Wherever I went, misfortune followed me

Posted by: Tanveer Rauf on: August 4, 2015

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Though old friendship ended on a minor issue

But it disclosed some people’s character

Should I call it my repute or disrepute?

My love affairs reached there before me

For she’s even closer than my heart to me

Amid misty tears, she couldn’t identify me

Weirdness shadowed my fate in such a way

Wherever I went, misfortune followed me

Fragrance of sweet memories safe in mind

I often enhance gardens of memories with

What a weird romance Khatir, loved at night

Was considered wrongdoer with the sunrise

Go zara si baat par barson ke yarany gaye
Lekin itna to hoa kuch log pechany gaye

Main usy shohrat kahon ya apni ruswai kahon
Mujh se pehly us gali mein afsany gaye

Yon to woh meri rag-e-jan se bhi thay nazdeek tar
Ansoon ki dhund mein lekin nah pehchany gaye

Wehshaten kuch is tarh apna moqadr ho gaen
Hum jahan ponhchy humary saath weerany gaye

Ab bhi un yadon ki khushboo zehn mein mahfooz hai
Baarha hum jin se gulzaron ko mehkany gaye

Kya qayamt hai keh khatir kashta-e-shab bhi thay hum
Subh bhi aai to mujrim hum hi gardany gaye

Tags: character, friendship, Khatir Ghaznavi, love, Poetry, repute, romance, sunrise