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 The praying man calls, The believers to pray; The black of night, Gives way to light. In my heart, I remember You, O Allah there is, No god... [read more] |
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I wish I had met the crippled Pope, Pondered on wisdom in solitude, Would have asked what changed his mind, And made him waste life in a roy... [read more] |
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When the wounded heart has nowhere to go, nobody to console it, no shoulder to lean on, and when drudgery becomes a part of life, and even t... [read more] |
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O Meer, just look into those almond-shaped eyes, And see how intoxicating -- like wine -- they are! O the softness of her ruby lips, Sweete... [read more] |
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Let us not cry over spilled milk, The lines of fate could not change, We were close and yet, out of range, Let us look beyond and not feel s... [read more] |
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The monsoon clouds hovered overhead, People were toiling for their daily bread, Young souls in love near a shore, Arm in arm, not longing fo... [read more] |
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Let us go out among the violet mead, And let go of ourselves for a while, Let the joy of beauty spread its wings, Let the soul respond to Na... [read more] |
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Does the man who rapes his daughter, Deserve to live as a man? Shouldn't he be cut up, chopped, And thrown in the garbage can? Shouldn't inc... [read more] |
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There was a time, When I struggled with fate, In a bid to rewrite a line. Then I realized it was too late, That it was futile, To attempt re... [read more] |
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Although I groped, Against the mist, I could not find her, And win her love. I reached the peak, To find myself alone, Atop the height, Abov... [read more] |
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When the blemishes in the mirror, Stare at me, I am hurt: Because I see who I am. Nobody else knows, no one can, But I am face to face with... [read more] |
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O Lord of all worlds, It is Your Grace that saves us, Beside you O my God, there's none beside us. You took Noah's Ark safely through the st... [read more] |
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How will you fathom my desires, And the longing of my soul, When you are unable to respond To the love for you in my eyes. Love is not love... [read more] |
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My dreams about you will never end But my sleep is suffering O Saeen*, how my sleep is suffering... ...how my sleep is suffering! The cucko... [read more] |
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How much more, do tell me, will you test this house, This frail house that I for myself make of glass, On her diamond fingers once how I mad... [read more] |