Dr. Perwaiz Shaharyar (India)

Dr. Perwaiz Shaharyar (India)
Dr. Perwaiz Shaharyar is an Editor in National Council of Educational Research and Training (NCERT), Ministry of Education, Government of India. He had been Principal Publication Officer in National Council for Promotion of Urdu Language in 2007.
He is a famous short story writer, poet and critic from India. He is Graduate with English Honors from Ranchi University. He has topped Jawaharlal Nehru University in Masters with Literature. He was awarded Doctor of Philosophy for his Research Work from University of Delhi. He is Post Graduate Diploma holder in Calligraphy, Mass Media and in Book Publishing with Specialization in Editing.
He has begun writing his poems in English since lock-down in Pandemic Covid-19 period. He has written around 50 poems, participated in many worldwide webinars and published in various international anthologies, so far. His poems are being published in several magazines within country and abroad. His poem ‘The Burning Boat’ contains mystic (Sufism) and metaphysical elements.
He has bagged many States and National Awards and accolades for his literary works. He has total 12 published books, 2 each of collections of short stories and collections of poems, 4 books of criticism and 4 books of translation from other languages in his credential.
His anthology entitled as “The Burning Boat” is under process for publishing, which is under process for publishing.
O, My beloved
This is not like that
I do not love you anymore,
Albeit, I do not express it,
That how much to you, I do adore
I love you more,
Make it quite sure,
You are my heart and soul,
This is the other thing,
I do not exhibit it,
In the word of having letter four
Even if all the charms have lost,
from the half open-angle of your rose-like curly lips,
I do not stare at them
All the times with the greedy eyes,
And lusty lips.
I do not try to wake up you from sweet dreaming,
By stirring the Taj Mahal like your bosoms,
To take you out for the moon-bath,
In the night of the full strawberry moon,
like those of our initial days
It is not like that,
I do not love you anymore,
I do not have a sense of the rising waves,
Those of the thirst in the sea of your eyes,
But it is true,
I don’t want, always to sail my boat.
My winning is hidden in your wins, indeed,
In the game of the chess,
O, My heart stealer!
I do not convert my every wins into defeat,
Please do not see my deviations,
As my indifferent attitude towards you,
In our vast journey of love,
O, My co-traveler!
You have been my soul mate,
I cannot live without you,
The distance is a sojourn,
Since bread and butter have also to earn,
Stomach, sometimes, becomes more powerful,
Than our heart and soul
It makes us forget all aims and goal,
This is the reason that
I do not want to make wet
Your deer-like beautiful eyes…
O, My beloved!
This is not like that
I do not love you anymore
Albeit, I do not express it,
That how much to you, I do adore…
Copyright: Perwaiz Shaharyar
New Delhi, INDIA

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