Posts Tagged ‘rain’
Munir Niazi
Posted January 19, 2018
on: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
- In: Poetry
- 3 Comments
Our relation has spread all over in ambiance
He treated me chivalrously like I’m fragrance
How can I speak out that he has deserted me
It is but true! It’s disgraceful for pride and me
Whenever deserted and went away from me
What I regard as; he always came back to me
May you be over the moon and calm forever!
May you not undergo loneliness like me, ever!
When he put his hand on my searing forehead
I felt my soul in peace by his touch on forehead
Body aches even now in monsoon rain at night
The longing to stretch out self is more at night
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PERVEEN SHAKIR
kū-ba-kū phail ga.ī baat shanāsā.ī kī
us ne ḳhushbū kī tarah merī pazīrā.ī kī
kaise kah duuñ ki mujhe chhoḌ diyā hai us ne
baat to sach hai magar baat hai rusvā.ī kī
vo kahīñ bhī gayā lauTā to mire paas aayā
bas yahī baat hai achchhī mire harjā.ī kī
terā pahlū tire dil kī tarah ābād rahe
tujh pe guzre na qayāmat shab-e-tanhā.ī kī
us ne jaltī huī peshānī pe jab haath rakhā
ruuh tak aa ga.ī tāsīr masīhā.ī kī
ab bhī barsāt kī rātoñ meñ badan TūTtā hai
jaag uThtī haiñ ajab ḳhvāhisheñ añgḌā.ī kī
- In: Poetry
- 2 Comments
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
- In: Poetry
- 3 Comments
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
Soil emits fragrance
Posted January 26, 2017
on:- In: Poetry
- 8 Comments
- Soil emits fragrance
During this monsoon
Thus the birds rejoice
…….
- Rain pours down
Every instant in the heart
It’s thou who enlivens
………..
- Soggy wet are eyes
See splish-splash around
The weather moist damp
……..
- River’s furious
As heart softens
Mountain mourns
……..
- A lamp was lit for long
Beyond the mountain
The beloved didn’t come
……..
- Wintry cold nights
Needy searches around
For comfort and warmth
raindrops
Posted June 10, 2016
on:
The raindrops sizzle when it’s raining
The warmness of thy love is so sizzling
lovely veil
Posted January 16, 2016
on:- In: Poetry
- 6 Comments
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
- In: Poetry
- 6 Comments
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 the 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 an 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 a river
Bearing grief, never shared with anyone, 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 known 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…
Even if we break the tradition
Posted October 17, 2015
on:- In: Poetry
- 4 Comments
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
Clouds pour rain only on lagoons
Posted August 19, 2015
on:- In: Poetry
- 14 Comments
Clouds pour rain only on lagoons
Fields but yearn for a single drop
Dust is peacefulness after agony
He tightens and entraps His way
Rise and fall is in line with His will
Fortune maker stays, up in the sky
Be cautious and better stay away
Now every human being bristles
I’m ultimate appraiser of jewels, so
The heart is not discounted, beloved
We scatter like sand particles Naina
My sighs in puts Thal into flames
Abr Bhi Jheel Par Barasta Hai
Kheit Ik Boond Ko Tarasta Hai
Dard Seh Kar Bhi Milti Hai Taskeen
Wo Shikanja Kuch Aise Kasta Hai
Uski Marzi Pe Hai Urooj O Zawaal
Bakht Saaz Aasman Pe Basta Hai
Ehtiyatann Zara Sa Dor Raho
Ab Tau Har Eik Shakhs Dasta Hai
Mein Bhi Joher Shanaas Hon Jaanan
Dil Ka Sauda Bhi Koi Sasta Hai
Reit Ban Kar Bikhartey Hain Naina
Meri Aahon Se Thal Jhulasta Hai
Farzana Khan Naina