Tuesday, May 20, 2008
Bantii Nahien hAi Baat tO Phir Baat Kya Karien
Bantii Nahien hAi Baat tO Phir Baat Kya Karien
BiGray hOye hAin Shehar Kay Halaat Kya Karien
Aatii Nahien Giraft Mein SaansOn kii dOriyaan
HAin Gardish e Mdaam Mein Din Raat Kya Karien
LafzOn Kii Aik fOaj hAi Apni Kamaan Mein
MOun Mein Nahien zUbaan mUqalaat Kya Karien
TOota Ta'aluqaat Ka Har Aik SilSila
Thanday Paray hAin Vasl Kay jAzbaat Kya Karien
Aey dOst Chara Saazi e Chara-GaraaN Na POoch
Badtar hOye hAin Aur Bhi Halaat Kya Karien
Aaish o Trab Kii Mehfilien Un Ka NaSeeb hAin
HUm kO Millay hAin dArd Kay NaGhmaat Kya Karien
HUm Nay dUa Kay WaStay jAb Bhi Uthay Haath
HOnay Lagii hAi KhOon Ki BarSaat Kya Karien
--
Confidential
Aryan Mughal
03454223724
Friday, May 16, 2008
If You Forget Me
I want you to know
one thing.
You know how this is:
if I look
at the crystal moon, at the red branch
of the slow autumn at my window,
if I touch
near the fire
the impalpable ash
or the wrinkled body of the log,
everything carries me to you,
as if everything that exists,
aromas, light, metals,
were little boats
that sail
toward those isles of yours that wait for me.
Well, now,
if little by little you stop loving me
I shall stop loving you little by little.
If suddenly
you forget me
do not look for me,
for I shall already have forgotten you.
If you think it long and mad,
the wind of banners
that passes through my life,
and you decide
to leave me at the shore
of the heart where I have roots,
remember
that on that day,
at that hour,
I shall lift my arms
and my roots will set off
to seek another land.
But
if each day,
each hour,
you feel that you are destined for me
with implacable sweetness,
if each day a flower
climbs up to your lips to seek me,
ah my love, ah my own,
in me all that fire is repeated,
in me nothing is extinguished or forgotten,
my love feeds on your love, beloved,
and as long as you live it will be in your arms
without leaving mine
one thing.
You know how this is:
if I look
at the crystal moon, at the red branch
of the slow autumn at my window,
if I touch
near the fire
the impalpable ash
or the wrinkled body of the log,
everything carries me to you,
as if everything that exists,
aromas, light, metals,
were little boats
that sail
toward those isles of yours that wait for me.
Well, now,
if little by little you stop loving me
I shall stop loving you little by little.
If suddenly
you forget me
do not look for me,
for I shall already have forgotten you.
If you think it long and mad,
the wind of banners
that passes through my life,
and you decide
to leave me at the shore
of the heart where I have roots,
remember
that on that day,
at that hour,
I shall lift my arms
and my roots will set off
to seek another land.
But
if each day,
each hour,
you feel that you are destined for me
with implacable sweetness,
if each day a flower
climbs up to your lips to seek me,
ah my love, ah my own,
in me all that fire is repeated,
in me nothing is extinguished or forgotten,
my love feeds on your love, beloved,
and as long as you live it will be in your arms
without leaving mine
Wednesday, May 14, 2008
Meri Har Saans Par Zakhm Hai Uski Yaado Ka
Meri Har Saans Par Zakhm Hai Uski Yaado Ka,
Gar Hum Likhte Taqdeer To Apne Liye Har Saza Likhte.
Unke Apno K Kehne Par Begana Bana Diya Hume,
Naadaan Hai Wo,kaun Apna Hai Ye Nahi Samajhte.
Mile Wo To Karu Shikwa Usse Uski Bewafai Ka,
Rehte Hai Ghar Me Wo Hume Sar-e-raah Nahi Milte.
Jaane Kis Soch Me,kis Khayal Me Gumm Hai Aks,
Sochta Hu Kehdu Usse Lekin Lafz Nahi Milte.
Gar Hum Likhte Taqdeer To Apne Liye Har Saza Likhte.
Unke Apno K Kehne Par Begana Bana Diya Hume,
Naadaan Hai Wo,kaun Apna Hai Ye Nahi Samajhte.
Mile Wo To Karu Shikwa Usse Uski Bewafai Ka,
Rehte Hai Ghar Me Wo Hume Sar-e-raah Nahi Milte.
Jaane Kis Soch Me,kis Khayal Me Gumm Hai Aks,
Sochta Hu Kehdu Usse Lekin Lafz Nahi Milte.
Kabhi Jo Ehsaas Ho Tum Ko
Kabhi Jo Ehsaas Ho Tum Ko
Ke Tum Acha Nahin Karte
Jo Mujh Ko Yun Rulate Ho
Lahoo Mera Jalate Ho
Agar Is Aag Main Jal Kar
Main Ek Din Raakh Ho Javun
Mujhe Dil Se Bhula Dena
Samandar Main Baha Dena
Magar Ye Yaad Rakhna Tum
Khuda Se Ye Dua Karna!
Ke Jo Acha Lage Tum Ko
Wo Tum Jaisa Na Ho Hargiz
Warna Tum Bhi rovoge
Mujhe Jaise Rulate Ho...
Thursday, May 1, 2008
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