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Mystery of “BE” is only known by lowly

What’s in heavens is known by the lowly

“To be” or “Not to be” is mayhem now hence

The one who knows is, but unspoken hence

Is it metaphor, idea, thought or conception?

What is a home? Its lone dweller’s perception

O, Gracious! What exposure of thy splendor!

Some think its doubt some reality of grandeur

May it be revealed the mystery of unknown?

The one who is, where is; to him is only known

How to make him know; how afar he’s of reality

To the one who thinks; knows of fact and reality

Simple points and issues about oneness of Allah

Make him believe and follow as lone conviction

Though he likes to make great hue and cry

But, heart’s unaware of intellect’s gloom

………………………..
میر احمد نوید کی تازہ غزل
’’کُن‘‘ کا ہر راز فقط خاک نشیں جانتا ہے
کیا ہے ’بالائے فلک‘، ’زیرِ زمیں‘، جانتا ہے
کہیں ہنگام ہے ’’ہے‘‘ کا، ہے ’’نہیں‘‘ کا کہیں شور
وہی خاموش ہے جو ’’ہے‘‘ کہ ’نہیں‘‘ جانتا ہے
واہمہ ہے‘ کہ گماں ہے‘ ہے تصّور کہ قیاس
یہ مکاں کیا ہے اِسے صرف مکیں جانتا ہے
اے حقیقت یہ تری جلوہ نمائی بھی ہے کیا
جانتا ہے کوئی شک، کوئی یقیں جانتا ہے
کاش کھُل جائے ’’کہاں‘‘ کی بھی حقیقت اُس پر
جو جہاں ہوتا ہے وہ خود کو وہیں جانتا ہے
کیسے سمجھاؤں وہ اُتنا ہی حقیقت سے ہے دُور
خود کو جو جتنا حقیقت کے قریں جانتا ہے
نقطہ و نکتۂ واحد سے جو جُٹر جاتی ہے
جاننے والا ہر اُس بات کو دیں جانتا ہے
گرچہ آتا ہے بہت شور مچانا اِس کو
دل مگر عقل کا اندوہ نہیں جانتا ہے

 

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If you are beautiful, give proof of thy beauty
I’m unfortunate, brighten up my destiny!
Don’t give me joy that’s a reason for gloom
Give me joy that’s a reason for surplus gloom
And anything that holds all of your beauty
Or a word of admiration having some insight
Provide all charm of era’s gloom to thy sight
Or put together cruelty in an agreeable mold
I have no concern of Pharaoh’s bowl
I’m handful of dust, give me love’s bowl
O’ gentle gale! You touched her face, so beautiful!
When will I meet her; give me news, so delightful!
Ayaz chants true speech in this present time
Thus turn out the impolite of literary meeting
…………………….
tum khush jamaal ho , to saboot-e-jamaal do
main teerah bakht hooN miri qismat ujaal do

aisii khushi na do jo ho baais-e-malaal
jo wajh-e-ser’khushi ho mujhe woh malaal do

jis meN tumhaare husn ke sab khadd-o-khaal hoN
aisa koi sukhan, koi aisa khayaal do

aaNkhoN ko soNp do gham-e-dauraaN ki sab kashish
ye jabr ikhtiyaar ke saaNche meN Dhaal do

jaam-e-jahaaN’numa se mujhe kuch gharaz nahiN
maiN musht-e-khaak hooN, mujhe jaam-e-sifaal do

us roo-e-khush’jamaal se, mas ho ke aaii ho
aye dil’ruba hawa’o naveed-e-visaal do

sachcha sukhan sunaata hai is daur meN Ayaz
us be adab ko, bazm-e-sukhan se nikaal do

Ayaz Siddiqu

dead body of CHILD

Seen a strange image of agony and gloom

When corpse of a child lay on the shore

It was like fragrant flower blossomed suddenly

On silky sand early in morning like miracle

The waves softly and gently caressed him

The clouds were saddened and grieved

Light twitchy winds hovered restively

What the waves have written on water

Is, that what kind of civilization is this

Where human is killed by human race

It’s not read or felt by anyone, by none

The child has slept, like a weary butterfly

That sleeps on a flower after fluttering

LAMP

Abolish night’s gloom, light the lamp

Abolish fire of hate, light the lamp

From the serenity of followers of love

Arousing a stir in life, light the lamp

The skies have all the time been against

Forgetting everything, light the lamp

If the drive to defeat is crystal-clear

Illumine other lamp, glow with the lamp

Those who increase dark to every traveler

See! God is watching, do light the lamp

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If thou are beautiful,

Give proof of allurement

I’m ill-fated, restore my destiny!

Give me joy that destroys my gloom

Anything that manifests thy loveliness

Give me that word of praise or inspiration

Offer all charm of era’s gloom to thy eyes

Enclose this unkindness in agreeable sheath

I have no concern about Pharaoh’s bowl

I’m a handful of dust; give me your wine of love

O’ gentle breeze! Thou touched her beautiful face

Give me delightful news, when will I meet her?

Ayaz chants the true elocution in present time

Turn him out from this graceful poets’ gathering

Samar Minallah Khan @SamarMinallahKh Anthropologist & Documentary Filmmaker. MPhil in Anthropology and Development from the University of Cambridge, UK, Asia Foundation's Chang Lin Tien Fellow,

Samar Minallah Khan
@SamarMinallahKh
Anthropologist & Documentary Filmmaker. MPhil in Anthropology and Development from the University of Cambridge, UK, Asia Foundation’s Chang Lin Tien Fellow,

Nida Sameer got her Masters in Mass Communication from Karachi University in 2001 and Young Development Professional Programme (YDPP) from NGORC (Aga Khan Foundation) Karachi in 2002. Afterward, she achieved another master’s degree in media and communications from School of Oriental and African Studies (SOAS), London, on a British Foreign and Commonwealth Scholarship in 2005.

Nida Sameer got her Masters in Mass Communication from Karachi University in 2001 and Young Development Professional Programme (YDPP) from NGORC (Aga Khan Foundation) Karachi in 2002. Afterward, she achieved another master’s degree in media and communications from School of Oriental and African Studies (SOAS), London, on a British Foreign and Commonwealth Scholarship in 2005.

Queen of Tracks’, success came with a price. “I never got anything from the government, I’m still living in Korangi, and I’m never leaving the area because that’s where I belong.

Queen of Tracks’, success came with a price.
“I never got anything from the government, I’m still living in Korangi, and I’m never leaving the area because that’s where I belong.

Me a woman

History portrayed me as failure

At times dust, at times wilderness

Rebuked me, thrust aside me

Each day disgracing ridiculed me

But like moon and stars on horizon

I kept getting higher each day

Like the jumpy surfing waves

Kept surpassing seashore’s ebb

Like ambition grow and bloom

And new good spirits blossom

My aspirations swiftly boom

To keep elevating to the skies;

While you endeavored to sever me

And to bow down my being at thy feet

Like running down tears, to beseech

While fondness for beauty was there,

You remained petrified of my elation;

Thou tried to dig up my past happening s,

Remained unacquainted of my present;

Thou crushed my heart ironically,

Burnt my soul with your sniping glance

Killed me from first to last by hatred;

Intensity of malice and disrespect

My prudence and spirit decided to

Bury grief, woe, anguish, fear and gloom

There and then only;

Attiring in the robe of compassion,

Tread on the path of love;

I breathe today with a new vision

New hope new horizon—-

I am the woman!

Life is an opportunity given to satisfy the hunger and thirst of the soul regardless of any gender!


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