POEMT: My Mother / My Earth

My Mother / My Earth


You fulfil

my every need

but not an iota

of my greed!

If only,

I could learn

the difference.

POEMT: What's wrong with our world?

...we are following the wrong Dào!

- owais

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POEMT: I Couldn’t Say Goodbye...

...His door was closed.

And I wouldn’t knock
on his door!

- owais

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POEMT: ...Worth Having

Love of Knowledge,
and Knowledge of Love:
those are the only two things
worth having.

- owais

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POEMT: Faqirana II / फ़की़राना II

Main to faqir hoon, har dar pe sada deta hoon
Jise dena ho de, saath chalna ho chale

- owais

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मैं तो फ़की़र हूँ, हर दर पे सदा देता हूँ
जिसे देना हो दे, साथ चलना हो चले

- उवैस

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POEMT: Faqirana I / फ़की़राना I

Ruka dar pe, phir badh chala
Faqir na chahe kuchh, na koi

- owais

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रुका दर पे, फिर बढ़ चला
फ़की़र न चाहे कुछ, न कोई

- उवैस

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POEMT: Rogi / रोगी

Rog koi ji ko laga hi deta
tum na hote, koi tum sa hota.

- owais

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रोग कोई जी को लगा ही देता
तुम न होते, कोई तुम सा होता।

- उवैस

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POEMT: Phir Saamne Raqeeb Ke / फिर सामने रकी़ब के

Phir saamne raqeeb ke aakar, palat gaye,
honthon pe lafze dard chhipa kar palat gaye.
Dekha to uske dil mein hamen, tum hi tum mile,
dekar duaaen, ashk baha kar palat gaye.


- owais

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फिर सामने रकी़ब के आकर, पलट गए,

होंठों पे लफ्ज़े दर्द छिपा कर पलट गए।

देखा तो उसके दिल में हमें, तुम ही तुम मिले,

देकर दुआएं, अश्क बहा कर पलट गए॥


- उवैस



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POEMT: Jo Na Hon Aap To / जो न हों आप तो

Darde dil sunaaen kisko, jo na hon aap to,
gham se mar hi na jaaen hum, jo na hon aap to.
Dil mein nafrat hi sahi, par yaad to kar lete hain,
varna kisko yaad aaen hum, jo na hon aap to.

- owais

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दर्दे दिल सुनाएँ किसको, जो न हों आप तो,
ग़म से मर ही न जाएँ हम, जो न हों आप तो।
दिल में नफ़रत ही सही, पर याद तो कर लेते हैं,
वरना किसको याद आएं हम, जो न हों आप तो॥

- उवैस

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POEMT: Jo Duur Ham Rahen / जो दूर हम रहें

Jo duur ham rahen, voh paas aate hain,
Gale milen to haath bhi na milate hain.
Ajab ravish hai ham insaanon ki jahan mein owais,
Jise na paa saken, us ko bhula naa paate hain.

- owais

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जो दूर हम रहें उनसे, वह पास आते हैं,
गले मिलें तो हाथ भी न मिलाते हैं।
अजब रविश है हम इंसानों की जहाँ में उवैस,
जिसे न पा सकें, उस को भुला न पाते हैं॥

- उवैस

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POEMT: Who Minds…

…his own fart?

- owais

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POEMT: I Love You

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I love You,
but permit me to do that
through Your creatures.

- Owais

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POEMT: Seeds

Desire is the seed of Misery,
Consumption, that of Poverty.

- owais

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I regard this couplet as my life's work. The first line is dedicated to the mature reader, the second, to the maturing one.
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POEMT: Read Me For…

There are so many,
who write so much better than I do.
For their beauty read them,
read me for my love.

- Owais

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