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Mirza Sharafat Hussain Beigh
22/M/Srinagar    A young poet born on soil of martyrdom India. Mirza Sharafat is a noted name in English poetry. Though a romantic poet, filled with melancholy …

Poems

Jo tum Magroor ** to **
Mujhe Magroor mat samjho
Jo tum Magroor ** to **
Mujhe Magroor mat samjho
Mere in rashto ko
Manzilo se dur mat samjho
Sharafat ko meri kamjorio
Ka naam mat dena
Mai chup hu Soch kar ke kuch
Mujhe majboor mat Samjho
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On Thursday evening
I pray near a Grave in Kashmir
Incense sticks
And candles
Lit in bundles
Aroma makes me feel
As I kneel

This is land of my forefathers
Where they rest
I too look for a place nearest
I belong to these graves
Here my soul craves
To sleep till eternity
In the Eden of divinity
What else I Should ask
That has more dignity
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Mirza Sharafat
Mirza Sharafat visits an ancestral graveyard  at Zadibal in Srinagar. On every Thursday evening Shiitte Muslims light candles and incense sticks on graves. This aura relieves poet and he feels his belongingness to graves where his forefathers rest. He looks for a place nearest where his soul craves to sleep for eternity.
Hum  to  yun  aam   hai,  pur naaz    hotey
Warna  ap   par   bhi   asar   andaz   hotey

Tere  saaz  se  kaha  mili   hai  meri  awaaz
Phir   tere   asraar    ke    humraaz   hotey

Dikhatey hum manatey  hai  yaaru ko kaise
Kabhi  aa.kar wo hum se  to naraaz  hotey

Is Ishq me daikhey  hain  jo  Qatal gah  bhi
Kaash  us   inteha  ke  hum  aghaaz   hotey

Is  bey-jaan shayiri se wo ro padi  Sharafat
Shayir na hotey, kam az kam jaanbaz hotey
A free verse Urdu poem.