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  • altafmurtaza 5w

    Damaged faith

    O my creator
    How flawlessly
    You've created survivors
    And blessed us all with
    Unimaginable protectors
    You've sent messengers
    You've sent educators
    You've guided us with preachers
    In every epoch of human calendar
    But, we still act as a misguider

    O my creator
    Help us fix our
    Damaged faith and figure
    As you're the one and only
    The most merciful forgiver!

    ©altafmurtaza

  • altafmurtaza 5w

    All round me are words, wise words
    Discovered incidentally
    Refined by wits of ages
    Ubiquitous among peers
    Turned into a mechanism
    To attract the audience
    And gather the self-confidence

    ©altafmurtaza

  • altafmurtaza 5w

    Bequeathed art

    First time when I grabbed
    The pen to paint my monotonous
    Canvas with artistic shades
    Dilemma's inside of me questioned__
    "Would you be able to do it?"
    Still I search for the answer every day
    And the quest ends when
    I dredge back bequeathed art
    Little more to attain some lore
    Then the voice of gratitude says, see
    How amazingly dead poets painted it for you

    ©altafmurtaza

  • altafmurtaza 5w

    Addicted to the dark light
    Of night sky with sheer delight
    That I turn off every artificial bright,
    And wish electricity to stay off till midnight
    So that I can gulp the glass of ghazal
    With my selective sanguine sights.

    _____Altaf

  • altafmurtaza 5w

    Sunflower

    Some prodigious poets
    Titled me with wowser
    De facto a sinner
    Failed oracle considered
    As chef d'Oeuvre
    From golden tears
    To special outsider
    All appeared millionaire
    Beloved kin embowered
    Unfadingly love showered
    Verses of patience
    Caparisoned with power

    Gratitude to all caretakers
    Who have joined together
    And vowed to make
    This place a sunflower!

    ____Altaf

  • altafmurtaza 6w

    You're all Invincible

    Broken fetters and manacles
    Left my own world of shambles
    On your doorstep without hustle
    One is you: Invincible
    One is me: Incorrigible
    You're a bundle of miracles
    Add me in those chronicles
    Am I not eligible and compatible?
    To get your one glimpse of twinkle!

    ____Altaf

  • altafmurtaza 10w

    I met a writer from a cosmic world

    I met a writer
    from a cosmic world
    Who said____
    I feel the aura
    and efficacy
    Of your poetries
    every evening
    When I sit
    on the pedestal
    of my terrace

    I listen to your
    euphoric verses
    every dusk in the
    Flutter of warblers
    returning to their nests

    I behold the inveteracies
    of your declarations
    In every knackered souls
    passing by the road
    carrying bags filled
    With gazettes and groceries
    Back to their homes

    I sense the reclusion
    of your brief spells
    (That vanished in front
    of catchy narratives and epics)
    In this new age chic
    smouldering their cigars resolutely

    I met a writer
    from a cosmic world
    Who goes on to say that
    'I'm not a writer'
    But was destined
    To take the circular shape
    of a drop which subsists
    in this vast blue ocean!



    ©altafmurtaza

  • altafmurtaza 17w

    • Athirst ( strong crazy desire)
    • conspicuous ( noticeable)
    • Lachrymosity ( something tearful)
    • Allegiance ( devotion, loyalty)
    • cadence ( A rhythmic flow of words)

    • Clarence here refers to Clarence Thomas who is famous for having doubted the resurrection of Jesus Christ

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    A COMMENCEMENT

    Athirst for conspicuous change
    But crunch in self credence
    Lachrymosity out of allegiance
    (In)candescent into clarence
    Cracked zilch except grand cadence

    ___Altaf

  • altafmurtaza 19w

    Once when I was young and angry

    Once when I was young and angry
    People exulted, left me in misery
    It didn't shake my ignited imagery
    But resulted in making me a denizen of solitary

    I wasn't studying then in nursery
    Neither was indulged in playful gimmickry
    Looked forward to attain ethereal mastery
    By rebuffing overtures to be a voluptuary

    Ultimately inclined in the realm of poetry

    ©altafmurtaza

  • altafmurtaza 19w

    To all my dear fellow writers
    Write to #heal

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    Are you writing?

    Write to bring the change
    Write to break the fence
    Write to be viewed outside the lens
    Your words shouldn't be confined hence
    In the colorful World of pens and stains

    ___Altaf