With the sweet words

And the smile on the face

Accolades for everyone

Withering each day,

From the dusk to dawn

Hearing the bursting of cloud

With the flash of thunderstorm

Waiting each day for the rain

To the sweet face, drenching it wet

Seeing their gates wide open

Smiling each day, for the drops to come.



Standing at the station

Watching the train stops.

Yearning for my dear to appear.

With all the whistling vanishing

the platform gets clear.


Walking like an agitated stoic soul

To the jungle of beast kinship

Getting weak by its dementor

Until, a glowing  sweet soul,

With eyes wide glancing,.

Like an apparition so high but so nigh

Calling to the awaited fane..

Giving me the cup free of frivolity

Free of all ill taint.

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The Smile ….

I saw you, dear, with a smile on your face,

followed your mind as you sway

and made my heart yearn for thee

and made my lips accustomed to your name

Just by the smile on your face.


You made my heart a vacant space

filled by your, only presence!

i walked your steps and your treads

towards the turn where i turned away, only.

Just by the smile on your face.


My eyes tries to tell my endearment

the stone on my heart shadowed, before it radiates

a will, passion and desire so strong yet so weak ,

a feeling of closeness remains

just by the smile on your face.


You as a whole but seems a part of me

dry tears of my affection just echoes in your ears

stumbling cares’ words I share

your heart beating and just beated, only

but i smile just by the smile on your face.



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aquib. keep smiling.


I saw myself happy and contended.

With God’s love and mercy, supplemented 

I laughed full of joy and comprehended,

Why isnt I reached here, first?, I lamented. 

Foods, and money is no issue,’M contended.

Lost of words I face,  people here so affiliated. 

I am so special, I feel connected, not segregated. 

I smile and asked and it’s done, I am so fascinated. 

I hear a cry, loud enough, I am now, fasiculated, 

To saw myself, sucked away, like demented. 

Saw myself alive, senses now commanded.

I want to get back, I asked my senses. 

‘There is no way, get on your feet, it’s not your menses. ‘

I walked alone in the way, full of trenches. 

A tear forms, and said I am ready to fall. 

Behold I said, “eyes you  have to be strong” . 
Again I said to ears and mind, along

You see myself torn and wrecked. 

But I  feel blessed as I have you all.
There is a lot of reason for you to smile even in your hardest time.

We just have to look for it.

Keep smiling my dear reader. ☺️

Aquib khan.
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The other side. 

A child crying for a new attire, 

Cannot see a man without a hide. 

For a new sneakers, 

Cannot see the only one pair. 

I saw,  friends, yes, with a tear. 

For a man denied a money, 

But gave in front of his dear.

I saw, my friend, again with a tear. 

Look, she throws in a bin, 

And among dogs there is a kid. 

Fighting for his own bit.

His friends gave a sneer,

Yes, my friend, I saw with a tear. 

Look he cries for a friends he had none 

I saw, again, with, with most loyal one. 

I saw him with friends I see, for a time

But now he had the most loyal one. 

I smile  with a tear.


“See, don’t be sad for a misfortune,

A loss or a failure, you see this man,  

He carries weight and walks a mile 

For he has nothing, but  something to smile. 

And spirited high, and with all his gears. 

I smiled again with a tear. 

Remember the tale of Moses

For his  heavenly friend, chosen

A butcher man, feeding with his own hand,

To His mother weak and old.

See out of your niche, 

And hatch out of your cacoon, 

For a molding is left, a transformation to the next.

Bards of past do numbers

Their words do echo 

Rumi and Longfellow, and Keats and many more, 

And their lingering words, still lives 

For their mark on the sands of time, 

Cannot be washed by the winds

For I say, my good soul, the blinkers 

The eyes need to see other side, 

A sides, where, you had a pool, 

They had a stretches of seas, 

You have dogs, but they have friends to see. 

You have garden limited, but their land, stretches to horizon. 

But you have everything  , and they had nothing. 


Aquib khan.

Always keep smiling. 

My recent posts. 


the ballad of the wall

love story 

love fading away

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Lost love (poem) 


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I saw you my girl

With eyes full of my love

This  is not as random as it may seem

Togetherness may have been in our life’s scheme

Trust no logic my love its so awkward

Don’t shy away like a rainbow

Trust no nearby nor steward.

This journey is our friend

No accomplices and trends

My love don’t be Afraid I’ll be there

For anything you need you don’t have to wait

Just  for one time see my eyes

For  our love might ends when the journey ends

I dunno ’bout our destiny but only regrets

This journey is our friend

No accomplices and trends.

I do have fear but love don’t

I dunno what you feel inside your veil

Because its ur eyes that don’t tell lies.

You destination is near so as mine,

The love I felt as first sight ,were just mine?

You probably don’t care and its fine.

It can be  a crush or just fake

Feelings belongs to everybody its humane.

It’s time to depart and my love to fade

This momentarily error that must be paid.

It has no meaning and has no gain

The love I felt was not true

She felt no love and eschewed.

Was it my preposition or conclusion

For when I left I saw her numb eyes

She has sorrow fear and melancholy.

I wasn’t there for years but I felt the same

As she looked broken away

My sadness turn to joy

She was my love so was I.

But Alas our journey has completed its course

She faded away like a sunset

The gift we share is a gift of remorse.

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words I have….. 

words I have to say lurking in the greyest matter of the brain.

To be me is the toughest task I take.

For the people it may seem wary, but I hide through my smile a longing unfathomable to be deciphered.

To my lonely self I speak for he is complaining to myself to complement himself through me.

Sure time ticks making present as moments and as it goes it devours each cell to senescence.

A withering nature of human reminds us each day can be the last, each micro second can be the last one.

People appear and disappear like fruits growing and it fall away.

A need,  a sense of belonging is infinitesimally small if its equated with time.

Thrown away books smile in the tears and as silver fishes turn it into dust, each says ‘ just for one bad chapter you had thrown me away’.

Your nature as stubborn and ignoble it can be lastly it breaks your spinal of your identity.

A word I have to say lurking in the greyest  matter of the brain. 


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True love…  (poem) 

Telling you an awesome tale,

Of a boy who lives and search his bays.

happiness he spread with no hatred. 

And spent his days with his chosen  friends, 

Smiling and sharing gleeful  tales. 

He grew up with principles and fables, learnt. 

And met and made new friends with group of boys and girls. 

One such among took his heart, 

And he fell for her, as if he got ensnarled. 

He helped and glued with her,

But his Adhesive were so pale.

An another boy took his love

So far in stinted fane,

She did not realise, and followed,

For the boy looked in aghast shallow.

He spent days and nights sinking in the thoughts,

For actually,  what went wrong!

The relinquishing remarks he made,

This wasn’t his love, and it’s a mistake. ..

He went forth treading his paths

Becoming what he desires,

And engrossing the thing he admire,.

He sat one day, and thought for his love.

Tears formed in his eyes and dried

As his comrades can infer.

All his days passed like a unquenchable thirst…

‘All I did,  was only for her return..

A piece of my heart is still with her..

Alas, my remorse can never discern.’

He grew and grew and grew old.

His might and strength and body senescenced,
A parchment paper appears and says,

‘The love you craved has died,

The girl once you  loved, has realised’

For her hearts beated for him,

Craving to returned to her  vortex

But alas! everything were too late.

His thirst quenched with the ink,

As it disappears with the tears in every winks.

And closed his eyes with a smile

And saw his love talking to him, again

Taking him to the  magnificent realm of sane.

Aquib khan .

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A song. Peace. #Stayignited

(A view from my classroom)

Take wide steps, be the change 

Don’t be afraid, break the cage. 

Arise awake for life is at stake. 

Every moment is meaningful

Every hardship is a test. 

Born like a hero 

Grown up like a king

Into the world full of extreme.

Making in, our way seem difficult

Strugglin’,  fighting for our place,

Not givin’ in,   drawn from our place.
People hurdlin’, puttin’ the stones,

Exploiting and jarrin’ on their own

Like the six hundred, we marchin’ in,

Like the spartan, we blowin’ in,

Like the Hamzah, we roarin in.

Like the football, they kickin’ us,

Like the Mountains, we standin’ in

Nobody’s game, why you botherin’ in

Mind your roads, you can’t win over us,

We are made from the water, flowin’ in

Silly souls, take a back, we kickin’ in.

We have joined hands, bondin’ in.

Let free all the captives, we come in

Take your arms back, we disarmin’ in.

We are together, peace is flowin’ in

We are together, peace is flowin’ in.

A not so good bard

Aquib Khan.

Keep smiling. 

Also read,

ballad on love(fading) 

ballad of the wall. 

betrayal song. 

The story (monologue part 1)

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Song on Love, true love. 

#poem #life

Standing among horde, 

      Watching others sipping the                  sauce. 

Gleaming and glowing yearning for thee, 

       My eyes searching, the horizon,        a glimse to see. 

Walking crushing the golden leaves 

       Along these passers by, 

Kept looking for you. 

       There is no sign I can find. 

Sat on the side of the aisle, 

       Where, the light of our love                 began.

Watching the same sun, I smile, 

      Witnessing the heart it shines. 

Timing the time, 

     Soothing my eyes 

From dusk to dawn, 

     Still, no sign I can find. 

My love where you stay? 

     Don’t believe you betray. 

The rose I hold. 

     Delicate petals fall away. 

Sun, leaving, as it setting, 

     Began to move, astounding 

Heard the voice, I chose to stay, 

   Said “oh, hey” 

This was the last meeting 

The rose withered with the time fleeting. 

For I believe “no true love, that exists” 

This world’s runs, runnels and runs  veins, 

With it flows the bane. 

Like the bird,  the nightangle

The rose of her blood, crimsoned in red. 

Got thrown away, on bed

Where the cart wheel ran away. 

The silver and gold triumph 

The bird’s rose bleed on the road. 

Aquib Khan. 

Love for me is like a butterfly, I just have to stand still, and it would come to me. 

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