Posts Tagged ‘friend’
Shed tears either on conditions or oneself
As I recall, I get upset and pity on myself
I thought I had over and done with her so,
What’s the reason I get so much upset so?
Why do we live and who do we breathe for
Such topics often kept me more sadden for
Who grieves over for someone dear friend
Everyone weeps for own grievance friend
………………
kabhī ḳhud pe kabhī hālāt pe ronā aayā
baat niklī to har ik baat pe ronā aayā
ham to samjhe the ki ham bhuul ga.e haiñ un ko
kyā huā aaj ye kis baat pe ronā aayā
kis liye jiite haiñ ham kis ke liye jiite haiñ
bārhā aise savālāt pe ronā aayā
kaun rotā hai kisī aur kī ḳhātir ai dost
sab ko apnī hī kisī baat pe ronā aayā
Pretty Shrewd
Posted on: June 1, 2017
Doesn’t reveal! What’s she and who she is?
Style the maiden walks around! who she is
She has a complexion of sprouting blossom
Having thick black hair like clouds in motion
She’s like a soul mate when meets up alone
But she turns her back when with her friend
My luggage!
Posted on: February 6, 2013
- In: Poetry
- 14 Comments
My luggage is laid in empty room,
Secretly hidden are some wishes;
Relics of dreams lay safely there,
Some flowers hidden unwillingly;
Spirit kept searching for a friend—!
My pride strolled hither and thither;
But, scent of my soil didn’t ascend!
My pride dishonored in alien’s land;
A lamp of hope, lighted in eerie
Eyes, in murky, gloomy nights;
The body thawed like mud in water
Discoloring colors, in monsoon rain;
The door’s kept open for you——-
My luggage is laid in empty room!
Composed by Shaista Farrukh Mufti
Translated by, Tanveer Rauf
blessings for all
