Collection of Poems By Ali Hamid Khan (Nadir).

Yeh hay Duniya

Samal Ke chalo ajeeb hain yahan kay rastay
Yeh duniya kay rah samaj mein nahee atay
Dost yahan dost nahee apnay ghair hain.
Tanhaiyee mein bethay sochta hoon beetay hua din ko dhoonta hoon
Woh meray doston ki un yaaron ki baton par  muskarata hoon.
Bohut saree batain yaad ati hain
Woh dopahar kay sanatay yaad ati hain.
Ub to sub dor mein hain kis Kay pass ub waqt hay
Musroofiyat hur taraf hai shor aur bhaag har taraf hai.

Auld Lang Syne

How time flies yesterday is far behind
A story it seems now of life left behind
Looking back through the corridor of time
Memories sweet and bitter flood in
Auld Lang sine has passed away fast into the dhund
Nostalgia fills the heart and mind when faces and moments from bygone days rush in
Far away it all seems like a dream and not reality
Time never is still it moves speedily leaving everything behind
Nothing can be altered nor rewritten once it flies away it is gone
Memories stay on forever cherished and every moment relived.

                   The winter days

Winter is cold and the day is short
Memories are many of the evenings of games
Friends gathering and matches played
The games went on late into the nights
There was joy, fun and laughter
Hitting out at the shuttle cock running all over the court
Trying to out play each other sweating even in the cold
Those were auld Lang syne free and happy
As winter comes so do voices from the distant past
Games that were played with such dedication and energy
No worries or any stress just competitions and determination to win

Solitude

In my solitude many times do I wonder
How time flew we could do nothing to hold it back
Many faces of those days are now memories
They have passed away to the next realm
How much I tried to charter the course as I desired
But our holds are tenuous that is if we have any
In my quiet moments mind is like a traveller crossing many lands
I see many people who were here living with zest
Sands of time keep shifting and the wind keep blowing carrying away everything
Unknown force writes and man is helpless has no power to undo
Time moves unchecked, unfettered with it moves everything and landscapes change

Winter

The leaves are falling the trees are shedding leaves
This is the end of winter and advent of summer
The dried dirt roads give out a fragrance water is receding in ponds, drying up slowly
There is craving for rain everywhere birds and animals all yearn for a shower
The insects are quiet for rain hasn't fallen yet
The days are sweltering and nights are hot The sky is cloudless, clear and starry
When will it pour and soothe the parched earth.