A Poem.


Under the mauve sheet layered intricately,

The hearts painted with raging blood,

From the tale of Romeo Juliet to till now,

All those died cause of love.

Those pompous pillers, and stairways,

Hearts Serenading the rosy apparition.


Entangled, espoused were gallant bloods,

Treaded the roads of desert for the

Ocean of love.

Lively-history and silentious numbers,

Bards of past still ponder.

Why The gold rusted and

Why the diamond burnt?


It stood in magnificent fane,

Calling out for the hand of sane ,

Lies underneath all the brave,

Some stood at outskirts,

Thinking ’bout the foolish pace.

Forgetting; time is the master of all Fates.


There were neither fane nor minerats,

As long as I digest the universe’s tale.

The cosmos around is bewildering

Shaking, vituperating us.

Alas we died at its fate,

Devouring all the pains and trials.

Arise, come to the shore,

On the land locked by no ocean

Only sea with salt and grains.


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Published by AQUIB

the unsung poet..

95 thoughts on “A Poem.

    1. Yeah. Obviously.
      Determination and chasing dreams also a part of it. Thanks for your lovely feedback and encouragement. Best wishes. 😀😀.
      Your latest poem is superb too, a poetic delight. Hope to read more from you.

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  1. Entangled, espoused were gallant bloods,
    Treaded the roads of desert for the
    Ocean of love.

    Love is too vast to be expressed in few words,but you did it❤

    It’s sad yet beautiful 👌👌👌

    Loved it!!!

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  2. ‘Desert for the ocean of love’ – So thoughtful.❤️
    Only sea with salt and grains – stood out brightly.

    There’s so much to love, than the worldly desires, no one can conquer the love Allah has for all of us.🌼
    Kahin suna tha, hath ki lakiron mei jo likha use sirf dua badal sakti hai.🤗
    Beautiful poem, though sad but reality is a must and we know this will only be here, after this if our deeds are right everything will be great in heaven.🌼

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    1. That’s what I wanted to portray, real love is when, when you put blinkers on and move forward, alluding and being pompous and masquerading won’t serve the purpose.
      And you said it beautifully.
      Thanks for appreciating it Shakira, aka female rajnikant. 😝😝😝, aha but don’t kill me. 😂😂.

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  3. ‘Why The gold rusted and
    Why the diamond burnt?’
    There are so many things I love about this poem. The love, the pain, the fate and the hope, you have churned all of it together so proficiently to yield this amazing piece of poetry. You’re brilliant, Aquib! 🌸🤗🌸

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  4. Time is indeed the master of all fate, that line is so powerful and such a defining verse for “A Poem”. That title is even strong. Line after line, time kept on slipping and it seemed inevitable and such emotion went with it. And the ending was so strong that it left dwindling feelings that played the emotions so well. Aquib, you have really climbed so high emotionally, this was amazing my friend and your wording was phenomenal. The illustration was perfect to fit the image, great job!!🌹

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    1. Thanks Jo, really overwhelmed by your kind remark. It’s spontaneous, and I write it and share with you all kind hearted people.
      Always my pleasure to receive your encouraging comments.
      Have a great day, best wishes for you always.

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      1. Your spontaneous is spectacular my friend and we are very lucky to have you share it with us. Keep up the great work Aquib!
        You too have a pleasant day and best wishes to you too.

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