An unheard voice whistles around me
And attracts towards its tune
But whatever it is, I am unable to see
One day, I will get it to have a great fortune
On the snowy hills, you move ahead
The snow flies like smoke with steps
But I hardly chase your feet’s shade
Our distances make more and more gaps
And thence, I conceive what you are
A shadow, a dream or a life mate
You proceed towards into deeper
On snow, you have an unbearable weight
But when, you neither appear nor realize
And it is a wish to send me behind you
I am too sincere to think you, O my guise
But you will never come back; today, I new
Composed by Mustafeez Ali Khan on 26 October, 2001
Saturday, May 29, 2010
Thou Art So Charming
Indeed, thou art so charming
Whenever I look at thy sober face
While I put thee in comparison with all
I feel and find, thou art matchless
I need such a graceful rose
This makes me fragrant and gracious
Thou hast been created only for me
And art matchless, proud less and precious
A lot of needs, for expressing the desires
Encourage me to love and for feeling
I am too sure to adapt and adopt thee
It this state, I feel, I am alone king
My all thoughts stay upon only thee
But, to destroy my every thing, thou rages,
It is I who is ready to sacrifice myself
Thou who art not granting my lover’s wages
It is custom of sincerity in love
Those who love, sob always in alone
And disappear to the most secret place
Where all the sincere lovers have gone
Composed by Mustafeez Ali Khan on October 18, 2001
Whenever I look at thy sober face
While I put thee in comparison with all
I feel and find, thou art matchless
I need such a graceful rose
This makes me fragrant and gracious
Thou hast been created only for me
And art matchless, proud less and precious
A lot of needs, for expressing the desires
Encourage me to love and for feeling
I am too sure to adapt and adopt thee
It this state, I feel, I am alone king
My all thoughts stay upon only thee
But, to destroy my every thing, thou rages,
It is I who is ready to sacrifice myself
Thou who art not granting my lover’s wages
It is custom of sincerity in love
Those who love, sob always in alone
And disappear to the most secret place
Where all the sincere lovers have gone
Composed by Mustafeez Ali Khan on October 18, 2001
In The Eastern Direction
When you stand, having put your face
Towards the sun in the eastern direction
The eastern wind blows towards the west
All the western spheres are made fragrant
By your locks’ fragrance
And your scarf ripples
In the wind with freedom
It encourages me to disclose
My all hidden desires before you
Composed by Mustafeez Ali Khan on September 26, 2001
Towards the sun in the eastern direction
The eastern wind blows towards the west
All the western spheres are made fragrant
By your locks’ fragrance
And your scarf ripples
In the wind with freedom
It encourages me to disclose
My all hidden desires before you
Composed by Mustafeez Ali Khan on September 26, 2001
In My Sense
When I be with my views
And I stand not in shoes
I be in my sense
But it makes a difference
That I recall you in my pray
You go to another stony way
I am sincere and a good lad
So, I want to make you glad
Composed by Mustafeez Ali Khan on September 21, 2001
And I stand not in shoes
I be in my sense
But it makes a difference
That I recall you in my pray
You go to another stony way
I am sincere and a good lad
So, I want to make you glad
Composed by Mustafeez Ali Khan on September 21, 2001
An Enthusiastic Desire
We know today what the true love is
If you do not meet me at any way
I feel so blue like a patient
There is a sweet pain into my heart
You either know very well or I know
Looking at your loving face
I have forgotten all the faces
When I feel your love
I have an enthusiastic desire to die for you
The fragrance of your rosy lips
I will steal it and make rose-garden fragrant
Because all the rose-gardens have lost
Its importance and existence before you
Composed by Mustafeez Ali Khan on September 04, 2001
If you do not meet me at any way
I feel so blue like a patient
There is a sweet pain into my heart
You either know very well or I know
Looking at your loving face
I have forgotten all the faces
When I feel your love
I have an enthusiastic desire to die for you
The fragrance of your rosy lips
I will steal it and make rose-garden fragrant
Because all the rose-gardens have lost
Its importance and existence before you
Composed by Mustafeez Ali Khan on September 04, 2001
In First Impression
I love you beyond words
My heart also says
I can never live without you
In first impression
You have absorbed me
And come to me being my love
Until, I had found you
The regulation of my love kept on saying
Disconsolation are being increased
By your negations and rejections
Then, you appear to me
After closing forcibly my eyelids by me
I keep myself in the shadow of your eyelids
It often happens in love
We ever laugh and ever weep to be depressed
It is the custom of true lovers
Composed by Mustafeez Ali Khan on September 03, 2001
My heart also says
I can never live without you
In first impression
You have absorbed me
And come to me being my love
Until, I had found you
The regulation of my love kept on saying
Disconsolation are being increased
By your negations and rejections
Then, you appear to me
After closing forcibly my eyelids by me
I keep myself in the shadow of your eyelids
It often happens in love
We ever laugh and ever weep to be depressed
It is the custom of true lovers
Composed by Mustafeez Ali Khan on September 03, 2001
Friday, March 19, 2010
A Large Wave
Having collected the conch-shell
On the coast of an ocean
Scratching by it,
I write your sweet name on the wetted sand
And watch the dashing waves till the long time
Just at the right moment,
A large wave comes
And go away drenching my feet
And make the sand plain
It erases your ever memorable name
I put many paper yachts
Upon the waves of the ocean
Some of these sink in the ocean
And lose its fake existence
While some of these go away freely on the long way
Then, I come back to home with a lot of grieves
Composed by - Mustafeez Ali Khan
On - July 04, 2001
Etv News UP, Bareilly
On the coast of an ocean
Scratching by it,
I write your sweet name on the wetted sand
And watch the dashing waves till the long time
Just at the right moment,
A large wave comes
And go away drenching my feet
And make the sand plain
It erases your ever memorable name
I put many paper yachts
Upon the waves of the ocean
Some of these sink in the ocean
And lose its fake existence
While some of these go away freely on the long way
Then, I come back to home with a lot of grieves
Composed by - Mustafeez Ali Khan
On - July 04, 2001
Etv News UP, Bareilly
My Imagination
Thou art my imagination
It is cause of my acceptance
Seeing thee, the moon begin to fade
And move with thy falling steps
Peeping towards the earth
The fringe of the twinkling stars stays
And tries to steal the shining of thy face
The sun changes its rays’ colour
Seeing thy rosier lips
The clouds have stolen the collirium
Of thy eyes to make black itself
And asked for thy scarf
To overshadow upon the earth
September 25, 2001
MUSTAFEEZ ALI KHAN
BAREILLY UP
It is cause of my acceptance
Seeing thee, the moon begin to fade
And move with thy falling steps
Peeping towards the earth
The fringe of the twinkling stars stays
And tries to steal the shining of thy face
The sun changes its rays’ colour
Seeing thy rosier lips
The clouds have stolen the collirium
Of thy eyes to make black itself
And asked for thy scarf
To overshadow upon the earth
September 25, 2001
MUSTAFEEZ ALI KHAN
BAREILLY UP
Love Is Ashes
I will not write any letter to you by my precious tear
You think of not a bit and without reading it, you tear
Not only so, but you run over it and make a false pretence
While you show a lit to it and hurt my heart in ill-sense
Everywhere, the ashes of my love flies, on moving sphere
You give this grief, falls as pearls from eyes, many a tear
January 19, 1999
MUSTAFEEZ ALI KHAN
BAREILLY UP
You think of not a bit and without reading it, you tear
Not only so, but you run over it and make a false pretence
While you show a lit to it and hurt my heart in ill-sense
Everywhere, the ashes of my love flies, on moving sphere
You give this grief, falls as pearls from eyes, many a tear
January 19, 1999
MUSTAFEEZ ALI KHAN
BAREILLY UP
Saturday, February 20, 2010
A Seized Black Pearl
To leave me, when your have gone;
So, today, I have made you disown.
From my love’s right and passions
My heart is just like expectations
And likes a seized black pearl
This compares to the life of a girl
I am lasting for her and feel so blue
Because, to refuse her, I have no clue
This pearl is condensed tear of my eyes
I always talk to myself in choked voice
Composed by -
Mustafeez Ali Khan
October 08, 2001
So, today, I have made you disown.
From my love’s right and passions
My heart is just like expectations
And likes a seized black pearl
This compares to the life of a girl
I am lasting for her and feel so blue
Because, to refuse her, I have no clue
This pearl is condensed tear of my eyes
I always talk to myself in choked voice
Composed by -
Mustafeez Ali Khan
October 08, 2001
O Mankind!
O mankind!
Thou hast been created
For the defense of humanity
But, today, art thou mad?
Hast thou gone astray?
Or hast thou been misled
By thy religious orthodox
God created a human-being
And filled the same blood in everybody
But, thou hast altered it
Into Hindu, Muslim, Sikh and Christian
Thou may be a follower of any religion
But thou must be a human-being first
Composed by -
Mustafeez Ali Khan
October 22, 2001
Thou hast been created
For the defense of humanity
But, today, art thou mad?
Hast thou gone astray?
Or hast thou been misled
By thy religious orthodox
God created a human-being
And filled the same blood in everybody
But, thou hast altered it
Into Hindu, Muslim, Sikh and Christian
Thou may be a follower of any religion
But thou must be a human-being first
Composed by -
Mustafeez Ali Khan
October 22, 2001
The World – In Gripped Of Inhumanity
Even since, the world has come
In gripped of evils being free
The world and I, both have made a sum
In which sincere and liars are to see
This sum has a glance of feeling
That sees nothing a man but a human
To make mine, I have to make dealing
Who may help me in it, I found none
Dealing is the sign to join one to another
All are human being and should be only human
It is he who learns me it all, is my father
We have been created only for our own nation
We are to try to be dedicated to our country
And build such a motherland upon the earth
As may send her message beyond boundary
And we will be totally nationalist since our birth
Composed by
Mustafeez Ali Khan
28 October 2001
In gripped of evils being free
The world and I, both have made a sum
In which sincere and liars are to see
This sum has a glance of feeling
That sees nothing a man but a human
To make mine, I have to make dealing
Who may help me in it, I found none
Dealing is the sign to join one to another
All are human being and should be only human
It is he who learns me it all, is my father
We have been created only for our own nation
We are to try to be dedicated to our country
And build such a motherland upon the earth
As may send her message beyond boundary
And we will be totally nationalist since our birth
Composed by
Mustafeez Ali Khan
28 October 2001
Wednesday, February 17, 2010
Thy Face Is Matchless
Love O Love! O my Love
Thy face is matchless
As the imagination of the poet
As the desires of a lover
As the need of thirsty man
As the dew of morning
Thy face is matchless
Thy eyes – like a tavern
Thy lips – like the wine-glass
Thy cheeks – like the mirror
Thy locks – like the black clouds
Thy face is matchless
All the bloomed flowers are ashamed
After looking at thy face
The withered lotuses have bloomed
Seeing the shining of thy forehead
Thy face is matchless
These yawnings of thy awaking
These forgettings in thy love
These shadows of thy love
These clarinets of thy voice
Yet, thy face is matchless
Composed by -
Mustafeez Ali Khan
June 26, 2001
Thy face is matchless
As the imagination of the poet
As the desires of a lover
As the need of thirsty man
As the dew of morning
Thy face is matchless
Thy eyes – like a tavern
Thy lips – like the wine-glass
Thy cheeks – like the mirror
Thy locks – like the black clouds
Thy face is matchless
All the bloomed flowers are ashamed
After looking at thy face
The withered lotuses have bloomed
Seeing the shining of thy forehead
Thy face is matchless
These yawnings of thy awaking
These forgettings in thy love
These shadows of thy love
These clarinets of thy voice
Yet, thy face is matchless
Composed by -
Mustafeez Ali Khan
June 26, 2001
Monday, February 15, 2010
Listen! O Human Beings
O human beings!
Many uncountable religious books
Have been sent for you
It is fair, so, let me say
Many followers accepted all theses books
But you did not regard them
You regarded the Al-Qur’an
But you did not heed
The quotations of this holy book
You accepted The Ramayana
But you did not follow
The verses of the Ram-fiction
You believed in Guru-Grantha
But you did not adopt
The comments of the Guru preaching
You believed in The Bible
But you did not imitate
The preaching of The Adam Book
Having seen all these things
Tears condensed in the layers of eyes
Alas! Books are yours, verses not yours
Composed by -
Mustafeez Ali Khan
on October 25, 2001
Many uncountable religious books
Have been sent for you
It is fair, so, let me say
Many followers accepted all theses books
But you did not regard them
You regarded the Al-Qur’an
But you did not heed
The quotations of this holy book
You accepted The Ramayana
But you did not follow
The verses of the Ram-fiction
You believed in Guru-Grantha
But you did not adopt
The comments of the Guru preaching
You believed in The Bible
But you did not imitate
The preaching of The Adam Book
Having seen all these things
Tears condensed in the layers of eyes
Alas! Books are yours, verses not yours
Composed by -
Mustafeez Ali Khan
on October 25, 2001
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