Posts Tagged ‘Munir Niazi’
Munir Niazi
Posted on: January 19, 2018
Oh this stormy night and heavy rain,
Rumbling wind, ogling lighting and rain
Darkness prevail all sides and all around
Stillness swallowed up life’s bustle all around,
The clouds floating and hovering in the sky
Trees and leaves sway below my window pane
برسات
آہ! یہ بارانی رات
مینہ، ہوا، طوفان، رقص، صاعقات
شش جہت پر تیرگی امڈی ہوئ
ایک سناٹے میں گم بزم گاہ حادثات
آسماں پر بادلوں کے قافلے یڑتے ہوئے
اور مری کھڑکی کے نیچے کانپتے پیڑوں کی بات
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
I’m always late——–
Posted on: May 26, 2017
To do any work or carry out my daily errands,
Fulfill a promise or to share something important,
I’m always late to do so——
Someone to hold back or to call someone close
If I’ve to help a friend or to motivate a anyone
I’m always late to do so———
If I’ve to go to meet someone on elapsed tracks
I’m always late to do so —–
If I’ve to be delighted about changing of seasons
If I’ve to remember someone or forget somebody
I’m always late to do so—–
To comfort a dying friend before he’s no more
To tell him, it was not the reason that hurt him
But—I’m always late —
Rainfall
Posted on: May 25, 2017
- In: Poetry
- 5 Comments
Oh this the stormy night and heavy rain,
Rumbling wind, ogling lightning and rain
Darkness prevail all sides and all around
Stillness swallowed up life’s bustle all around
Floating and hovering the clouds in the sky
Trees and boughs swaying outside my window
If death is my fate and destiny
Posted on: May 25, 2017
If death is my fate and destiny
Then why flee from the set destiny
Why to get indulged in bustle of life
To overlook death and set destiny
Why to share the griefs and reliefs
With new or friends of times in relief
Why not relax at home in solitude
laugh crazily and wait for destiny
A small modest village was there
Posted on: June 22, 2016
- In: Poetry
- 5 Comments
A small modest village was there
With few lamps and more darkness
Houses few but trees more there
That kept them back in the distance
As loneliness widespread everywhere
My lonely heart only breathed there
Isolation was beyond ancient time
So I couldn’t dream in limited time
How could I think of you beloved?
How could I envision you beloved?
My fondness was beyond my reach
How could I expose it my beloved
My dreams too had certain limits
How my dreams could cross limits
**** ***** ***** ******* ****
سپنا آگے جاتا کیسے“
چھوٹا سا اک گاؤں تھا جس میں
دیے تھے کم اور بہت اندھیرا
بہت شجر تھے تھوڑے گھر تھے
جن کو تھا دوری نے گھیرا
اتنی بڑی تنہائی تھی جس میں
جاگتا رھتا تھا ، دل میرا
بہت قدیم فراق تھا جس میں
ایک مقرر حد سے آگے
سوچ نہ سکتا تھا دل میرا
ایسی صُورت میں پھر دل کو
دھیان آتا کس خواب میں تیرا ؟؟
راز جو حد سے باھر میں تھا
اپنا آپ دکھاتا کیسے
سپنے کی بھی حد تھی آخر
سپنا آگے جاتا کیسے ؟؟
”منیر نیازی“
Chota Sa Ak Gaoon Tha Jis Main
Diyay Thay Kam Or Bohat Andhera
Bohat Shajer Thay Thoray Ghar Thay
Jin Ko Tha Doori Nay Ghera
Itne Bari Tanhaee Thi Jis Main
Jagta Rahta Tha Dil Mera
Bohat Qadeem Faraq Tha Jis Main
Ak Muqarar Hadd Say Aagay
Soch Na Sakta Tha Dil Mera
Ease Sourat Main Pher Dil Ko
Dheyaan Aata Kis Khowab Main Tera
Raaz Jo Hadd Say Baher Main Tha
Apna Aap Dekhata Kesay
Sapnay Ke Bhi Hadd Thi Aakher
Sapna Aagay Jata Kesay
Munir Niazi
blessings for all
