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Colors – Farhat Ali Khan

Colors – Farhat Ali Khan

BOOK REVIEW Book Title : Colors Author : Farhat Ali Khan Published By : Blue Rose Publishers Length : 57 pages Available book formats : Paperback Available ...

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Will you be mine?

Will you be mine?

Every day, Longing to speak; Every night, Crying to sleep;   In you, I've lost me.   Disappointments; In every wish I make, Failures; In ...

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DISCERNIBLE ACQUAINTANCES

DISCERNIBLE ACQUAINTANCES

DISCERNIBLE ACQUAINTANCES! The last time , I wrote a letter . Discernible acquaintances it was ! Driving down the path of memory , reminiscing the mirth of knock at ...

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I HAVE SOMETHING TO SAY

I HAVE SOMETHING TO SAY

I have nothing to say or write more  except the goals of souls Derailed from the tracks of  humanitarian accords Monitored by the materialistic bodies of earth In the dockyards ...

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Mind Is Playing Tricks On Me

Mind Is Playing Tricks On Me

trapped within the very impulse of our loved beneath the perplexing ambush we close the door of brevity with a slight adjustment of the hand when will we understand caught ...

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The Silent Course

The Silent Course

All alone in the world,I walked Found crowds of crowd but they never talked, Busy in themselves no worry for other, Burying their relations even of father and mother, ...

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Pull Down Thy Vanity Pound Inspired

Pull Down Thy Vanity Pound Inspired

    in every twist in turn starry eye and love is all around us night is falling and I am calling feels so surreal in loving arms let it lift you up off the ...

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1800’s Game Of Balls

1800’s Game Of Balls

fashionable decor onto so much more walk with me talk with me throughout when this you see remember me in parting solace and hidden apathy through silent bulwark or a ...

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Orb & The Forbidden City

Orb & The Forbidden City

Orb & The Forbidden City   metaphysical impulse ensues through the flames of resistance shun its existence etched beneath the tapestry of loosened conclaves ...

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August 14

August 14

Today is 14th August, The day to remember, Pakistan's independence, Quaid-i-Azam is our inspiration . We should work for country's beautification, And leave a good ...

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Battles of the Mind

Battles of the Mind

She preferred the shade to the sun, The cold rock to the heated sands. She walked when she had to run, Fought with a dagger against a gun, Held glass trophies with shaky ...

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Some poems of Mohsin Ali

Some poems of Mohsin Ali

AN UNCOMMON DREAM An uncommon dream dreamt tonight, Rather came to solve, or again to fight Two persons from an alien state, Called me loudly sometime to wait Though it was a ...

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मेरी चुनिंदा देशभक्ति शायरी

मेरी चुनिंदा देशभक्ति शायरी

लिख रहा हूँ मैं जिसका अंजाम आज, कल उसका आगाज़ आएगा मेरे लहू का हर एक कतरा इंकलाब लाएगा मैं रहूँ ना रहूँ ये वादा है तुझसे मेरा मरे बाद वतन पे मिटने वालों का सैलाब आएगा | बंद ...

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YE BHI KUCH PAL THE

YE BHI KUCH PAL THE

khete hain time heals everything , jo ki ek sach h or is sach pe kuch lines ek kabita "ye bhi kuch pal the " k roop me .. Ye bhi kuch pal the .... dekho na ghadi ki sarakati ...

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The Silent Course

The Silent Course

All Alone in the world I walked, Found crowd of crowds but they never talked, Busy in themselves no worry for other, Burying their relations even of father and mother, ...

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MY WORRIES

MY WORRIES

  In a world of daffodils I sit, Glued to the loving fragrance Of green leaves. The freshness of the air hit me, Then it began; my worries. From the corner of my ...

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Lost childhood

Lost childhood

I have lost my childhood Somewhere in the past Have forgotten those days When i laughed with my heart last Miss that time I have spent The fun in the games and nicknames of ...

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A Salute To Dennis Deyoung

A Salute To Dennis Deyoung

    Styx is not the same without Dennis get in the mix Paradise album in 81 was so very fun Too much time on his hands Babe a timeless classic   ...

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Mindfulness Control

Mindfulness Control

Mindfulness look deep in my eyes you shall see the karma of my lasting legacy willing to achieve took a zip line down to my baby's grind sought out peace for a ...

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Don’t Look At Me

Don’t Look At Me

don't look at me when you cry through sorrows peak the bat of the eye to frolic in the weeds and things another door bell rings as you sit there in your misery in your ...

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He Was Their

He Was Their

Obey The Cross That Jesus Suffered Although It Will Cost All You Claim As Yours ! Each of us must learn to take a part in the dance be part of Christ's vine by his design ...

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Midnight—september 19, 1881 by John Boyle O’Reilly

Midnight—september 19, 1881 by John Boyle O’Reilly

DEATH OF PRESIDENT GARFIELD. ONCE in a lifetime, we may see the veil Tremble and lift, that hides symbolic things; The Spirit's vision, when the senses fail, Sweeps the ...

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Implications Of One Plus One by Marge Piercy

Implications Of One Plus One by Marge Piercy

Sometimes we collide, tectonic plates merging, continents shoving, crumpling down into the molten veins of fire deep in the earth and raising tons of rock into jagged crests of ...

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For The Young Who Want To by Marge Piercy

For The Young Who Want To by Marge Piercy

Talent is what they say you have after the novel is published and favorably reviewed. Beforehand what you have is a tedious delusion, a hobby like knitting. Work is what ...

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The Friend by Marge Piercy

The Friend by Marge Piercy

We sat across the table. he said, cut off your hands. they are always poking at things. they might touch me. I said yes. Food grew cold on the table. he said, burn your ...

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To The Pay Toilet by Marge Piercy

To The Pay Toilet by Marge Piercy

You strop my anger, especially when I find you in restaurant or bar and pay for the same liquid, coming and going. In bus depots and airports and turnpike plazas some woman is ...

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What Are Big Girls Made Of? by Marge Piercy

What Are Big Girls Made Of? by Marge Piercy

The construction of a woman: a woman is not made of flesh of bone and sinew belly and breasts, elbows and liver and toe. She is manufactured like a sports sedan. She is ...

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Colors Passing Through Us by Marge Piercy

Colors Passing Through Us by Marge Piercy

Purple as tulips in May, mauve into lush velvet, purple as the stain blackberries leave on the lips, on the hands, the purple of ripe grapes sunlit and warm as flesh. Every ...

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Belly Good by Marge Piercy

Belly Good by Marge Piercy

A heap of wheat, says the Song of Songs but I've never seen wheat in a pile. Apples, potatoes, cabbages, carrots make lumpy stacks, but you are sleek as a seal hauled out in ...

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Where A Roman Villa Stood, Above Freiburg by Mary Elizabeth Coleridge

Where A Roman Villa Stood, Above Freiburg by Mary Elizabeth Coleridge

On alien ground, breathing an alien air, A Roman stood, far from his ancient home, And gazing, murmured, 'Ah, the hills are fair,
But not the hills of Rome!' Descendant of a ...

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When My Love Did What I Would Not, What I Would Not by Mary Elizabeth Coleridge

When My Love Did What I Would Not, What I Would Not by Mary Elizabeth Coleridge

When my love did what I would not, what I would not, I could hear his merry voice upon the wind, Crying, "e;Fairest, shut your eyes, for see you should not. Love is blind!" ...

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An Insincere Wish Addressed To A Beggar by Mary Elizabeth Coleridge

An Insincere Wish Addressed To A Beggar by Mary Elizabeth Coleridge

We are not near enough to love, I can but pity all your woe; For wealth has lifted me above, And falsehood set you down below. If you were true, we still might be Brothers ...

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Affection by Mary Elizabeth Coleridge

Affection by Mary Elizabeth Coleridge

The earth that made the rose, She also is thy mother, and not I. The flame wherewith thy maiden spirit glows Was lighted at no hearth that I sit by. I am as far below as ...

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Between Going And Coming by Octavio Paz

Between Going And Coming by Octavio Paz

Between going and staying the day wavers, in love with its own transparency. The circular afternoon is now a bay where the world in stillness rocks. All is visible and all ...

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As One Listens To The Rain by Octavio Paz

As One Listens To The Rain by Octavio Paz

Listen to me as one listens to the rain, not attentive, not distracted, light footsteps, thin drizzle, water that is air, air that is time, the day is still leaving, the ...

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God, A Poem by James Fenton

God, A Poem by James Fenton

A nasty surprise in a sandwich, A drawing-pin caught in your sock, The limpest of shakes from a hand which You'd thought would be firm as a rock, A serious mistake in a ...

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Wind by James Fenton

Wind by James Fenton

This is the wind, the wind in a field of corn. Great crowds are fleeing from a major disaster Down the green valleys, the long swaying wadis, Down through the beautiful ...

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A German Requiem by James Fenton

A German Requiem by James Fenton

It is not what they built. It is what they knocked down. It is not the houses. It is the spaces in between the houses. It is not the streets that exist. It is the streets that ...

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In Paris With You by James Fenton

In Paris With You by James Fenton

Don't talk to me of love. I've had an earful And I get tearful when I've downed a drink or two. I'm one of your talking wounded. I'm a hostage. I'm maroonded. But I'm in Paris ...

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Expect Nothing by Alice Walker

Expect Nothing by Alice Walker

Expect nothing. Live frugally On surprise. become a stranger To need of pity Or, if compassion be freely Given out Take only enough Stop short of urge to plead Then purge ...

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An Evening Thought by Jupiter Hammon

An Evening Thought by Jupiter Hammon

Salvation comes by Jesus Christ alone, The only Son of God; Redemption now to every one, That love his holy Word. Dear Jesus we would fly to Thee, And leave off every Sin, ...

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A Poem For Children With Thoughts On Death by Jupiter Hammon

A Poem For Children With Thoughts On Death by Jupiter Hammon

O ye young and thoughtless youth, Come seek the living God, The scriptures are a sacred truth, Ye must believe the word. Tis God alone can make you wise, His wisdom's from ...

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An Address To Miss Phillis Wheatly by Jupiter Hammon

An Address To Miss Phillis Wheatly by Jupiter Hammon

O, come you pious youth: adore The wisdom of thy God. In bringing thee from distant shore, To learn His holy word. Thou mightst been left behind, Amidst a dark abode; ...

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A Dialogue, Intitled, The Kind Master And The Dutiful Servant by Jupiter Hammon

A Dialogue, Intitled, The Kind Master And The Dutiful Servant by Jupiter Hammon

Master. Come my servant, follow me, According to thy place; And surely God will be with thee, And send the heav'nly grace. Servant. Dear Master, I will follow thee, ...

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Request To A Year by Judith Wright

Request To A Year by Judith Wright

If the year is meditating a suitable gift, I should like it to be the attitude of my great- great- grandmother, legendary devotee of the arts, who having eight children and ...

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Naked Girl And Mirror by Judith Wright

Naked Girl And Mirror by Judith Wright

This is not I. I had no body once- only what served my need to laugh and run and stare at stars and tentatively dance on the fringe of foam and wave and sand and sun. Eyes ...

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Drought Year by Judith Wright

Drought Year by Judith Wright

That time of drought the embered air burned to the roots of timber and grass. The crackling lime-scrub would not bear and Mooni Creek was sand that year. The dingo's cry was ...

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To Laura (Mystery Of Reminiscence) by Friedrich Schiller

To Laura (Mystery Of Reminiscence) by Friedrich Schiller

Who and what gave to me the wish to woo thee-- Still, lip to lip, to cling for aye unto thee? Who made thy glances to my soul the link-- Who bade me burn thy very breath to ...

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The Vision Of Don Roderick by Sir Walter Scott

The Vision Of Don Roderick by Sir Walter Scott

Introduction. I. Lives there a strain, whose sounds of mounting fire May rise distinguished o'er the din of war; Or died it with yon Master of the Lyre Who sung beleaguered ...

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The Lord Of The Isles: Canto Vi. by Sir Walter Scott

The Lord Of The Isles: Canto Vi. by Sir Walter Scott

I. O who, that shared them, ever shall forget The emotions of the spirit-rousing time, When breathless in the mart the couriers met, Early and late, at evening and at prime; ...

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