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    exclaim English Poetry Competition November 2014




    This month.....
    The topic is Death

    So share wid us poems on Death.....

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    Each member can share only one poetry
    Same and edited sharing won't be considered
    Winners would be decided by the 50% poll and 50% by admins.
    Closing date of the competition is
    20th November 2014
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    سوچ میں ہوں کہ اب تجھ کو پکاروں کیسے

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    Because I could not stop for Death--
    He kindly stopped for me--
    The Carriage held but just Ourselves--
    And Immortality.


    We slowly drove--He knew no haste
    And I had put away
    My labor and my leisure too,
    For His Civility--

    We passed the School, where Children strove
    At Recess--in the Ring--
    We passed the Fields of Gazing Grain--
    We passed the Setting Sun--

    Or rather--He passed us--
    The Dews drew quivering and chill--
    For only Gossamer, my Gown--
    My Tippet--only Tulle--

    We paused before a House that seemed
    A Swelling of the Ground--
    The Roof was scarcely visible--
    The Cornice--in the Ground--

    Since then--'tis Centuries--and yet
    Feels shorter than the Day
    I first surmised the Horses' Heads
    Were toward Eternity--
    کہاں اتنی سزائیں تھیں بھلا اس زندگانی میں
    ہزاروں گھر ہوئے روشن جو میرا دل جلا محسنؔ


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    Death is an inheritance
    Shared equally amongst all
    After death there’s no repentance
    All of mans deeds judgment will recall
    Death rarely gives always demanding
    To young and old it gives no rating
    The rich and poor it adds to none
    They smile today and tomorrow are gone
    Life is pain but death relief
    Life is doubt but death belief
    Warriors and cowards death makes the same
    The glory of life death makes no fame
    Though souls are lost a battle is won
    In death or life we still are one
    Family or friends we all go home
    For that endless journey we all must roam.



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    Poem of death
    A meeting between death and a man
    It four, was early in the morning at
    When death knocked upon a bedroom door,
    Who is there? the sleeping one cried.
    I'm Azrael, let me come inside.
    At once, the man began to shiver,
    As one sweating in deadly fever,
    He shouted to his sleeping wife,
    Don't let him take away my life.
    Please go away, O Angel of Death!
    Leave me alone, I'm not ready yet.
    My family depends on me,
    Give me a chance, O please prepense!
    The angel knocked again and again,
    Friend! I'll take your life without a pain,
    Tis your soul Allah requires,
    I come not with my own desire.
    Bewildered, the man began to cry,
    O Angel I'm so afraid to die,
    I'll give you gold and be your slave,
    Don't send me to the unlit grave.
    Let me in, O Friend! The Angel said,
    Open the door, get up from your bed,
    If you do not allow me in,
    I will walk through it, like a jinn.
    The man held a gun in his right hand,
    Ready to defy the Angel's stand.
    I'll point my gun, towards your head,
    You dare come in, I'll shoot you dead.
    By now the Angel was in the room,
    Saying O Friend! prepare for you doom.
    Foolish man, Angels never die,
    Put down your gun and do not sigh.
    Why are you afraid! Tell me O man,
    To die according to Allah's plan?
    Come smile at me, do not be grim,
    Be Happy to return to Him.
    O Angel! I bow my head in shame,
    I had no time to take Allah's Name.
    From morning till dusk, I made my wealth,
    Not even caring for my health.
    Allah's command I never obeyed,
    Nor five times a day I ever prayed.
    A Ramadhan came and a Ramadhan went,
    But no time had I to repent.
    The Hajj was already fard on me,
    But I would not part with my money.
    All charities I did ignore,
    Taking usury more and more.
    Sometimes I sipped my favorite wine,
    With flirting women I sat to dine.
    O Angel! I appeal to you,
    Spare my life for a year or two.
    The Laws of Quraan I will obey,
    I'll begin Salat this very day.
    My Fast and Hajj, I will complete,
    And keep away from self conceit.
    I will refrain from usury,
    And give all my wealth to charity,
    Wine and wenches I will detest,
    Allah's oneness I will attest.
    We Angels do what Allah demands,
    We cannot go against His commands.
    Death is ordained for everyone,
    Father, mother, daughter or son.
    I'm afraid this moment is your last,
    Now be reminded, of your past,
    I do understand your fears,
    But it is now too late for tears.
    You lived in this world, two score and more,
    Never did you, your people adore.
    Your parents, you did not obey,
    Hungry beggars, you turned away.
    Your two ill-gotten, female offsprings,
    In nightclubs, for livelihood they sing.
    Instead of making more Muslims,
    You made your children non-Muslims.
    You ignored the Mua'dhin Adhaan,
    Nor did you read the Holy Quran.
    Breaking promises all your life,
    Backbiting friends, and causing strife.
    From hoarded goods, great profits you made,
    And your poor workers, you underpaid.
    Horses and cards were your leisure,
    Money making was your pleasure.
    You ate vitamins and grew more fat,
    With the very sick, you never sat.
    A pint of blood you never gave,
    Which could a little baby save.
    O Human, you have done enough wrong,
    You bought good properties for a song.
    When the farmers appealed to you,
    You did not have mercy, this is true.
    Paradise for you? I cannot tell,
    Undoubtedly you will dwell in hell.
    There is no time for you to repent,
    I'll take your soul for which I am sent.
    The ending however, is very sad,
    Eventually the man got very mad,
    With a cry, he jumped out of bed,
    And suddenly, he fell down dead.
    O Reader! Take moral from here,
    you never know, your end may be near
    change your living and make amends
    or heaven, on your deeds depends.


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    chris v river poem zps6e1b4b1d - English Poetry Competition November 2014
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    What Is Death






    Death is real,
    So don't flirt with suicide,
    Death may be painful,
    Stay away from knives.


    Death is not for lovers,
    So don't lie,
    Death is not for me,
    So i don't even try.


    Death is clever,
    So be careful,
    Death is never fun,
    Dont try it ever.


    Death is never pleasing,
    Everytime i have meet,
    Death is never fair,
    So get use to it.


    Death has to come,
    So don't ignore it,
    Death is never, when you are fit,
    But when you are ill its painful some,
    Death is not for you,
    Never ever give up,
    Mix it in cup,
    Sip it and say i can do.

    Salim R Javed

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    By P.B Shelleylines glitter 811787 - English Poetry Competition November 2014

    How wonderful is Death,
    Death, and his brother Sleep!
    One, pale as yonder waning moon
    With lips of lurid blue;
    The other, rosy as the morn
    When throned on ocean’s wave
    It blushes o’er the world;
    Yet both so passing wonderful!




    lines glitter 811787 - English Poetry Competition November 2014

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