poetry

Maqbool Mirza

A leaf….

I want to be a leaf, even a green or dry one, fell from the tree, even newly born….and settled under a stone , with grass around and me…..unsafe, vulnerable….scared of wind…..and you came and you have picked me up…….and i don’t want to go anywhere now….

Maqbool Mirza

O’ Dervish…

O’ dervish, wake up and dance at dawn! Dance at the eve and in the midnight  O’ dervish Sing the songs of love at every door and in every jungle… Let the world see you dancing O’ dervish, put on the musical bangles of love in your feet… and dance in circles on the tunes […]

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