O! Jehlum , wilt thou gain splendour again,
and flow clear of filth and disdain?
Thou the mirror of our civility,
our thought , culture and dignity .
Wilt again thy banks be safe and clean ,
and compassion in thy flow again be seen ?
Wilt... – by Amarjit S. Bakhshi | 15 Views added 2 years ago
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Ruffling my hair tenderly,
with her time worn fingers,
my mother once said :
‘When it’s dumb dark,
and none is left to hark;
Fear not , move alone ,
When all have turned away,
and storms cross your way;
Shudder not , move alone.
When you... – by AmarjitS. Bakhshi | 18 Views added 2 years ago
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If thou should ever come to Nishat,
stop not to look , for the Gateway Art.
The magnificent entrance , gallery of yore,
is marking the garden not anymore.
The arch and dome of the magic edifice,
the breeze of Dal does no more kiss.
The noble... – by Amarjit S. Bakhshi | 20 Views added 2 years ago
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If bruises disappear
and drift away all fear;
Time makes up amply
for the dreams lost.
None can yet accede,
that the past wounds,
shall never recur,
or else bleed... – by Amarjit S. Bakhshi | 28 Views added 2 years ago
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It happened long ago,
on the twentieth day of March,
with deceit they killed,
and stained the green,
over a village serene.
Still, I see the smoke,
of pyres thirty-five,
lit in a row.
Still the ground is red,
from blood of the innocent... – by Amarjit S. Bakhshi | 17 Views added 2 years ago
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He sat on the verandah, unfailingly,
anxiously looking at the exterior door,
awaiting my arrival home.
And nothing would deter him ever,
no weather, no time,
no rhyme nor reason.
And when I appeared at the door,
comfort would uplift his face.... – by Amarjit S. Bakhshi | 31 Views added 2 years ago
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Whenever they swelled up around,
to engage in trading words
and impair the bowl of milk,
with a cursing drop of dye,
I failed to use the weapon,
divine, that lay with me,
to end up in losing,
the battle I could have fought,
against the... – by Amarjit S. Bakhshi | 5 Views added 2 years ago
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When freedom is measured by the i and the mine,
faith sponsors the ways of treason.
When souls crumble to take head-on,
the power that swallows up reason.
When pyres are live in ruins of time,
and hate yet rules emotion.
When thoughts are... – by Amarjit S. Bakhshi | 3 Views added 2 years ago
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When knowledge is imparted,
considering the creed;
the caste and sex,
and color of the seed,
impairing the dignity,
of man.
Time qualifies for pain and fears,
harsh destruction and repenting... – by Amarjit S. Bakhshi | 2 Views added 2 years ago
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Looking at my image, I once thought,
why do I look of a trivial lot.
When cleansing helped not change any way,
I turned to the sun in sheer dismay.
How could I change my dark hue?
Where’s my brilliance, could you give a clue?
The sun... – by Amarjit S. Bakhshi | 4 Views added 2 years ago
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What if, the breeze its course has fled,
lower not the fullness of the fire in the hearth,
who knows, the journey may be tough ahead.
What if, an effort has fairly bled,
spare no goblet of the wine of faith,
who knows, how many may be spent... – by Amarjit S. Bakhshi | 7 Views added 2 years ago
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On that dark, nude road,
cold, harsh and mysterious,
between the breathes and the beats,
a sigh sails,
and a groan creeps,
to take me over,
when I stop,
to look at my past,
life, they say:
Is always ahead…,
ahead of the next,
and far... – by Amarjit S. Bakhshi | 4 Views added 2 years ago
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A sparrow settles with poise,
in my winter yard.
It glances and hops around,
then unrolls its feathers,
sings a titular tune.
And flies away.
Then a tiny blade of grass,
fearless of the cold,
proudly raises its head,
from a crevice... – by Amarjit S. Bakhshi | 12 Views added 2 years ago
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It was spring!
And flowers were all in bloom,
when a border they raised, splitting a state
and left everyone in gloom.
For the difference of creed,
much blood they spilled,
they milled around and blindly killed,
crashing every trust to... – by Amarjit S. Bakhshi | 18 Views added 2 years ago
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A stray bird fluttered its wings,
and gathered gentle dreams;
It sang of unknown of meadows,
and of gushing... – by Amarjit S. Bakhshi | 9 Views added 2 years ago
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On a cold and misty dusk,
I heard the billows roar,
over a sunken ship,
and a winter bud
fearing the shadows fall,
over the glee,
of the coming dawn,
shivered its axis off,
and, oh…
just then you left…
you left my eyes heavy to dream,
... – by Amarjit S. Bakhshi | 9 Views added 2 years ago
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A place of deep solace,
was my hamlet green,
where besides a rivulet,
could my house be seen.
Of mud and stone and wood it was,
and love its mason had been.
Its doors and windows were made of faith,
and gratitude formed its gene.
There... – by Amarjit S. Bakhshi | 11 Views added 2 years ago
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Why should he sit on roads,
to clamour for his dues,
and a nation turn deaf,
to all his burning woes?
Could he be treated hence,
for his daring, striving sense,
to fill the nations grain bowl,
with merited harvest... – by Amarjit S. Bakhshi | 20 Views added 2 years ago
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I have solved,
all sums,
you put,
in the question paper.
And answered them,
all correct,
my teacher,
through cheating.
Forgive me,
they were difficult,
and fearful,
like... – by Amarjit S. Bakhshi | 8 Views added 2 years ago
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A tiny blade of grass,
so proudly said:
I brought in the spring,
what if now i’m... – by Amarjit S.. Bakhshi | 10 Views added 2 years ago
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And when it dawned,
consistent remained the dew,
swaying on the leaf.
And the risk,
to remain intact,
was more painful,
than the risk,
to slip... – by Amarjit S. Bakhshi | 18 Views added 2 years ago
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When people were busy,
fighting issues on streets,
they appeared mysteriously,
drifting on peaceful waters,
of the cool blue lake,
fluttering beautiful wings,
to the delight of every eye.
Then peace returned to people,
and they awoke next... – by Amarjit S. Bakhshi | 12 Views added 2 years ago
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