"I do not need your red sculpted lips, Nor hair in loops like a serpent’s coils, Nor a nape as graceful as a swan’s, N…"

"Manhood stands tall and high, and becomes madness; The self takes leave of being and becomes ecstasy. When iron sated…"

"Death, go somewhere, get lost! I’m not done as yet – Joy still flows from the amphora of colors into my cupped hands."

"But death blinds you, unaware of man’s fall – An autumn that steals the flower from the flower peddler.Death is testi…"

"What is man’s life but love, love of self; Man is dust, dust as his passion, dust as the beloved.Death, it is your gr…"

"Critics have done injustice to poets by labelling them as revolutionary, spiritual, philosophical, psychological or o…"

"There are many Urdu poets and writers in Pakistan, but Amjad Islam Amjad is a famous one as he significantly written …"

"This is the biggest tragedy, and however much we express our anguish, it does not diminish. If you want to know about…"

"I am all afire I am pain all over. I twist my hands in despair, For I find not my Love. Annoyed art Thou with me, But…"

"No night passes when my sorrow-stricken heart does not bleed, No day I spend that does not completely divest me of ho…"