Lay your sleeping head, my love,
Human on my faithless arm;
Time and fevers burn away
Individual beauty from
Thoughtful children, and the grave
Proves the child ephemeral:
But in my arms till break of day
Let the living creature lie,
Mortal, guilty, but to me
The entirely beautiful.
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Toot ke bikhar jaane do baahon mein
Aaj na inteqaam lo humse yun
Kai raaton se soye nahin aaraam se
Afsurdah jism ko kucch to samet lo
Sadiyon sunte gaye afsaane tumhare paimaan ke
Badnaseeb bus parastish ki tere justjoo rahi
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Why are you behaving like this today
You were a bit too busy in the kitchen.
You didn’t come to wake me up.
Nor did you offer me food.
What’s going on, I really don’t want to know.
-Kunal Goel
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Rough Wind, that moanest loud
Grief too sad for song;
Wild wind, when sullen cloud
Knells all the night long;
Sad storm, whose tears are vain,
Bare woods, whose branches strain,
Deep caves and dreary main, _
Wail, for the world’s wrong!
-Percy Bysshe shelley.
It was that day you left
To never come back again
That I decided to divide
The things you left behind.
I get the cup you broke
The day we made love
On the slab of the kitchen
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*First attempt at urdu Shayari*
Dil-e-aatish humein aasim banaya aapne,
Tammanaon ko naasur-e-aaraa kiya aapne,
Aashuftah chale they aashiyan ko apne,
Bejurm itlaaf ke humein hawale kiya aapne
O fire in my heart, you turned me into a sinner,
Turned all my desires into embellished wounds,
Tired to my core, when i thought of returning home,
You turned in my faultless soul to the ultimate ruin.
- Neha
The quality
That
Evolves to
Holiness
The anger
That
Chooses Peace
For All
When I am dead, and over me bright April
Shakes out her rain drenched hair,
Tho you should lean above me broken hearted,
I shall not care.
For I shall have peace.
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What a sight for my eyes
to see you in sleep.
Could it stop the sun rise
hearing you weep?
You’re not seen, you’re not heard
but I stand by my word.
Came a thousand miles
just to catch you while you’re smiling.
Do not go gentle into that good night,
Old age should burn and rave at close of day;
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
Though wise men at their end know dark is right,
Because their words had forked no lightning they
Do not go gentle into that good night.
Good men, the last wave by, crying how bright
Their frail deeds might have danced in a green bay,
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
Wild men who caught and sang the sun in flight,
And learn, too late, they grieved it on its way,
Do not go gentle into that good night.
Grave men, near death, who see with blinding sight
Blind eyes could blaze like meteors and be gay,
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
And you, my father, there on the sad height,
Curse, bless me now with your fierce tears, I pray.
Do not go gentle into that good night.
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
- Dylan Thomas
Lets paint the sky tonight
Let’s try an after dinner fit
Of fantasy and fun
Let’s not lie and watch TV
Tonight, Let’s paint the sky
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Relinquish these tears to these petty words
They will Never be enough to encapsulate the void
The sister who asks if I am drunk
The mother who won’t let me hold the enfant
How do I make it go away?
Don’t let the masses fool you my friend
They are drunk on different spirits
Ride the wind on your pedals
Embrace the wind on the sunny dock
Let each fabric of nature touch you
That you may never die in her arms
Because his opposite is birth not life More
Our death is our wedding with eternity.
What is the secret? “God is One.”
The sunlight splits when entering the windows of the house.
This multiplicity exists in the cluster of grapes;
It is not in the juice made from the grapes.
For he who is living in the Light of God,
The death of the carnal soul is a blessing.
Regarding him, say neither bad nor good,
For he is gone beyond the good and the bad. More
