T S Eliot Stand on the Highest Pavement Stand on the highest pavement of the stair– Lean on a garden urn– Weave, weave the sunlight in your hair– Clasp your flowers to you with a pained surprise– Fling them to the ground and turn With a fugitive resentment in your...
Muhammad Iqbal A Mother’s Dream As I slept one night I saw this dream Which further increased my vexation I dreamt I was going somewhere on the way Dark it was and impossible to find the way Trembling all over with fear I was Difficult to take even a step...
Tutors as if bondservant Pupils like nerveless tame Guardians seems like government For the time being, nurturing system. Servant has to feed these subservient Till the last drop of their strength. Govt. will come and start judgement Is or isn’t product enough thicken! If result is not as expectation Slave...
Lo! keen-eyed towering science, As from tall peaks the modern overlooking, Successive absolute fiats issuing. Yet again, lo! the soul, above all science, For it has history gather’d like husks around the globe, For it the entire star-myriads roll through the sky. In spiral routes by long detours, (As a...
There is a community of the spirit. Join it, and feel the delight of walking in the noisy street and being the noise. Drink all your passion, and be a disgrace. Close both eyes to see with the other eye. Open your hands, if you want to be held. Sit...
Emily Dickinson A Book There is no frigate like a book To take us lands away, Nor any coursers like a page Of prancing poetry. This traverse may the poorest take Without oppress of toll; How frugal is the chariot That bears a human soul! If I Can Stop IF...
Leave the familiar for a while. Let your senses and bodies stretch out Like a welcomed season Onto the meadows and shores and hills. Open up to the Roof. Make a new water-mark on your excitement And love. Like a blooming night flower, Bestow your vital fragrance of happiness And...
(Marking world book day, April 23rd, 2022) I am your best friend I am called a “book” I can provoke deep thoughts Grab you like a hook. I am your knowledge mine I am called a book I can make you spellbound Even if the Earth shook! Judge me by...
Matthew Arnold : The Voice As the kindling glances Queen-like and clear, Which the bright moon lances From her tranquil sphere At the sleepless waters Of a lonely mere, On the wild whirling waves, mournfully, mournfully, Shiver and die. As the tears of sorrow Mothers have shed – Prayers that...
Allama Muhammad Iqbal The Child’s Invocation My longing comes to my lips as supplication of mine O ALLAH! May like the candle be the life of mine! May the world’s darkness disappear through the life of mine! May every place light up with the sparkling light of mine! May my...
This Ramadan, let’s be better human beings, Let’s have a heart for others, which sings. Let’s pray, read the Quran Do the Dhikr, men and women. This Ramadan, refrain from all the bad habits, This Ramadan, let’s try to donate as we can, For a secure hereafter, even increased lifespan....
A noiseless patient spider, I mark’d where on a little promontory it stood isolated, Mark’d how to explore the vacant vast surrounding, It launch’d forth filament, filament, filament out of itself, Ever unreeling them, ever tirelessly speeding them. And you O my soul where you stand, Surrounded, detached, in measureless...
What will our children do in the morning? Will they wake with their hearts wanting to play, the way wings should? Will they have dreamed the needed flights and gathered the strength from the planets that all men and women need to balance the wonderful charms of the earth so...
FLy envious Time, till thou run out thy race, Call on the lazy leaden-stepping hours, Whose speed is but the heavy Plummets pace; And glut thy self with what thy womb devours, Which is no more then what is false and vain, And meerly mortal dross; So little is our...
O Pathos of Love! You are a glossy pearl Beware, you should not appear among strangers The theatre of your display is concealed under the veil The modern audience’ eye accepts only the visible display New breeze has arrived in the Existence’ garden O Pathos of Love! Now there is...
When I compare What I have lost with what I have gained, What I have missed with what attained, Little room do I find for pride. I am aware How many days have been idly spent; How like an arrow the good intent Has fallen short or been turned aside....
The margin of a stream, the willow’s shade, A mind inclined to song, a mistress sweet, A Cup-bearer whose cheek outshines the rose, A friend upon whose heart thy heart is laid: Oh Happy-starred! let not thine hours fleet Unvalued; may each minute as it goes Lay tribute of enjoyment...
Love and Death once ceased their strife At the Tavern of Man’s Life. Called for wine, and threw — alas! — Each his quiver on the grass. When the bout was o’er they found Mingled arrows strewed the ground. Hastily they gathered then Each the loves and lives of men....
O Candle! I am also an afflicted person in the world assembly Constant complaint is my lot in the manner of the rue Love gave the warmth of internal pathos to you It made me the florist selling blood-mixed tears Whether you be the candle of a celebrating assembly or...
Forms, qualities, lives, humanity, language, thoughts, The ones known, and the ones unknown, the ones on the stars, The stars themselves, some shaped, others unshaped, Wonders as of those countries, the soil, trees, cities, inhabitants, whatever they may be, Splendid suns, the moons and rings, the countless combinations and effects,...
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