing but a shame.
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Amidst shadows' tender touch, I've sought solace deep,
Longing for a haven where my heart could softly weep.
Why eludes that sacred abode, my soul's embrace?
Where have I wandered, lost in time and space?
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As though a dream that briefly lingers,
Falling for you felt like a flight of fancy,
An improbable yet stunning scenario,
But somehow, you infused my being with a palpable ecstasy.
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Amidst the whispers of the wind,
I speak to thee, my dearest friend,
With eloquence and poetry, I convey,
The love that fills my heart, night and day.
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In the realm of transient encounters, there she stood,
A luminary intellect I encountered but once, yet comprehended forever,
A fortuitous meeting in the corridors of time,
Where our paths converged, then diverged in rhythmic harmony.
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In the tapestry of life, woven with care,
The past whispers softly, its stories we share.
Yet, its sorrows and trials, they need not define,
For the future's illusion, it's the present that's mine.
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In a room replete with students,
All engrossed in their textbooks and pens,
Resides a solitary lad sans mentors,
Deprived of guidance when life's path bends.
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In a boundless world of marvels vast,
Where dreams take flight and hopes amass,
Unfolds a tale, both daring and veracious,
Of a wanderer's heart, in quest audacious.
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