LOVE AT FIRST SIGHT
MATLOOB BOKHARI

When the first time I met you
You were like a nymph from heaven
I looked  into your eyes
And forgot everything else

Then I remembered
I loved you  many times before,
Before coming here, I had promised
You are all I ever wanted

MY Place IS Placeless
Matloob Bokhari


You are moonlight
You are fragrance in the breeze
I am bewildered to see you
I am speechless
In the frenzy of my love
I am drifting in the sea of your love
Now and then ,joy and  depression
Dark thoughts and light of love
I am senseless
You and I are inseparable
I want to kiss you  with tenderness
I am helpless
I live for you, my  love is timeless
My heart ,where you are living,
Has become a room of prayer
All  I belong to you!
I am a nameless poet
My place is placeless!

Persian Khushi Sweet and touching


Deanna Caroline Bosworth How precious!...Quite the romantic

    Connie Hofacker Hemmerich Senter Wow, I feel the commitment of your heart...a room of prayer, so very toucing, Matloob. Thank you, for sharing.
Fran Ayers So lovely!!.I missed your poetry!!
Natasha Nabokov Thank you, . Kiss kiss
    Barbara Shoetaker You write so passionately.
Demelia Denton A writer of many explicit romantic words Matloob Bokhari ~ Beautifully written
Lindy Michaels Really lovely...

THESE EYES,THESE BEAUTIFUL EYES

When you looked at me
The fire of your eyes created
Deep waves in the sea of my soul
I am drowning deeper and deeper
In the wide ocean of infinite love
These eyes,these beautiful eyes
Made me see deep in the ocean
And imbibe wisdom from the sky
These eyes,these beautiful eyes
Painted kindness on my mind;
And  inscribed love on my heart
These eyes,these beautiful eyes
More beautiful than the starry night
More sweet than the moonbeam kiss
More kind than  the perfumed garden
These eyes,these beautiful eyes

COME, AYE COME!
Matloob Bokhari



Come, aye Come!
O the beauty of heaven!
Night in richly coloured dress is welcoming, come!
O the glory of stars!
Night stars like diamonds are welcoming, come!
O the ornament of moon!
In your absence, bright moon is welcoming,
Come!
O the queen of sky!
Scented air in night freshness is welcoming, come!
O the north polar star!
Moth orbiting around light has utterly consumed
Without form or body, is a part of beauty, come!
O the queen of light!
Carol of birds is playing melody sweet in tune.
My heart beating; cold callous gale started blowing.
Night has rolled hours away; moist has dampened my heart.
Come, aye come!!










COMMENTS  :  COME AYE COME

Kristen Scott: I love this very VERY much.  This is hauntingly beautiful and  each word of the poem is flowing in my  veins  like the poetry of my favorit  poet, Federico Garcia Lorca..
Vern Ford : I can almost hear Buffy Saint Marie singing your absolutely breathtaking poems!
Laura Oliva Palacio:  Magnifique voila!!!! What a beautiful poem! With simple words, but of great significance make one clearly perceived the sweet and sensitive young hearts have inspiration in the bright universe of love and the infinite .. Thank you so much for sharing  Matloob !!!
Laura Grillo Laveglia: I love your poem. It is written in Edwardian style and this I adore!!!
Neil Perry :Refreshing and magical.


Gary Leikas: ahhhh . . . . mesmerizing music and thought . .
Kevin M. Hibshman : Amazingly beautiful...

A POOR GIRL
Matloob Bokhari

In a fortified city –land of social divide,
Where lordly rulers, sadly greedy reside.
I saw a girl, searching a scrap of food.
Hunger poured out from her innocent face.
Pain and poverty had silenced her smile.
On my question, stammering, she replied;
“In poverty, I am walking on thorns of life;
Parent without shelter, pass nights in a tent
And days of sorrow in the shadow of tree.”
Listening this, my eyes wept with tears.
Kissing her ***** and tired hands, I said:
“Love you, my poor girl; your story is so sad.”
Looking at me, my Murshud smilingly said,
“O created for Eternal Bliss, Give and will be given,
True joy in life is to share a slice of bread
Live a simple life; so others may simply live.”









COMMENTS  :  A POOR GIRL

Kristen Scott:  Poignant, heartfelt, and an awakening against female brutality ~ well-done my friend, Kristen
  Gary Leikas: Really lovely, tender and compassionate poem !! Poverty is more sad if that comes from the poor spirit. Love is pure gold !! Love is the only one that we have a real treasure . A beautiful  piece.

I LOVE YOU MADLY
POET LOVE

Let the whole world know it,
I love you madly!
You are not here,
But you are with me!
When I sleep, you are in my dream!
When I am alone , you are my company!
I can touch you, kiss you!
Amidst flowers, I embrace you!
You are in  the tender rose ,  
You are in the perfume of  breeze,
You are in the tales of love songs,
You are in the glass of wine,
It is not full moon, but your  face,
Eternal is our love, my friend!
We will depart, but our love will never die!
Unless  we  say  goodbye.
I am insane, let the sanes   laugh at me!!

Tami Lee W This is a very passionate & powerful poem, filled with such deep emotions. Enjoyable.

SONG OF LOVE
MATLOOB BOKHARI
Let us sit on the grass
And smoke the pipe of peace.
Let us go in the dark, silent alley
And light a lamp with gentle  smiles.
Let us walk on the sand of Karbala
And conquer hate with  love.
Let us learn  from  sparrow and nightingale
Sit in chapel , sing in mosque, stay  in mandar
The world is a sweet smelling  rose,
Why to  fill it with bombs and blasts?

AN ODE TO A BABY
MATLOOB BOKHARI

I saw a baby in a valley wet with dews
Standing   in the wholesome herbs
And flowers of fresh hues
Plain air was ruffling her hair
She was honey sweet and a pure chaste flower
No bee has ****** her;  no wasp has stung her
The valley was alive with the music of stream
With flowers so various, so beautiful, so new,
So stunning sunlit blue sky,  so sweet cool breeze
In the valley ,  the baby  was the most delightful flower
I praised her  with all my heart and with all my  mind
O sweet heaven, lucky will be the one
Who would taste her  before his death
Few moments in the valley have made a forever memory
I still smell the perfume of her beauty   when  lay awake at night
The baby  even to date brightens  up  my soul with her smiles

( A FRIEND'S GIFT)          

          WINE BEARER
               MATLOOB BOKHARI

O    wine bearer
O wine-bearer! brighten my cup with your reflection
Your face’s  reflection in cup is sweeter  than  my wine
O moon of the glorious night,listen
In the lonely, silent blue room
You are my only single  candle light,
In the middle of Sahara  desert high noon
You are cool morning breeze, a lovely pearly  drop
O breath of my life!
Walk amidst rose garden in a ruby dress
Where perfume unlocks your long locks
Darker than  thick dark clouds in the sky
O my sweet friend
Tell me tale  of love of immortal Waris Shah
Lord of immortal verses in  the halls of eternity,
Sing hymn of peace with twinkling stars
Teach forgiveness to wolves with your smile
Spread love  with the light of your gentle look
Pray for dawn with the sounds of midnight
I  am your  insane lover, logic laughs at me



















Natasha Nabokov Oh, so sweet of you. Thank you for the pleasure of your verses. You are like my first love Tagore, gently and drunkenly adorable

THE Beautiful Face
Matloob Bokhari
I saw a moving full moon over the sea
Then I saw the face of a maiden
I stopped and said, “Moon is fair
But the sweet magic of her face is
  Fairer far, which attracted my eyes
Captured my heart and won my soul."

DREAM
                                                                             MATLOOB BOKHARI


                              In a dream, I am where meadows are in bloom,
                               Where days are full of spring flowers
                           Nights are packed with  incense burning tables
                         Where gentle breeze exhales his sweet breath,
                      Where silky girls with long necks are dancing in arms
                     Where women ,brilliantly white with shinning skin,
                     Are weaving necklaces of narcissus flowers
                         Boys are wearing garlands of white violets
                Tender girls, wearing royal and rich perfume
                   Are  speaking honey-coloured  words with sweet lips
                      All are happy,  laughing and drinking
                   Singing , dancing ,embracing and kissing
       Where enemies are  killed not by bombs but kisses
             Here, everyone speaks sweetly, laughs attractively
          With shinning  faces and joyous hearts


Karyn Walker Brother Matloob,

Love conquers all is what you honestly express,
in lines that deserve the best and nothing less.
Wishing you happiness sweetness and a pen
that continues to compose with vigor and zest!
Reaching always from the North,
south, east, and west!
Sending all my love,
― Karishmananda


Michele Vizzotti-White Heavenly, thats cool that the boys r wearing flowers. I love the laughs attractively line... people w/ unattractive laughs bother me a little more then they should ...well versed or should i say dreamed...
Connie Hofacker Hemmerich Senter You dream of peace, my dear friend...I too dream of peace. Beautiful poem, Matloob, thank you, for sharing. ...perhaps one day, our dreams will become reality. I pray it will be so, in our lifetimes.


Sandra Delussu where is this place, Matloob?...it's worth a visit, isn't it?

DREAM
                                                                             MATLOOB BOKHARI


                              In a dream, I am where meadows are in bloom,
                               Where days are full of spring flowers
                           Nights are packed with  incense burning tables
                         Where gentle breeze exhales his sweet breath,
                      Where silky girls with long necks are dancing in arms
                     Where women ,brilliantly white with shinning skin,
                     Are weaving necklaces of narcissus flowers
                         Boys are wearing garlands of white violets
                Tender girls, wearing royal and rich perfume
                   Are  speaking honey-coloured  words with sweet lips
                      All are happy,  laughing and drinking
                   Singing , dancing ,embracing and kissing
       Where enemies are  killed not by bombs but kisses
             Here, everyone speaks sweetly, laughs attractively
          With shinning  faces and joyous hearts


Karyn Walker Brother Matloob,

Love conquers all is what you honestly express,
in lines that deserve the best and nothing less.
Wishing you happiness sweetness and a pen
that continues to compose with vigor and zest!
Reaching always from the North,
south, east, and west!
Sending all my love,
― Karishmananda


Michele Vizzotti-White Heavenly, thats cool that the boys r wearing flowers. I love the laughs attractively line... people w/ unattractive laughs bother me a little more then they should ...well versed or should i say dreamed...
Connie Hofacker Hemmerich Senter You dream of peace, my dear friend...I too dream of peace. Beautiful poem, Matloob, thank you, for sharing. ...perhaps one day, our dreams will become reality. I pray it will be so, in our lifetimes.


Sandra Delussu where is this place, Matloob?...it's worth a visit, isn't it?

LOVE STORY
                   MATLOOB BOKHARI
Last night , in the midnight, we were together,
Walking  hand in hand  with tears of smiles.
You were my  flower,  perfume of my heart.
Looking  at me with  soft eyes  with long lashes,
With tears and smiles, kissing me with your ruby lips.
Lying in your arms, I tasted a touch of  your skin,
Your pain, your hot tears in the jaws of darkness.
Which broke the spell of my midnight dream.
Now  these love songs are the tears of my soul.
Ah me!  Broken moon is now without moonlight!

MY LOVE
MATLOOB BOKHARI




My love
You are the rising morning star
You are a red fish swimming in the pond
You are the fairest in the land
Your shinning skin, your lovely eyes
Your sweet lips, your fingers like lotus buds
Your narrow waist, your graceful steps
My love, richly clad in white linen
Your beauty is beyond comparison
My love, come to me again
Your love has penetrated all within me
I want to rejoice to see your beauty
I want to be your forever and ever
My love
Joy of world has he who embraces you,
Touches your breast, kisses your thighs

FREEDOM
MATLOOB BOKHARI


O the lowest low of my nation
O thousands locked up unjustly
O the poor with  empty stomachs
O sleepers of long, lonely, helpless night
Here  is no food, ignorance is everywhere
Here money, power, status are ruling
Come out singing “Freedom, freedom”
Let us break the unkind  laws
Let us bend the iron bars
Let us destroy the stone walls
Let us see not destination
Let us cry freedom,our freedom
Let us welcome the  rising sun

O MY Baby! LET ME SAY This!

O MY Baby! LET ME SAY This!
Matloob Bokhari


You are a dream in dream, so divine!
You are a recently sprung red rose, so fair!
You are a melody of love, so sweet!
You are a candle of hope, so bright!
You are a pearl of foaming arc, so fantastic!
You are a friend in darkness, so true!
You are peace and happiness, so soothing!
You are deep in my heart, so deep!
You are wine cocktailed with water, so yummy!
You are warm breeze, soft sunshine, so serene!
You are murmuring voice of midnight water, so sonorous!
You are dance on streams of sunbeams, so glorious!
You are  cold water needed by wanderer  of a desert, so blessed!
O baby, O my beautiful baby!
O my baby! Let me say this!
Those who know love, they know,
Love is a key to unlock the gate of Eden.

LET US FEED THE POOR
MATLOOB BOKHARI

My love
I am in unbearable pain
Mix  not  water
Pour the pure wine to the brim
Play sweet melodic music
Sing the song of love
And lay your white  arm  as a soft pillow
So that I may   sleep serenely
In the deep darkness of dead night
And may not see the suffering of   unjust world
Where murderous poverty has opened its jaw
Where sick and pale babes are without  food
Where  widows are moaning from sunrise to sunset
Where graceful  maidens are ***** and betrayed  
Where  orphans are weeping in the roaring wind
Where  poor children are wandering without shoes
Where  artistically cruel men are suppressing the men
My love
You  are the only   lamp in  darkness
Let us say farewell  to arms!
Let us feed the poor!
Let us feel the bliss

I LOVE YOU
MATLOOB BOKHARI
I sing in the rain and snow
Only because I love you!
Only because you looked at me with love
Only because  you held me in your arms
Only because you knelt on me and kissed me
Only because you live inside my heart
Only because your velvety skin intoxicated me
My lips and skin remember you
Come back, take hold of me in summer night
I cannot get you out of my mind, I miss you!
I love you!

I LOVE YOU, I LOVE YOU ALL
Matloob Bokhari

After crossing a wilderness of ignorance,
I met a pure and an unimaginable beauty.
“Oh lover, where are you going?
Who are you looking for? I am here.”
Said she happily with her lovely smile.
Birds of valley sang a harmonious songs
And the sky was lit by her resplendent face.
Moon and stars joined this festival of love.
Every moment was frozen with her beauty.
I forgot all my learning, lost all my strength.
My pens and books rendered me speechless.
Words unable to capture splendour of  scene.
Blessed by love; illumined by beauty, I spoke:
“You are an idol and I am your worshiper,
Ready to leave the earthly life for you.
I live for you, I love you. I love you all!”

I AM Lost When I Leave YOU
Matloob Bokhari
O fountain of my life
O my ever present companion
You are sitting in the deepest depth of my heart
You are joy of my life; you are life of my life
The garden of flowers grows radiant in your presence
My heart pulsates with unspeakable joy to see you
I adore you with my heart,  soul and mind
I wake up with your name on my lips
I sleep with your thought at night
You are my all in all, my sweet friend
We are from age to age together
We are from endless time together
I am lost When I leave you

THE ETERNAL LOVE
Matloob Bokhari

In a summer night, radiated with moon,
Thinking about seven skies and earth,
I was talking with scintillating stars.
Silence had invaded the silence of night.
Flowers and shrubs were praising Lord.
Suddenly, I heard a call of a fairy queen,
Bewildered me she with her beauty.
Then, offered a cup of wine, full of love.
Her blazing beauty enlightened my soul
And taught me a lesson of eternal Truth.
Lesson that was taught to Moses at Sinai.
I had a glimpse of Truth, beyond logic;
Saw white pearl preserved in a shell.
Where is my dress? where are my shoes?
Where is my life? where is my death?
Where is my body? where is my soul?
Am I in red flames or in purple rain?
No fear of hell, no greed of heaven.
A flower bloomed in the desert of my heart.
I am in love with Love more than love.
In the nightmare of darkness, barking dogs
Nor  see beauty of stars, nor state of a lover.