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There’ll be us; you, me and the clouds

Whole jungle be in bop with clouds

Why Night’s union so dark and shaded

Must be her eye mascara; dark shaded

What has made ambiance so fragrant?

Must be her veil, so light and poignant

Beware! Lovers of the blissful love lane

Love path is full of hitch and ditch lane

Worthless to have meeting with Farooq

He’s nothing more than a mad and nutty

 …………

 

hum tum honge badal hoga
raqas meiN sara jungle hoga

va’sal ki sha’b aur itni kali
uu’n aankhooN meiN kajal hoga

kis nay kia mehmaiz hawa ko?
shaied uu’n ka aa’nchal hoga

paiyar ki rah pay chal’nay walo
rasta sara dal’dal hoga

kia milna farooq say logo
hoga koi paghal hoga

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Life’s like gleaming moonlight in desert
Floating clouds on mountain peaks is life
Water flowing in the lagoons is vigor of life
Life is water’s itch in storm, dust and desert
Life is like dancing in pouring down rain
For Majnu life’s impulsive spellbound love
For Leila life means only Majnu’s ardent love
Life’s curb and thirst in the midst of desert
Life is suffocating and vague in gloomy night
Love, fervor, shovel and rock is Farhad’s nerve
Allure loveliness and luster is Sherin’s verve
Life’s poisonous sting for helpless lovely Heer
Spellbound tune is Ranjha’s haven and fervor
Life is engulfed in philosophical sphere
We’re adhered in life’s whirlpool sphere
Life is a game of meeting and parting away
Life is to earn be alive and then strive away
My life is thy fragrant rite at dusk and dawn
The Life is morning glory of the sun at dawn
Life is the beam of hope in the sheer darkness
Life is trust and assurance in day’s brightness
Life moves swiftly from morning to evening
Counting stars in beloved’s glamour in evening
Life is simply ambition in murky helplessness
Love and only love is eternal power of life
Life is oxygen for the fading breaths of life
Life is blooming fragrant essence of verve
I’m the life-force of blooming glowing verve
Life is simply the splendor of you and me

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زندگی
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زندگی صحرا میں رخشاں چاندنی کا نام ہے
کو ہ پر بادل ندی میں پانیوں کا نام ہے
زندگی طوفان ‘خاک اور دشت میں پانی کی چاہ
بارشوں میں رقص کرتی زندگی کا نام ہے
زندگی ہے قیس کی آنکھوں میں وحشت اور جذب
زندگی لیلی کے جسم و جاں میں مجنوں نام ہے
وسط صحرا پیاس اور اک حوصلہ ہے زندگی
زندگی شام غریباں میں دھو ئیں کا نام ہے
زندگی فرہاد کا تیشہ ‘جنُوں اور سنگ کوہ
زندگی شیریں کے حُسن بےبہا کا نام ہے
زندگی ہے ہیر کی بیچارگی اور زہر عشق
بانسری کی دُھن پہ رانجھا کی لگن کا نام ہے
اک وجودی فلسفے کے دائرے میں زندگی
اور محور میں ہیں ہم جس زندگی کا نام ہے
زندگی ہجر و فراق و وصل کے ہیں مرحلے
زندگی نان جویں کی جُستجو کا نام ہے
زندگی اک مشکبُو شام و سحر ہے تیری یاد
زندگی ہوتی طلوع صبح نو کا نام ہے
زندگی تاریکی شب میں بقائے زندگی
زندگی روشن سے دن میں زندگی کا نام ہے
صبح کرنا شام کا ہے زندگی کا یک روپ
رات میں اختر شماری زندگی کا نام ہے
زندگی لاچارگی میں رنگ عزم زندگی
عشق قائم عشق دائم زندگی کا نام ہے
زندگی ہے آکسیجن جاں بلب سانسوں کے نام

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  1. Soil emits fragrance

            During this monsoon

          Thus the birds rejoice

…….

  1. Rain pours down

                Every instant in heart

                It’s thou who enlivens

………..

  1. Soggy wet are eyes

              See splish-splash around

              The weather moist damp

……..

  1. River’s furious

        As heart softens

         Mountain mourns

……..

  1. A lamp was lit for long

        Beyond the mountain

           The beloved didn’t come

……..

  1. Wintry cold nights

              Needy searches around

               For comfort and warmth

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The raindrops sizzle when it’s raining

The warmness of thy love is so sizzling

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Thou are neither familiar nor stranger

Who have thou come here to meet?

Why do you carry images of seasons?

Of so many of different regions

With little sunlight and some shadow

Where have you been roaming around?

 Of which flower-beds a blossom are you?

Which downpour have you bathed in?

From my eyes to the heavens beyond

You prevail as thy lovely veil all around

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His story is famed that he fell in love with a damsel

That damsel’s beauty was not charming or captivating

Girls were prettier and fairer than flowers in that locale;

She had appeal in her talk and some magic in chanting

The same alluring magic that enlightens lover’s feelings

 Being so engrossed in her love he forgot his own being

There lived a nutty nut in a town, and he was called Insha

 Neither playful actions nor any lovely chat between them

They only met on the way, or chuckled on the telephone

We made fun of their affair; it was a simple pass time only

Whatever they had was veiled, the secret was their solely

One day there was no boat no shore in violent love’s ocean

There lived a nutty nut in a town, and he was called Insha;

One day when in rainy season, was heavy monsoon rain

Viewers saw them, on the shoreline sitting hand in hand,

From dusk to evening, evening to night drifters went home

 What a magical night it was, felt like penning a tale on them

There lived a nutty nut in a town, and he was called Insha

 They made many promises and undertaking to live together

The promises they made had no surety but added losses

The maiden deserted him making excuse of her helplessness

 He was heartbroken, underwent depression and helplessness

That day we know how hard it was to make a lover realize

There lived a nutty nut in a town, and he was called Insha

His heart ached; tears ran down his eyes like flowing river

Bearing grief, never shared with any one, remained silent

Foolish are the ones who tease him in distress and torment

He made one appeal to his friends and foes; he will hear

To whatever they say about him but not to talk his affair

There lived a nutty nut in a town, and he was called Insha

Not known the actuality, sharing what so heard

What the maiden chanted, was her back fairy-tale

One evening invited her, opened his heart to her

That night committing suicide ended his fairy-tale

It was know from the newspaper about the matter

There lived a nutty nut in a town, he was called Insha

Let me say that to look for the facts, is not at all fair

Let the name and fame of the dame be behind a veil

I can deceit, you can cheat is but doable, let be in veil

This can be my narrative; it may be my personal affair

That dame repented! What’s the use of resenting now?

There lived a nutty nut in a town, and he was called Insha

Is Basti K Ek Kooche Mein,

Ek Insha Naam Ka Dewana,

Ek Naar Pe Jan Ko Haar Gia,

Mash Hoor Hai Us Ka Afsana,

Us Naar Mein Aisa Roop Na Tha,

Jis Roop Se Din Ki Dhoop Dabe,

Is Shehr Mein Kia Kia Goori Hai,

Mehtab Rukhe Gul Naar Labe,

Kuch Bat Thi Us Ki Baton Mein,

Kuch Bhaid Thay Us Ki Chatoon Mein,

Wohi Bhaid K Jot Jagate Hain,

Kisi Chahne Wale K Mann Mein,

Usay Apna Banane Ki Dhun Mein,

Howa Aap Hi Aap Se Begana,

Is Basti K Ek Kooche Mein,

Ek Insha Naam Tha Deewana,

Na Chakchal Khail Jawani K,

Na Pyar Ki Alhar Ghatein Thein,

Bas Raah Mein Un Ka Milna Tha,

Ya Fone Pe Un Ki Batein,

Is Ishq Pe Hum Hanste Thay,

Be Hasil Sa Be Hasil Tha?

Ek Roz Bephirte Sagar Mein,

Na Kashti Thi Na Sahil Tha,

Jo Bat Thi In K Jee Mein Thi,

Jo Bhaid Tha Yaksar Anjana,

Is Basti K Ek Kooche Mein,

Ek Insha Naam Deewana Tha,

Ek Roz Magar Bar Kharut Mein,

Wo Bhadon Thi Ya Sawan Tha,

Deewar Pe Beech Samandar K,

Ye Dekhne Walon Ne Dekha,

Mastana Hath Mein Hath Diye,

Ye Aik Kagar Par Baithe Thay,

Kia Rat Thi Wo Jee Chahta Hai,

Us Rat Pe Likhain Afsana,

Is Basti K Ek Kooche Mein,

Ek Insha Naam Tha Deewana,

Haan Umar Ka Sath Nibhane K Thay,

Ehad Bahut Paiman Bahut,

Wo Jin Pe Bharosa Karne Mein,

Kuch Sood Nahi Nuqsan Bahut,

Wo Naria Keh Kar Door Hoi,

Majboori Sajan Majboori,

Ye Wehshat Se Ranjoor Howe,

Aur Ranjoor Si Ranjoori?

Us Roz Humain Maloom Howa,

Us Shakhs Ka Mushkil Samjhana,

Is Basti K Kooche Mein,

Ek Insha Naam Tha Deewana,

Go Aag Se Chati Jalti Thi,

Go Aankh Se Daria Behta Tha,

Har Aik Se Dukh Nahi Kehta Tha,

Chup Rehta Tha Gham Sehta Tha,

Na Daan Hain Wo Jo Cherte Hain,

Is Aalam Mein Na Daano Ko,

Is Shakhs Se Aik Jawab Mila,

Sab Apno Ko Begano Ko,

Kuch Aur Kaho To Sunta Hon,

Us Baab Mein Kuch Mat Farmana,

Is Basti K Ek Kooche Mein,

Ek Insha Naam Tha Deewana,

Ab Aage Tehqeeq Nahi,

Go Sunte Ko Hum Sunte Thay,

Us Naar Ki Jo Batein Thein,

Us Naar K Jo Qisse Thay,

Ek Sham Jo Us Ko Bulwaya,

Kuch Samjhaya Bechare Ne,

Us Rat Ye Qissa Pak Kia,

Kuch Kha Hi Lia Dukhiare Ne,

Kia Bat Hoi Kis Tor Ho?

Akhbar Se Logon Ne Jana,

Is Basti K Ek Kooche Mein,

Ek INSHA Naam Ka Tha Deewana,

Har Bat Ki Khoj To Theek Nahi,

Tum Hum Ko Kahani Kehne Do,

Us Naar Ka Naam Maqam Hai Kia,

Is Bat Pe Parda Rehne Do,

Hum Se Bhi To Soda Mumkin Hai,

Tum Se Bhi Jafa Ho Sakti Hai,

Ye Apna Bayaan Ho Sakta Hai,

Ye Apni Khata Ho Sakti Hai,

Wo Naar Bhi Aakhir Pachtai,

Kis Kaam Ka Aisa Pachtana?

Is Basti K Ek Kooche Mein,

Ek Insha Naam Ka Tha Deewana…

RAIN

Even if we break the tradition

For being getting forlorn

Refrain from loving; then–?

Will there be no rain again??

Weathers won’t transform?

No funfair no amusement ever again?

Will the rain never downpour again ?

Missing someone madly

Will love come to an end?

Will the birds never chant again?

The butterflies will never flutter

On blossoming flowers again

Won’t kids chase butterflies again?

The partridge, to reach the moon

Will fail to remember its direction

Stars will not twinkle in the sky to show

Gentle wind will not enliven the garden

Rising   sun rays won’t caress flowers

The sunrays that sang melody on sea shore

Will no longer hum, thus travelers will mislay

Live and stride aimlessly astray losing their way,

Will fade away unnamed, no one to moan

No one to shed tears in memory, No one to groan

Will the eyes gaze into environs?

After that afar beyond the horizon

Or to search for the hidden away fortune

What if we break the tradition?

For being getting forlorn

Refrain from loving; then–?

 We breathe life the way we like

Or breathe our very last breath

Is no one’s apprehension then!

محبت چھوڑ بھی دیں ہم

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چلو گر تنگ آ کر اک روایت توڑ بھی دیں ہم

محبت چھوڑ بھی دیں یم

تو کیا ہوگا۔۔۔۔۔؟

زمیں پر مومسموں کا

پھر کبھی میلہ نہیں ہوگا

نہ برکھا ویسے برسے گی

کہ دل تڑپے کسی کو یا د کرکے پھر

محبت ختم ہوگی کیا۔۔۔۔۔۔؟

گُل و بُلبُل کے قصے

پھر نہیں دۃُرائے گا کوئی

نہ تتلی پھول پر رقصاں کبھی ہوگی

نہ بچے صحن گُلشن میں

بس اک تتلی پکڑنےکےلئے

بے چین یوں ہونگے

چکوری چاند کی چاہت میں

رستہ بھول جائے گی

نہ تارے جھلملا ئیں گے

فلک پر راہبر بن کر

صبا پھر کیا کرے گی آ کے گُلشن میں

طلوُع ہوگا جو سورج

اُس کی کرنیں گُل نہ چومیں گی

لب دریا ہوا جو قصہ مہرو وفا کا

گایا کرتی تھی نہ گائے گی

مُسافر راہ چلتے راہ سے بھٹکیں گے گم ہونگے

جئیں گے پھر یونہیں

بے نام سی  اک زندگی

شاید مریں گے تو بھی

کوئی آنکھ نہ آنسو بہائےگی

محبت ہی نہ ہوگی

جب بھلا آنسو بہیں گے کیوں

مگر آنسو بہیں نہ پھر

بھلا آنکھیں کریں گی کیا ۔۔۔؟

محظ تکتے ہی رہنا دُور تک

خالی خلا میں کیا مقدر میں لکھا ہوگا ۔۔۔۔؟

روایت توڑ بھی دیں ہم

محبت چھوڑ بھی دیں ہم

جئیں پھر ہم کسی کو کیا۔۔۔؟

مریں گے تو بھی کیا ہوگا۔۔۔؟

انور زاہدی

 


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