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I know not why my heart wishes to adore,
Those who dive deep and bring ashore,
Gems, pearls and the beads of thoughts,
And distribute the stones door to door.

Hi! I am Muhammad Shanazar from Pakistan, a published poet, I started writing poetry in late nineties, up till now I have been bestowed several honours and awards, I have used poetry as a medium of instruction, education of science and technology has made the modern men robots: men and women devoid of sentiments like love and patience that is why when a missile falls upon the people, at the one end it raises cries and on the other it raises laughter; I often ponder where the humanity is being led to, what we want to make the world; if war is not solution of the conflicts why it is time and again used to resolve the issues. Certainly the prevailing situation of the world might be only rectified when good men and women are supplied to the world and this function can only be performed by poetry and other genres of literature, I don't like a conventional figure negate science and technology but I am of the opinion that there must be equilibrium, we should go ahead moderately if we want to make the world, a safe and secure place, for the descending generations, discarding all man-made barriers, we must think for the collective interest of mankind; if you agree to my point of view, it is time to give a direction to your poetry and other genres of literature to beautify the world, let us pick thorns and cultivate roses. Love and peace for all.

Muhammad Shanazar
shanazar@hotmail.com

  • Last seen on Oct 5 8:56 AM. Member since September 7, 2006.
  • I am a 47 year old person (United States)
  • I have 36 comments, 84 archived poems

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  • beautifulcalamity on April 15
    nice to "meet" you
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    Mr. Shanazar,

    i love your new picture!

    dashing!

    Pap

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  • on Captivation. by beautifulcalamity, on April 16
    The poem expresses the experience of childhood when a child is captivated by the shine of a coin. It proves to be an illusion, Man always prefers to live in illusions for realities are bitter and illusions are sweet. The poem shows that happiness is as trasient as the shine of a coin. Natural expression and natural experience has been presented in the poem. Good Luck.
    Muhammad Shanazar

  • on Bleeding love by CinfullyDelicious, on March 15
    Love is nothing more than it is expressed in the poem. Fortunate are those who get love in response of love.
    Muhammad Shanazar