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Archive for September 14th, 2017


Steal  beloved’s glimpse through her veil

She lets her seen through strainer of her veil

āshiq ko dekhte haiñ dupaTTe ko taan kar

dete haiñ ham ko sharbat-e-dīdār chhān kar


Anis, it’s not easy making a cherished home

The ones having no guts make such a home

‘anīs’ āsāñ nahīñ ābād karnā ghar mohabbat kā

ye un kā kaam hai jo zindagī barbād karte haiñ


Anis, hold on! No surety of a single breath

Why go in front of strong wind and hearth

‘anīs’ dam kā bharosā nahīñ Thahar jaao

charāġh le ke kahāñ sāmne havā ke chale


Flowing tears of gloom can’t be controlled

Like rebellious kids! Parents fail to control

ashk-e-ġham diida-e-pur-nam se sambhāle na ga.e

ye vo bachche hai jo maañ baap se paale na ga.e


Give new meanings to bouquet of poetry

As each verse is myriad bouquet of poetry

gul-dasta-e-ma.ānī ko na.e Dhañg se bāñdhūñ

ik phuul kā mazmūñ ho to sau rañg se bāñdhūñ


Though I’m a meek beggar, I dislike beseeching

O the most Kind! Give me without me pleading

faqīr huuñ pa nahīñ aadat-e-savāl mujhe

karīm jo tujhe denā hai be-talab de de


Again I’m composing loads of new themes

Let know planter of harvest and my theme

lagā rahā huuñ mazāmīn-e-nau ke phir ambār

ḳhabar karo mere ḳhirman ke ḳhoshā-chīnoñ


As I was ignored all throughout my life

Thus I’m wrapped in shroud leaving life,

tamām umr jo kī ham se be-ruḳhī sab ne

kafan meñ ham bhī azīzoñ se muñh chhupā ke chale


Lovely belle! Chant me the same song

Singer who sang in the lanes; that song

O Belle! To grasp and get thy chanting

One slips in Heart River for swimming

I now realize the gloom in thy songs

I’ve sensed awful furtive in thy songs

Life and lit lamps passed away swiftly

Lovely belle! Sing me the same melody

My garden was famous for blossoms

Birds tweeted in my patio of blossoms

My trees stood firm in violent winds

Clouds poured rain; flew with winds

Lovely belle! Chant me the same song

I’ve seen the river reversion back now

I’ve seen leisurely melting of dew now

I’ve seen the brutality of fire worship

A rising flame changed to smoke to whip

Soothe my heart’s wound with my verve

  A life’s tiresome journey gives me verve

It’s last night; I’m a traveler, will go away

Lovely belle! Chant me the same song

Singer who sang in the lanes; that song

Suhail Ahmed





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