I’m like commodities placed in bazaar

Posted by: Tanveer Rauf on: December 14, 2016

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I’m like commodities placed in bazaar

Every one glances as customer in bazaar

In place of such thirsting it would be a bliss

To get a glass of wine as unexpected bliss

Beloved is somewhere else yet the heart,

I feel her presence around; and not apart

Love’s path is humble and straight though

But now curved like beloved’s hair though

Beware! Don’t follow bygone people blindly

Every step every hitch elevates you slightly

Passionate love is exposed now after so long

The heart’s joyous and flushed after so long

Majruh! They’re writing names of the lovers

I’m also waiting in a queue of the lovers

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ham haiñ mata-e-kūcha-o-bāzār kī tarah
uThtī hai har nigāh ḳharīdār kī tarah

is kū-e-tishnagī meñ bahut hai ki ek jaam
haath aa gayā hai daulat-e-bedār kī tarah

vo to kahīñ hai aur magar dil ke ās-pās
phirtī hai koī shai nigah-e-yār kī tarah

sīdhī hai rāh-e-shauq pe yūñhī kahīñ kahīñ
ḳham ho ga.ī hai gesū-e-dildār kī tarah

be-tesha-e-nazar na chalo rāh-e-raftagāñ
har naqsh-e-pā buland hai dīvār kī tarah

ab jā ke kuchh khulā hunar-e-nāḳhūn-e-junūñ
zaḳhm-e-jigar hue lab-o-ruḳhsār kī tarah

‘majrūh’ likh rahe haiñ vo ahl-e-vafā kā naam
ham bhī khaḌe hue haiñ gunahgār kī tarah

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