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Naqsh Faryadi
Urdu Script
Ù?Ù?Ø´ ÙرÛ?ادÛ? ÛÛ? کس Ú©Û? Ø´Ù?Ø®Û?٠تØرÛ?ر کا
کاغذÛ? ÛÛ? Ù¾Û?رÛÙ? Ûر Ù¾Û?کر٠تصÙ?Û?ر کا
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Mirza Ghalib
Urdu Script
Ù?Ù?Ø´ ÙرÛ?ادÛ? ÛÛ? کس Ú©Û? Ø´Ù?Ø®Û?٠تØرÛ?ر کا
کاغذÛ? ÛÛ? Ù¾Û?رÛÙ? Ûر Ù¾Û?کر٠تصÙ?Û?ر کا
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Mirza Ghalib
Marginalia
Sometimes the notes are ferocious,
skirmishes against the author
raging along the borders of every page
in tiny black script.
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Billy Collins
Sometimes the notes are ferocious,
skirmishes against the author
raging along the borders of every page
in tiny black script.
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Billy Collins
Truth To Tell
Vous n'etes que les masques sur des faces masquees
-Apollinaire
Start, then, with a sense of beginning, of sleep
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Jared Carter
Vous n'etes que les masques sur des faces masquees
-Apollinaire
Start, then, with a sense of beginning, of sleep
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Jared Carter
Remembrance
When the loud day for men who sow and reap
Grows still, and on the silence of the town
The unsubstantial veils of night and sleep,
The meed of the day's labour, settle down,
.....
Alexander Sergeyevich Pushkin
When the loud day for men who sow and reap
Grows still, and on the silence of the town
The unsubstantial veils of night and sleep,
The meed of the day's labour, settle down,
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Alexander Sergeyevich Pushkin
Treasure Trove
We were a crew of what you please,
Men with the lust of gold gone mad;
Dutch and Yankee and Portuguese,
With a nigger or two from Trinidad,
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Madison Julius Cawein
We were a crew of what you please,
Men with the lust of gold gone mad;
Dutch and Yankee and Portuguese,
With a nigger or two from Trinidad,
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Madison Julius Cawein
Brother Jim
My brother Jim's a millionaire,
while I have scarce a penny;
His face is creased with lines of care,
While my mug hasn't any.
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Robert Service
My brother Jim's a millionaire,
while I have scarce a penny;
His face is creased with lines of care,
While my mug hasn't any.
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Robert Service
The Poet Care
CARE is a Poet fine:
He works in shade or shine,
And leavesâ??you know his sign!â??
No day without its line.
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Victor James Daley
CARE is a Poet fine:
He works in shade or shine,
And leavesâ??you know his sign!â??
No day without its line.
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Victor James Daley
Renyard The Fox - Part 2
On old Cold Crendon's windy tops
Grows wintrily Blown Hilcote Copse,
Wind-bitten beech with badger barrows,
Where brocks eat wasp-grubs with their marrows,
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John Masefield
On old Cold Crendon's windy tops
Grows wintrily Blown Hilcote Copse,
Wind-bitten beech with badger barrows,
Where brocks eat wasp-grubs with their marrows,
.....
John Masefield
Conjugi Carissimae
Marble fragment, freed at last
From thy prison of the past,
By a spade-thrust brought to light
After centuries of night,-
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John L. Stoddard
Marble fragment, freed at last
From thy prison of the past,
By a spade-thrust brought to light
After centuries of night,-
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John L. Stoddard
In A Columbarium
The autumn sun still bravely streams
Along the tomb-girt Appian Way,
And warms the heart of one who dreams
Of all its splendor on the day
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John L. Stoddard
The autumn sun still bravely streams
Along the tomb-girt Appian Way,
And warms the heart of one who dreams
Of all its splendor on the day
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John L. Stoddard
Absolution Ii
UNBIND thine eyes, with thine own soul confer,
Look on the sins that made thy life unclean,
Behold how poor thy vaunted virtues were,
How weak thy faith, thy deeds how small and mean,
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Edith Nesbit
UNBIND thine eyes, with thine own soul confer,
Look on the sins that made thy life unclean,
Behold how poor thy vaunted virtues were,
How weak thy faith, thy deeds how small and mean,
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Edith Nesbit
The Shadow Of God
To Mohács
in the marshlands, still in the pouring rain,
August 29th, 1526, where those summoned
and hastily gathered died in thousands
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Ken Smith
To Mohács
in the marshlands, still in the pouring rain,
August 29th, 1526, where those summoned
and hastily gathered died in thousands
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Ken Smith
After Sixty Years
RING, bells! flags, fly! and let the great crowd roar
Its ecstasy. Let the hid heart in prayer
Lift up your name. God bless you evermore,
Lady, who have the noblest crown to wear
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Edith Nesbit
RING, bells! flags, fly! and let the great crowd roar
Its ecstasy. Let the hid heart in prayer
Lift up your name. God bless you evermore,
Lady, who have the noblest crown to wear
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Edith Nesbit
Evensong
There was a time we had the power
To build with Silent Thought
The perfect heaven-reaching tower,
As ancient seers have taught.
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Bernard O'dowd
There was a time we had the power
To build with Silent Thought
The perfect heaven-reaching tower,
As ancient seers have taught.
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Bernard O'dowd
Last Stanzas Of The Bush
WHERE is Australia, singer, do you know?
These sordid farms and joyless factories,
Mephitic mines and lanes of pallid woe?
Those ugly towns and cities such as these
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Bernard O'dowd
WHERE is Australia, singer, do you know?
These sordid farms and joyless factories,
Mephitic mines and lanes of pallid woe?
Those ugly towns and cities such as these
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Bernard O'dowd
Only Serpents
Only serpents let their skin be fallen
And a soul - all grown up and old.
We, alas, change an eternal soul,
Leaving body in eternal hold.
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Nikolai Stepanovich Gumilev
Only serpents let their skin be fallen
And a soul - all grown up and old.
We, alas, change an eternal soul,
Leaving body in eternal hold.
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Nikolai Stepanovich Gumilev
Carol Of Occupations
COME closer to me;
Push close, my lovers, and take the best I possess;
Yield closer and closer, and give me the best you possess.
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Walt Whitman
COME closer to me;
Push close, my lovers, and take the best I possess;
Yield closer and closer, and give me the best you possess.
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Walt Whitman
Lines In Memory Of Edmund Morris
Dear Morris--here is your letter--
Can my answer reach you now?
Fate has left me your debtor,
You will remember how;
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Duncan Campbell Scott
Dear Morris--here is your letter--
Can my answer reach you now?
Fate has left me your debtor,
You will remember how;
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Duncan Campbell Scott
Brunton Stephens
Dedicated by special permission to Her Most Gracious Majesty Queen Victoria.
We cried, â??How long!â? We sighed, â??Not yet;â?
And still with faces dawnward set
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James Brunton Stephens
Dedicated by special permission to Her Most Gracious Majesty Queen Victoria.
We cried, â??How long!â? We sighed, â??Not yet;â?
And still with faces dawnward set
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James Brunton Stephens
The Forgotten Dialect Of The Heart
How astonishing it is that language can almost mean,
and frightening that it does not quite. Love, we say,
God, we say, Rome and Michiko, we write, and the words
get it all wrong. We say bread and it means according
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Jack Gilbert
How astonishing it is that language can almost mean,
and frightening that it does not quite. Love, we say,
God, we say, Rome and Michiko, we write, and the words
get it all wrong. We say bread and it means according
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Jack Gilbert
Winter Nears
Winter nears. Once more
the bearâ??s secret retreat
will vanish under mudâ??s floor,
to a childâ??s fretful grief.
.....
Boris Pasternak
Winter nears. Once more
the bearâ??s secret retreat
will vanish under mudâ??s floor,
to a childâ??s fretful grief.
.....
Boris Pasternak
The Bridge: Atlantis
Through the bound cable strands, the arching path
Upward, veering with light, the flight of strings,â??
Taut miles of shuttling moonlight syncopate
The whispered rush, telepathy of wires.
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Harold Hart Crane
Through the bound cable strands, the arching path
Upward, veering with light, the flight of strings,â??
Taut miles of shuttling moonlight syncopate
The whispered rush, telepathy of wires.
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Harold Hart Crane
The Growth Of Love
1
They that in play can do the thing they would,
Having an instinct throned in reason's place,
--And every perfect action hath the grace
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Robert Seymour Bridges
1
They that in play can do the thing they would,
Having an instinct throned in reason's place,
--And every perfect action hath the grace
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Robert Seymour Bridges
Get Work
On one fine but fatal morning in the early Eocene,
Lo, a brawny Bloke set out to dig a hole:
First of men to put a puncture in the tertiary green
Was this early, neolithic, human mole.
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Clarence Michael James Stanislaus Dennis
On one fine but fatal morning in the early Eocene,
Lo, a brawny Bloke set out to dig a hole:
First of men to put a puncture in the tertiary green
Was this early, neolithic, human mole.
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Clarence Michael James Stanislaus Dennis
Brother Jim
My brother Jim's a millionaire,
while I have scarce a penny;
His face is creased with lines of care,
While my mug hasn't any.
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Robert William Service
My brother Jim's a millionaire,
while I have scarce a penny;
His face is creased with lines of care,
While my mug hasn't any.
.....
Robert William Service
Damascus, What Are You Doing To Me?
1
My voice rings out, this time, from Damascus
It rings out from the house of my mother and father
In Sham. The geography of my body changes.
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Nizar Qabbani
1
My voice rings out, this time, from Damascus
It rings out from the house of my mother and father
In Sham. The geography of my body changes.
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Nizar Qabbani
Peccavi, Domine
O Power to whom this earthly clime
Is but an atom in the whole,
O Poet-heart of Space and Time,
O Maker and Immortal Soul,
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Archibald Lampman
O Power to whom this earthly clime
Is but an atom in the whole,
O Poet-heart of Space and Time,
O Maker and Immortal Soul,
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Archibald Lampman
Of Modern Poetry
The poem of the mind in the act of finding
What will suffice. It has not always had
To find: the scene was set; it repeated what
Was in the script.
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Wallace Stevens
The poem of the mind in the act of finding
What will suffice. It has not always had
To find: the scene was set; it repeated what
Was in the script.
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Wallace Stevens
Wall, Cave, And Pillar Statements, After Asoka
In order to perfect all readers
the statements should he carved
on rock walls, on cave walls,
and on the sides of pillars so
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Alan Dugan
In order to perfect all readers
the statements should he carved
on rock walls, on cave walls,
and on the sides of pillars so
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Alan Dugan
Lonely Soul
Alone in sorrow I journey
Striding painfully in snail pace
Lost in the desert of loneliness.
Seductively Melancholy called
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Okon Singingsoul
Alone in sorrow I journey
Striding painfully in snail pace
Lost in the desert of loneliness.
Seductively Melancholy called
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Okon Singingsoul
Delta Flight 659
-to Sean Penn
I'm writing this on a plane, Sean Penn,
with my black Pilot Razor ballpoint pen.
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Denise Duhamel
-to Sean Penn
I'm writing this on a plane, Sean Penn,
with my black Pilot Razor ballpoint pen.
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Denise Duhamel
Nursery Rhyme. Xlv. Tales. The Story Of Catskin
The Story Of Catskin.
There once was a gentleman grand,
Who lived at his country seat;
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Unknown
The Story Of Catskin.
There once was a gentleman grand,
Who lived at his country seat;
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Unknown
Life Is A Script
As men spend their fleeting minutes
My wandering mind read the stories wrinkles wrote
In bold fonts on the faces of old warlords
Of life untapped treasures
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Inung Levator
As men spend their fleeting minutes
My wandering mind read the stories wrinkles wrote
In bold fonts on the faces of old warlords
Of life untapped treasures
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Inung Levator
Didactic
The scramble for script presence
Prominent and impasive pieces of the puzzle,
Force their way to the print essence
Paramount are all but the blaze;
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Blessing Sibanda
The scramble for script presence
Prominent and impasive pieces of the puzzle,
Force their way to the print essence
Paramount are all but the blaze;
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Blessing Sibanda
Woodnotes Ii
As sunbeams stream through liberal space
And nothing jostle or displace,
So waved the pine-tree through my thought
And fanned the dreams it never brought.
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Ralph Waldo Emerson
As sunbeams stream through liberal space
And nothing jostle or displace,
So waved the pine-tree through my thought
And fanned the dreams it never brought.
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Ralph Waldo Emerson
This Isn't Love
Honey, I can differentiate love from dissembling.
And if this manipulation is what you call love,
I’m afraid you really don’t know what love is.
The sad thing is that I’ve wasted my love on you.
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Marlon Pitter
Honey, I can differentiate love from dissembling.
And if this manipulation is what you call love,
I’m afraid you really don’t know what love is.
The sad thing is that I’ve wasted my love on you.
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Marlon Pitter
Eucalyptus Forest
Skies outside are calling come let us go –
Let us run in the Eucalyptus forests
Which have grown tall as the steeples of churches
Where red Camellias are dreaming in silences
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Seshendra Sharma
Skies outside are calling come let us go –
Let us run in the Eucalyptus forests
Which have grown tall as the steeples of churches
Where red Camellias are dreaming in silences
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Seshendra Sharma
Life; The Classroom
Each time I took a test, I was learning
A certificate must be a ticket to better earnings
I took studies on self-worth,
Contentment was no sentiment
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Ajiboye Temitopelodobaba
Each time I took a test, I was learning
A certificate must be a ticket to better earnings
I took studies on self-worth,
Contentment was no sentiment
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Ajiboye Temitopelodobaba
Shakespeare's Expostulation
Masters, I sleep not quiet in my grave,
There where they laid me, by the Avon shore,
In that some crazy wights have set it forth
By arguments most false and fanciful,
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Arthur Conan Doyle
Masters, I sleep not quiet in my grave,
There where they laid me, by the Avon shore,
In that some crazy wights have set it forth
By arguments most false and fanciful,
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Arthur Conan Doyle
"i Can't Breathe..." (for George Floyd And The Rest Of Us)
"I can't breathe..."
Who cares?
It's another expendable darkie
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Samuel Dare Ekohimi
"I can't breathe..."
Who cares?
It's another expendable darkie
.....
Samuel Dare Ekohimi
The Flesh Of My Flesh
If I were Shakespeare I would write a drama about you,
If I were Dickens, a novel would be.
If I were Picasso, I would paint you,
And if I were Russell Lowell, I think a poem would do good
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Khayelihle Bongiswa Gamedze
If I were Shakespeare I would write a drama about you,
If I were Dickens, a novel would be.
If I were Picasso, I would paint you,
And if I were Russell Lowell, I think a poem would do good
.....
Khayelihle Bongiswa Gamedze
Epilogue To Emblems Of Love
What shall we do for Love these days?
How shall we make an altar-blaze
To smite the horny eyes of men
With the renown of our Heaven,
.....
Lascelles Abercrombie
What shall we do for Love these days?
How shall we make an altar-blaze
To smite the horny eyes of men
With the renown of our Heaven,
.....
Lascelles Abercrombie
The Inscription (a Tale)
Sir John was entombed, and the crypt was closed, and she,
Like a soul that could meet no more the sight of the sun,
Inclined her in weepings and prayings continually,
As his widowed one.
.....
Thomas Hardy
Sir John was entombed, and the crypt was closed, and she,
Like a soul that could meet no more the sight of the sun,
Inclined her in weepings and prayings continually,
As his widowed one.
.....
Thomas Hardy
Folie A Deux
Being faithful to the biggest lies,
spoiled by delusions and corrupted ties.
Shallow shared psychosis belief,
highly specialist identity thief.
.....
Robert Rittel
Being faithful to the biggest lies,
spoiled by delusions and corrupted ties.
Shallow shared psychosis belief,
highly specialist identity thief.
.....
Robert Rittel
Egypt Of My Old Days
On a run that seemed so long — cut short —
I felt abandoned by those who birthed me.
Spending tireless days weeping
Under the hand that once tamed me
.....
Symon Maguru
On a run that seemed so long — cut short —
I felt abandoned by those who birthed me.
Spending tireless days weeping
Under the hand that once tamed me
.....
Symon Maguru