نور وجدان
لائبریرین
Love is favorite passing of my life .I am wanderer of it like a butterfly passing here and there for nectar .Sucking nectar from one flower to other causes cross-pollination which generates more flowers . This is life which sucks each moment of ours lives to give us pleasure in reward may be in form or drops or like an immense pleasure . By thinking of life, love always come into my mind like an adroit alchemist who wanted to know the composition of it . Unable to find I remember one line of N.M.Rashid`Ghazal …
”Sochta hooN mohaBbat HeY jaWani KE kiZan`n
Sweet and colorful is love.
What is in me : yours love.
Friendly and cheerful it is.
Like a wind of heaven it is.
I saw you in my love of love.
I bemused in beauty of love.
Lightning moon it is .
Fairy in dream it is.
Only a glimpse of it ,
Made me insane of it.
How can I touch this love !
Came to me in a moon night.
She was the goddess of night.
I saw her again and again that night.
As it was hallucination of my mind .
I came closer to her to see her light.
She laughed at me and had a flight.
Pursued her and went inside the moon.
I had lost myself in that soulful night.
Came on Earth like an Adam`s Flight.
Touching the love with full of Blight .
I had fallen from my elevated height.
My hairs grown up like a night :
Black iron skinned face with silver threads,
Making me man of an Iran age !
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Noor Sheikh
”Sochta hooN mohaBbat HeY jaWani KE kiZan`n
Sweet and colorful is love.
What is in me : yours love.
Friendly and cheerful it is.
Like a wind of heaven it is.
I saw you in my love of love.
I bemused in beauty of love.
Lightning moon it is .
Fairy in dream it is.
Only a glimpse of it ,
Made me insane of it.
How can I touch this love !
Came to me in a moon night.
She was the goddess of night.
I saw her again and again that night.
As it was hallucination of my mind .
I came closer to her to see her light.
She laughed at me and had a flight.
Pursued her and went inside the moon.
I had lost myself in that soulful night.
Came on Earth like an Adam`s Flight.
Touching the love with full of Blight .
I had fallen from my elevated height.
My hairs grown up like a night :
Black iron skinned face with silver threads,
Making me man of an Iran age !
This is the love which I have made !http://sadiashafeeq.wordpress.com/category/english-poetry/http://sadiashafeeq.wordpress.com/category/english-poetry/
Noor Sheikh