He Hails From The Soil of Punjab
He Hails From The Soil of Punjab
Darling, I’ve roamed the entire universe,
And yet, there is no one as gentle as you.
Loving Prince! You hail from the soil of Punjab;
The land of evergreen lovers,
Where once Ranjha Heer and Mirza Sahiba
Engraved their saga of love on the emerald hills…
Listen to me; Listen to the ‘chum-chum’
Music of my silvered bangles…
Shh… the star-dust is settling,
Let’s blow the candles tonight,
For our ghazals must ring in the mellow breeze…
Yes, you are the song of my Golden anklets,
Tell me, O’ Lover!
Why wouldn’t this melodious moment freeze?
Neither there is those intoxicating eyes anywhere,
Nor is there that fragrant jasmine anywhere,
Nor is there that peculiar innocence anywhere;
There is no star as bright as you.
What magic have you done, O’ Magician?
That my earth became serene,
And the sky became pristine.
~ Copyright © Surabhi Kaura 2016
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A wonderful tribute, Surabhi. Your words are always beautiful.
Thank you, Dear Jodah. Just posting my old poems here 🙂
You may call these “old’ Surabhi, but they still sing wonderful songs of love and romance; timeless and enchanting to the reader.
Thank you, R J Schwartz for such a sweet compliment. Appreciations!