"malika" poems
This is Malika:
A queen, whose jingling beads charm kings to stoop,
And beauty intoxicates men to stupor.
That even men of muse ponder upon her mute
And how her smile drives the clouds and her voice calms the winds.
The star that does not leave my sky,
even in the darkest of nights.
With brilliancy like that of the rising sun;
Whose ray of love has blurred my vision:
All I see is beauty upon beauty and light upon light.
The peacock of birds who walks in beauty and humility
That no eyes can see, but mine.
A cure for the soul that brings the heart to its senses.
This is my Malika and I am her Malik.
©By Abdulmalik Jibril
Jan 10, 2020
Jan 10, 2020 at 5:11 AM UTC
Sifar se nayab banu,
Tere tabeer ki malika rahu.
Ye murad, ye hasrat hai meri
Ulfat banke chhavu, hayaat me teri !!
Mere nam ko tere nam se jodu,
Ye khwahish hai adhuri.
Talashna teri Khushiyon ko, hai trishna meri
Ulfat banke chhavu, hayaat me teri !!
Khuda se pucha, kya hai maqaam mera?
Us khuda se pucha, kya hai maqaam mera?
Bole mehr-o-maah...
Tera dil, tera aashiyana kre tammana meri
Ulfat banke chhavu, hayaat me teri !!
Jul 16, 2020
Jul 16, 2020 at 1:42 PM UTC
Longing
By Siska Fannita
Eyes gazing to the empty morning
Dew even hiding behind leaves
Whispering to the grasses
As if don’t heed words that hang loosely
This longing so painful my nur
If you know that
You are gone so long
Until I can’t wait
Everyday feels dizzy waiting for your presence
Sometimes antsy flaming in my heart
I force the wind to convey my longing
But, it’s just go up in the air
Longing, seems painful oppress the heart
Dejected, strike heart niche of the soul
No one can cure
Except you, my one malika
Apr 9, 2015
Apr 9, 2015 at 11:09 PM UTC