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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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As the Weather’s now changing

Such as spinning wheel’s moving

Autumn leaves all over scattering

As if on our heads sky’s juddering

Let’s all to the skies go sauntering

Blue sky is hence looks fascinating

Why the nights are that wakeful

Whose love keeping me wakeful?

Yellow blossoms are nowhere seen

Time’s habitually changes unseen

The heart rhythms in its chamber

As if someone’s silently saunter

 

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Blooming buds or May it be gale or you

There be sound in night’s silence though

Body emits a fresh dewy blossom’s scent

As someone left, leaving behind her scent

Speak softly! The world’s all ears to hear

Come closer, someone may not be all ears

Beaming blushing and the same elegance

As if you met me earlier in same elegance

Heart beats in night’s silence seems a bawl

Someone’s banging his head against a wall

How can anyone know what you’re for me?

You are my esteem, my light and my delight

Searching my love in your eyes’ reflection

As though thy heart beats boom my passion

That much ignorance in love isn’t good dear

What if I also ignore you like you; my dear

I twinkle in sand particles as stars you know

If you ever descend from heavens you know

Pandit Hari Chand Akhtar Hoshyarpuri

کلّیوں کا تبسّم ہو، کہ تم ہو، کہ صَبا ہو

اِس رات کے سنّاٹے میں، کوئی تو صدا ہو

یُوں جسم مہکتا ہے ہَوائے گُلِ تر سے !

جیسے کوئی پہلوُ سے ابھی اُٹھ کے گیا ہو

دُنیا ہَمہ تن گوش ہے، آہستہ سے بولو

کچھ اور قریب آؤ ، کوئی سُن نہ رہا ہو

یہ رنگ، یہ اندازِ نوازش تو وہی ہے

شاید کہ کہیں پہلے بھی توُ مجھ سے مِلا ہو

یوں رات کو ہوتا ہے گُماں دِل کی صدا پر

جیسے کوئی دِیوار سے سر پھوڑ رہا ہو

دُنیا کو خبر کیا ہے مِرے ذوقِ نظر کی

تم میرے لیے رنگ ہو، خوشبو ہو، ضیا ہو

یُوں تیری نِگاہوں میں اثر ڈُھونڈ رہا ہُوں

جیسے کہ تجھے دِل کے دَھڑکنے کا پتا ہو

اِس درجہ محبّت میں تغافل نہیں اچھّا

ہم بھی جو کبھی تم سے گُریزاں ہوں تو کیا ہو

ہم خاک کے ذرّوں میں ہیں اختر بھی، گُہر بھی

تم بامِ فلک سے، کبھی اُترو تو پتا ہو

پنڈت ہری چند اختر ہوشیارپوری

Pink-Rain

Should I see you, think of you, or simply write about you?

I just can’t think of what to write concerning you,

Do I write the effect your heart has through my eyes,

Or a poem, a sonnet, or a melodic song,

The rains sprays, breeze scented with floral blossoms,

The atmosphere allures if I write words for you,

Lightning and thunder rumble all over the clouds,

Should I write about thunder, lightning and dark clouds?

If you raise your eyes, my delight rises, Anwar

If you unfasten your hair, I’ll write about the black clouds

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MawlanaRumi

My heart, sit only with those
who know and understand you.
Sit only under a tree
that is full of blossoms.
In the bazaar of herbs and potions
don’t wander aimlessly
find the shop with a potion that is sweet
If you don’t have a measure
people will rob you in no time.
You will take counterfeit coins
thinking they are real.
Don’t fill your bowl with food from
every boiling pot you see.
Not every joke is humorous, so don’t search
for meaning where there isn’t one.
Not every eye can see,
not every sea is full of pearls.
My hart, sing the song of longing
like nightingale.
The sound of your voice casts a spell
on every stone, on every thorn.
First, lay down your head
then one by one
let go of all distractions.
Embrace the light and let it guide you
beyond the winds of desire.
There you will find a spring and nourished by its see waters
like a tree you will bear fruit forever.
Rumi


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