Posts Tagged ‘season’
Rain fall
Posted on: July 26, 2015
- In: Poetry
- 7 Comments
Rain fall and fast wind was there since evening
Lightning and thunder there too since evening
I walked to find happiness in dark gloomy clouds
Heart turned unhappy, was gloomy since evening
The moon and stars hid somewhere in the clouds
Indications were obvious, ambiance since evening
The day remained also in search of single season
In autumn sunset fast wind blew since evening
Spent entire life span yet never got any incentive
Whatever got was a punishment since evening
بارش تھی اور تیز ہوا شام سے ہی تھی
بجلی کی چمک ایک صدا شام سے ہی تھی
کالی گھٹا میں ڈھونڈنے نکلا تھا میں خوشی
دل ہو گیا اُداس گھٹا شام سے ہی تھی
ماہ و نجوم بادلوں میں چھُپ گئے کہیں
آثار تھے نمایاں فضا شام سے ہی تھی
دن بھی رہا تلاش میں سورج کی ایک فصل
شام خزاں میں تیز ہوا شام سے تھی
عمریں گزار دیں نہ جزا کوئی مل سکی
جو کچھ ملا وہ ایک سزا شام سے ہی تھی
انور زاہدی
Like a view!
Posted on: April 19, 2012
- In: Poetry
- 6 Comments
Like a view from a passing van’s pane
He met me, but like a running mass!
I’m a drifter like the wind on roadways
He waits too, but silent like a pine tree
Don’t see the buzz of the bazaar with my eyes
Township will look bleak like a house
The same sense of agony as of in prison
Come home daily as coming to office
Term returned to print grief on leaves
Sunlight is piercing eyes like a dagger;
Composed by Ahmed Shamim
Translated by Tanveer Rauf
Hamd (in praise of Allah)
Posted on: January 18, 2012
- In: Poetry
- 3 Comments
Allah caresses me like gentle wind
He is linked with devoted heart beat
Shine like rays everyday on my door
I see Him like luminous atmosphere
In cold season in my soul’s solitude
He stays with me, clings like shawls
If ever lost in wilderness of desert
Guides me akin to sounds of forest
If scared of ghastly dreams of space
He sings lullaby with wishes by night
He’s to me like sheltered banyan tree
He understands me just like a mother
Composed by Shaista Mufti
Translated by Tanveer Rauf
This Spring——-!
Posted on: January 15, 2012
- In: Poetry
- 5 Comments
This spring is lost in some gloom
The colors, foliage and flowers
What are these pinpointing to?
Singing glum on air’s rhythm
The dreamy moments that lost
Drained; slept inside the eyes
Fragrance of those dreamy moments
I’ve seen their dew on every flower
Few moments of spirit’s harmony
Incredible few cherished moments
Smiling joyfully in my imagination
I am sure the season of Spring
Was never so beautiful ever
Composed by Shaista Mufti
Translated by Tanveer Rauf
blessings for all
