Maa. . .

Terre nazuk hathoun ka zevar,
Mere lye tunay baicha yeh keh kar,
Banounge parha likha k afsar.
Aur nivalaoun ko apney tark kar k,
Mere mu me thunsay woh saray nivalay,
Sardiou me jo nazla zukam hojata.
Mujhey maa ki tasbeeh aur rouna yaad ata.
Girgira k meri aafiat mangty woh *Rab* se.
Na mangty tu khud k lye kuch na mangty.
Garmioun mein jo bhaari mera bastta hota,
Boujh woh sab uthaati, mein mazay se souta.
Jo ratoun ko dar k mein na soo paataa.
Sukoon se apni agosh me mujhko sulaty.
Madhur awaz mein woh lori sunaaty,
Mein be khauf ho k seeenay se lag jata.
Zakhm khel k me lekr ghr ata,
Woh karak awaz me thora dant dapat-ty
Phr lapak mujhe wo seenay se lagaty
Aur un meray dar ka ehsaas kum hota.
Tham leta me us k humesha woh haat
Kehta humesha rahunga tere saath
Magar us ko thy jaldi, tha jaldi usay jaana
Mere ikhtiar me na tha wapis usko lana.
Maa tera ~Iztraab ban gaya ab toh afsar.
Par tere begair is jahan mein,
Na hy chand taray hain asmaan tujh se barh kar.
Teri azmat ko kya karun bayan.
Bas tere begair mujh mein kuch nahi baaqi.

Speak Up!

Impose, impose, impose high time to Speak Up! Rather than get dictated.

 

-Sr

Yeh Saval.

Kiun? Meray saathi mujh se bichray ho yun?
Kiun?
Mere iqraar k andaaz se naraz ho? Kiun?
Ye ishq hy hai mera junoon,
Aur mein hun sb se nalan yun?
Phr kiun?
Bichray ho yun?

-Sr

Liberate

Khomeni said it long back that "Weaker nations must defend and fight for their legitimate rights and freedom and not be dictated, enslaved, invaded or ruled unjustly by any eastern or western powers of the world". He said it long long time back. Can we gear up against slavery? Or be dictated for the rest of our lives?

 -Sr

Band Ghari.

Waqt ki ginty jo ki apni ghari mein -Iztraab,
Mout ki ginty bht karieb lagne lage.

 

-Sr

Something About Life

Life is not a journey which can be revisited, it is a one and only chance to quench whats within.

-Sr

Life Without you MoM is NO LIFE at all :

5 years gone past Mom. I still cant find a moment where I do not need you.

Love You.
-Sr

No One Is In Question.

I know no existence
Whether do I exist or whether not?
I am no one in myself
No where do I belong!

My entity is nowhere to be found
Now where would my journey end
Nothingness is where I belong

I think I construct
I hesitate I construe
I eat I sing
I breathe I brood
I am nothing yet I do
I slumber I reflect
Pensively muse.

For a single question to be answered
I get lampooned
Overstay to my dismay
No-One I am and No-One will I stay

-Sr

Kiyey Ja Sallu

Justujo e haq kiyey ja Sallu,
Gum k ghount pyeye jaa.
Kabhi bas us kabhi k intizaar me sahy
Thori aur mehnat kyey ja Sallu.

Tayyun Meri Simt ka Mumkin nahy.

Is simt pe nikal para houn aur nahy koi meray saath hay,
Bas kuch yaadien hai dhundli si,
Meray baazo aur do haath hain.

Kaha tha kisi ne bht durr aa niklay ho ~Iztraab!
Yeh Raasta kathin hai thak jaugay,
Kehdya menay bhy un say meray Azzaim bhy bebaak hain.

Chalna tha jin k sahaaray chorr gaye woh sab,
Muqaddar lagne laga tha aisa,
Ik taraf hai Jungle meri zindage me doosri taraf kaali raat hain.

Rangeein roshniyoun mein palla barha mein,
Log samjhay bhalla kaisay uthayega yeh itna boujh?
Aadhay raastay hy ulte paoun laut ayega!

Ibhaam na rehnay diya mene bhi,
Kehdya un se "Teigh o tawwakal meray paas hain."

-Sr

Quote

You can be a blind Lover; But you cant be a careless Lover.

Salman Rajan

Fabi Ayyi Allahy Rabi Kumma Tukaz Zibaan.

Despite the fact that I have been a profane destitute in offering prayers, have never bowed before the Lord Almighty, have been kept busy by the burning desires of which greed is the fuel, have never been the best of a person lately. Still my sorrows have been converted in to joys, my pains have gradually been taken over by happiness and my anguish has changed into harmony. To the utter surprise of oneself I have been flooded with countless rejoicing moments, which one could ever imagine. Perhaps it is my bounden destiny to know the unknown and the manifestations of Lord but unfortunately Lord is unknown to me.

Salman Rajan

Gum aur tum.

Aakhir gum bhi to ik ehsaas hai!
Kuch lamhoun k lye toh tu mere paas hai!
Hain kuch lakeerein aisi bhy hathoun me meray.
Jahan sirf tu aur mein saath hain.

Sirf teri dunya mein houna hai magan ab,
Chordunga saaray jatan ab,
Meri manzil tu hai bas ab,
Tu hy mera pyaar hai.

Salman Rajan

Why?

When people get elected to the highest rostrums of Policy Making. They perhaps seem to think that the are the gods walking on the planet. Why cant Law be equal for each and every individual of Pakistan? Why? I am so glad that United Kingdom has upheld its Legal Judicature vesting it with all the residuary powers. That is the primary reason why these societies have progressed of the years, Law is an essential ingredient without which a society would cease to function healthily. Every single individual should be subservient to the Law of the Land.

-Sr

Quote

Bring justice to the people and they''ll bring prosperity to your nation.

-Salman Rajan

Bounce Back.

A jobless father who could not support is family financially, set him self on blaze. Immolating himself in front of the so called Sheh Rug of Pakistani Politics " The National Assembly". He died.

Another Senior Citizen, the poor Pensioner breathed his last moments in this very state "Pakistan" awaiting his pension. He had good thoughts that his house could get some grocery for the days ahead of Eid.

Is this how Seniors are to be treated while the elected reps enjoy their perks? Is suicide the only option for the learned youth of Pakistan? It has happened in Tunisia. It can be in Pakistan.

Wake up. Kab tak Sougay? Woh bethien mehloun mein aur humaray buzurg aur naujwan martay rahaine?

Feed Feed...

Now I get the fair clue why Economic, Financial, Administrative and Internal conditions of Pakistan have deteriorated from bad to worse over the years and why it would never change. Kill Merit, feed the corporate agenda. Kill the Faith and the purpose of a welfare state. Derail every possible path that leads towards prosperity. Nifaq'. Break people in to clusters identifying their ethnic biases. Promote angootha chaap culture over merit. And prime most of all silence the lips of the naysayer that opposes to submit.

Mahdi (Salawat)

Inna Lillahay Wa Inna Illahay Rejeoun.

Aakhir kab tak yeh gaasib aur taghoni taqatien tere gharoun ko ujarti rahenge?
Kahien koi Mahdi (Salawat) bhi pal raha hai isi gumrah kun daur mein.

Phir Ajaao Na

Kabhie is chaoun me khyal ata hai.
Aur mera Dil thehr sa jaata hai.
Yeh Soch kar.
Ab december door nahi.
Aur mujhey abtak is tanhai pe uboor nahi.
Laaut aaogay na phir is baar ?

Mein bht kamzoor thi,
Aur Sabit kadam jo rehna tha.
Ab Yehi soch kar bas khayal ata hai.
K ab december door nahi.
Aur mujhey abtak is tanhai pe uboor nahi.
Laaut aaogay na phir is baar?

-Sr

Muddatoun se sattaya hua hoon.

Mein bhy tou sataaya hua hoon.
Parastish e gum bhi bhulaya hua hoon.

Is be his mehfil me aansoun ko chupaya hua hoon.
Dheroun ulfatoun ka sataya hua hoon.
Gum hy se gum ko bhulaya hua hoon.

~Iztrab agar phr bhi na ho shamma meray jalne se roshan!
Keh dena logo se k Zamanay ka sataaya hua hoon.

 

-Sr

Sell Every Thing

Sell my daughters sell my pride.
Sell all the shelters till I have no place to hide.
Sell my conscience, sell my faith.
Let my infants be killed in this blood bathe.
Sell the "Khudi" that Iqbal once gave,
Let innocent lives be pushed in to graves.
Sell my land to the mercenaries for oil.
Let all the houses be destructed beneath the soil.
Sell the unity that my people have.
And deny everything that Prophet Muhammad(Pbuh) said.
Sell and keep on selling it all.
Till you have nothing left.



Jago Waqt Kum Hai.

Kyun Kar Mumkin Hogaya?

Lafz-e-Bismil bhi parha Mainay! Phr bhi munkar hogaya?
Ya Elaahi Aisa kiun Kar Mumkin Hogaya?

Javab kuch youn aaya Elahi se.

Zameen pe utaara tujhey banna kar Kainaat ka Badshah Ae Aadam,
Par aakhir tu bhi tou Nafs ka Ghulaam Nikla.

-Sr

Barish.

Baarish tham ja ab k na baras.
Mere mulk mein barbaadyian aur bhi bht hain.

-Sr

Remorse Free.

Uncountable moments of joy.
Ecstasy I rejoice you.
Never let the remorse come near.

Never Ever.

 -Sr

Imam e Zaman

Mera mehvar markaz tu hai Mowla,
Sub kuch tu hai. Sub kuch tu.

Meri jaan, mera dil meri aarzoo.
Mera yaqeen, mera gumaan meri justujoo, Mera haq, mera baatin sub kuch hai tu,
Meri roshni, mera hum safar, meri manzil bhi tu.
Mera ishaq, mera wajud,
Meri khushi hai tu.

Mujhe mujh me har lamha basta hai tu.
Meri bechain aankho ka tu hi hai noor.

Mowla mein kya hun?
Tere begair?
Tu hi hai sab kuch Mowla.
Tujhi se mein houn.

Salawat- Imam-e-Zaman.

-Sr

Move

Insight,
At Nights,
Far gone,
Are the unreal heights.

Memories,
And the greed.
Lay low.
As we go slow.

Slow as the wind,
Slow as it blows,
Slow as it streams,
Slow as if flows.

Memoirs,
Of the truth,
Has its say.
And the fate sways.

Inking down,
White gown,
The black robes
And peaceful sounds.

Happiness,
Love and all the seeds
Well sown
With all the needs.

And we go slow,
Staying low,
With the flow,
and with the flow.

-Sr

Wajud*

Dayar-e-Ishq mujh na samajh ki samjh na asaka.
Kab? Kya? Aur kiun say agay mein na jasaka!

Ishq k madaar me gardish tu mene bhi ki parwanay ki tarah.
Afsoos apnay yaar ka pyaar na paasaka!

~Iztraab mana bhi kya tujhay baray bewafa hai raste Muhabbat k.
Zindage dhalty gae, par teri samajh na aasaka.

Salman Rajan

Chahat.

Rahat ki yeh chahat hai har ahat pe wo mera ho.
Sab kuch uska sab mera ho, mein uski houn woh mera ho.

Sabr k saray paimanoun mein, kul romaanvi dastaanoun mein,
Jb bazaar-e-ishq ho garm mere shehr mein, mein niq jaoun sirf us k lye,
khareed daar woh sirf mera ho.

-Sr

Azaadi.

Ye kya hai Maajra koi yeh batae mujhey?
Main hu azaad magar meri uraan hai mehdood!
Happy Independence.


At least we can do our part.
I wish that our flights are limitless.

Quote.

Indeed we are living in an age of lies, deceit and deception. One such case is of the fake Aalims that have marred the image of Islam as a progressive religion. Proportionately serving as the fine tools these fake Aalims are channeling masses towards a hidden agenda, bifurcating them on the basis of race, sects, castes, language and instigating them to rebel and go astray.

Bless us Ramadhan.

Quote.

Back then in 1947' there was this single nation with Two Nation theory.
Now in 2011' there's a single nation with several separatist theories.

-Sr

Breeze! Oh Breeze!

Breeze, oh breeze! You can wait.
You can wait forever,
I have my love here, with me.
I need no embraces.

The Veils have fallen down.
And the bosoms are drifting apart.
The Purdah is a bare segregation.
And the Love is beyond.

Breeze, oh breeze!
Caution the ones, that insinuate isolation.
Love transcends material artifacts.
And the boundaries created by men.

The gap is now filling in,
faster than one could think,
Brinks are now uniting.
And the Love breathes within.

 -Sr

King and his reign.

I am ready to die with a lie.
But not willing to live with truth.
So deeply designed are these desires of mine.
With a heavy heart I stand near the brook.
What I have done is no more in question.
What I will, would have effect.
Distress denies what I once was.
I lived like a King.
And a king that never lived.
I am ready to die with a lie.
But not willing to live with truth.

-Sr

Abu Mein Badlunga Pakistan.

Kyun hai yeh sab doobay sehmay say?
Mere mulq k log yeh q hain anjaan?
Mein tou hou na akela, daana idhar!
Abbu mein badlunga Pakistan!

-Sr

Priceless Smile.

Teri muskurahat ki keimat kya ada karun, Mehjabeen,
Yeh lafaani hai mere lye, meri umr-e-rawaan tak.

I know, the price of you smile cannot be paid, Mehjabeen,
But it would continue to amuse me till I live.

-Sr

Stay Sane.

Dear Tomorrow,

Please do not be harsh on me.

 

-Sr

Madhoshi.

Mast rehnay me koi kamal nahi.
Jaltay mere is des ki koi misaal nahi.
Aaag aisi ki hai barpaa mere apnoun ne,
Kiun fakhar hai? Kya mein Musalman nahi?

-Sr

Fail Not.

Feed the failure and you fail.
-Sr

Life worth Spent.

Behold what's yours,
and leave what isnt.
With a blink of an eye,
you time soon dies.
Acquire what needs to be loved,
Thus a life worth spent.

 

-Sr

Incomplete Nothingness.

I know I am nothing for you,
Forget everything and just be true.

Say it now I have been waiting for it, ever since,
Let this thing end , let me through.

Your tests have taken toll on me,
It is the time to set you free.

Go fly high my long lost love,
As the dove that flies in the skies above.

Why pretend that love exists between us?
When it is always about respect and mutual trust.

-Sr

In this darkness

In this darkness
let there be reverence
let there be light
let there be a saviour
with morals upright

let there be happiness
let there be deeds
let there be a world
without greeds

let there be a father
let there be a son
let there be a family
knitted with affection

let be penance
let there be peace
let there be humans
withering misdeeds

In this darkness
days after days
let there be hope
which doesn't sways

Lost in Love.

Mausam ki masti may mein mast hogya,
Itna dobaa mein tujh may bas, past hogaya,
Assal me naqal ka farmaan nahi tha lekin.
Khoya itna tujh mein k Sarmast hogaya.

So engrossed I have been,
in the enticing company of yours.
And drowned so deep in the sea of your love,
my identity is nowhere.
The true ordainment doesn't say to copy you,
But, I am a lost mystic, I cant think beyond you.

-Sr

Nam ka hai tu Musalmaan?

Kahan gaye Umar? Kahan gae Sift-e-Ali?
Mehaz takkbbur ne tujhay buht ouncha kardya hai ae Insaan.
Tu kiun bhool gaya hai apni pehchaan?
Khaak hai teri assal pehchaan.
Nafs-e-Ammara k ishaoriun par.
Teri agli nazar hai sitaraoun par.
Bus naam hy reh gaya hai Musalmaan.
Aur naam ka reh gaya hai tu Musalmaan.

-Sr

Quote

Man is corrupted by the desires that breathe within him.

-Sr

Iquilab ka Junoon.

Junoon kuch aisa barpaa kar ~Iztraab k yeh sham badal jaye,
Umeid badal jaye, eimaan badal jaye,
Sehmay huey dil ki awaaz badal jaye,
Yeh Raaz badal jaye, humraaz badal jaye,

Tadrees-o-Ilm ka alam bulnd ho phr aisa,
Har Kiun ka Javaab, badal jaye,
Mehkoom badal jaye, makhdoom badal jaye,

-Sr

Youm-e-Takbeer.

Rasoom-e-Sakhwat se khub waqif hai paros mera,
Gar othien mailiy nigaahien, dushman ki mujh pe ~Iztraab!
Bar-e-Sagheer me gounjay ge TAKBEER ki awaaz.

-Sr

Maut toh aani hai..

Marna hai Zaroori!
Phr kiun hai itni Mout se doori?
Roota hua aya tha; Rulaatay huay jaounga;
Mein Nishaan-e-Haidar apnay seenay pe sajja k Jaunga.

-Sr

Salute to the Defenders of the borders and the martyrs of Mehran.

Insan ki Insanyat.

Insaanyat kya bayaan karun Insan ki ~Iztaraab?
Quran mehaz rakha hai inhoun ne kitaab mein Zinda.
-Sr

Amar Hoja.

Marna hai Zaroori!
Phr kiun hai itni Mout se doori?
Roota hua aya tha; Rulaatay huay jaounga;
Mein Nishaan-e-Haidar apnay seenay pe sajja k Jaunga.

-Sr

Salute to the Defenders of the borders and the martyrs of Mehran.

Yium-e-Takbeer

Rasoom-e-Sakhwat se khub waqif hai paros mera,
Gar othien mailiy nigaahien, dushman ki mujh pe ~Iztraab!
Bar-e-Sagheer me gounjay ge TAKBEER ki awaaz.

-Sr

Reflection.

“Given nobody dies hungry, every day is an Eid Day.”
-Sr

Haqeeqat ki Haqeeqat ko Pehchaan.

Mijaaz ki haqeeqat toh jan sakta hai kabhi tu!
Par jo tu na janay haqeeqat ki haqeeqat toh kya hai haasil ~Iztraab?
-Sr

Piyaar.

Meri Raah Guzar mein woh raasta bhi aata tha kabhi kabhar,
Kabhi socha na tha, us raastay se hojayega mujhay bhi Piyaar.
-Sr

Taqdeer Badal.

Mere mulq k haalat kis tarah badloun Iztraab~?
Yahan khud log hy nahi chahtay apni halat badalna.
-Sr

Hadith-e-Qudsi

Oh Son of Adam! One is your desire the other one is what I desire. Things are subservient to what I desire. Yes, if you let go of your desires and seek refuge in my desires. You’d be given what you desire but if you rebel against my desires, you’d waste your energies in vain. Upheld would be my desire.
Hadith-e-Qudsi
Translation: Salman Rajan

Take a Chance.

Take a CHANCE.
Buy HOPE.

-Sr

Buy Hope!

Do not try to break the already broken in to more pieces of despair.

-Sr

On the Brook.

I am on the brook where I know not, whether to go with the flow or standstill.


-Sr

Teri Azmat ko Salaam Maa.

Meri "Maa" hai sub se Azeem,
Khud mujhey Khuda ney batatya hai.

-Sr

Badkismat Mulk.

Badkismat hai tu ae Musalmaan!
Buhat sassta bikkta hai tera Eimaan,
Mere mulq k bazaaroun mein!

-Sr

Phone Call from Heaven

My Cellphone rang I tried to catch up with pace.

Just to know who it was on the other side?

Why at this time? Why so late?

Couldn’t figure out who it was on the other line.

The silence kept me amazed.

And as I heard the first two words,

Sweet words, those seraphic lips uttered.

Bemused by that voice I heard.

I very well knew who that lady was.

Tears rolled down through the edge of my eyes,

Natural it was, they really couldn’t stop.

Warmly gliding through the pale cheeks,

Surpassing the joys of happiness ever achieved.

The very first words that she pronounced were,

“How are you dear?”

And I was blown apart.

Torn to pieces I was brought back to life,

By the following words that she uttered twice.

“I missed you honey you’ve lost your color!”

“Wish I was there, to give you toasts and butter.”

Startled I was couldn’t let loose a single word

As she kept inquiring,

Undeterred.

I gathered all my strengths

To ask if that really was her?

Was held back and advised by my inner voice,

To stay back and not to err.

She asked me if she really was missed?

How could I tell her she was a forceful bliss.

She asked me how without her life felt like?

“Lost soul without body”

I replied.

-Sr

Extract from my poem  '"Phone Call from Heaven".

Tajasus.

Itnay tajasus se na daikh mujhay Iztaraab~,
Meri zindage ka andaz-e-bayan kuch aur hai.

-Sr

Sincere Friend.

Sitting right ahead of me,
I know that he is my friend indeed.

I know he wont let me fall,
Amid all the battles he would stand like a strong wall.

I know he would never let me cry,
He would fight all the worries, hitting bulls eye.

I cherish having a sincere friend with me,
He is kind humble and very sweet.

-Sr

Dreams.

Why so brief?
These moments are.
Been waiting for a long time.

The yesteryears and the memories glued,
some sweet, some were crude.

Why cant these be chosen ahead of times?
Slaking all bids, quelling the shines.

Anxiety kills as the sand in the hourglass fades,
Some things still go unnoticed, untouched.

These memoirs clinched in the hearts lie low,
As an invisible has been gone with the flow.

-Sr

Paradise Lost.

What did I do?
Please make me through.
Doors of heaven, please let me through.
I cry for the things long foregone.
& the things I know I did wrong.
My youth was false heaven's trench,
& Manhood wasted in earning bread.
Jumping high at every fret,
I lost the way, I lost it all.
Could've said my prayers instead.

-Sr

Raza Sultan.

Most normal, sweet, simple and sane;
Working through without complains.

Never bothered by the bullying background scores,
Laboring firm and fast for those grains,


The poor soul he is only five,
Learn, frail and very naive,

Devoulty completes all his chores,
Assuring no hindrance caused,
by his hands full of sores.



Loyal, obedient and when his master calls,

He would fail not; even if the world falls.

Angelic innocence shines bright on his face,
Driving away lookers griefs, leaving no trace.

-Sr




[Raza Sultan is a very special human being with very special qualities, he earns his living as a motor mechanic assistant. At the naive age of five he gets 10 Rs a day from his Ustaad]

Tera aur Mera Jazba.

Yeh Jazba kaash meinay udhar dikhaya hota,
Wo fatuu'haaat-e-johr ghar par laya hota,
Kashmir ki hurriyat ka saaz aapnnaya hota,
Aur tilism-e-khas se apnay seenay ko jalaya hota,

Yeh Jazba kaash meinay udhar dikhaya hota,
Ittefaq mohbat aman-o-ashti ko diloun mein basaya hota,
Apni khuddi ko bulandi pe charhaya hota,

Mein to Shaheen ki bark-raftaari sa tez tha Iztraab,
Pas kaash teray agay sar jhukaya hota.
 

-Sr

Waiting for the time to just pass me by

Waiting for the time to just pass me by

within the stars and above the clouds i would fly

Waiting for the birds to chirp and sing..

How happy it would feel then within

Waiting for the joy that would drive me mad

Full of happiness tht would never make me sad

Waiting for the thought that would change this world

And life becomes easy and it never feels dull

Waiting for the melody that has never been heard

Melody so sweet that it would always be preferred

Waiting for the time to just pass me by

The time that never would make me cry.....

Waiting for the peace that would slow down wars..

And the progress that would open latched doors....

-Sr

SEE FOR YOUR SELF

I defy those who defy me

battered so hard

could not invariably see

challenges that are in now

would be a part of my prophecy

end of me and to those I defied,

there should be a stop for legitimacy

fluctuating perceptions and things then known

will put end to aristocracy

In yonder years yet to come

You'd believe to

my devout supplications and pleas

all is known and is part of intricacy

fire in you woud have not burt so readily

because you can not defy the truth

that every thing in this world is laid with such a delicacy..

-Sr

MEMORANDUM

At the first place;

Onthe first sight.

Everything is misery;

Each of it is pride.

Numerous of lives;

Having their own shades.

Taking long strides;

Just to get along with their invisible phase.

Shimmering starts or glancing stops;

Inflexible and pertinacious games yet to be played.

This is just a small one;

A small hunger of yet big quest.

Journey here ends with the end of time;

Till then there is no esteem but to go on with praise.

One who stands within himself;                              

Will be the one woh'd be given the trace.

Of the expanse of treasures which kept human beings amazed.

-Sr

Spurious Asserts

Even though right now I’m free

    Think that I’m in my deepest grief

Everything thing happens to be sort ‘of queer

    Realizing that I’m missing something

Aloofness of emotion and truce

    Has filled my heart with agony

Reality I really cannot defy

    Damn to care where lays Supremacy

Succession of thoughts and memories

    Still look like yesterday

Those enchanting days will I ever see?

   Can’t I change the past with me?

Deep wounds may not easily heal

    Though I’m trying to get through this ridiculous parody

 Yes! Life itself is a parody

    More twists more turns yet to see

Stinks when think of own self

    Cause led my life carelessly

I was born free

   I’m yet not free

Janay Q Mujh se Khafa rehta hai?

Kia koi mujhay bataiega woh q mujh sei khafa rehta hai?
Mein kuch din jo na mil sakun us say to mujhay khamosh lafzoun ki saza deta hai.

Saawan k mahenoun ki thand ratoun mein jo akela hojaun,
Toh apnay hathoun ki hararat se maza deta hai.

Hathoun se jo gesu us k sanwar dun,
Toh apnay hountoun ki muskhrahat se razaa deta hai.

Hojaaey kuch lamhoun ki agar dair mujhay,
Chanda ka sa mo phulae betha rehta hai.

Meray aangan me bikhri hue khushyaan tu buhat hain Iztaraab~,
Agar woh maali nah ho meri zindage k baagh mein,
Toh mera baagh khandarr ka saa samaa daita hai.

-Sr

Let Looms Roll.

Harder,
Let looms of Love & Strength start rolling,
Win every moment, Win Hearts.
Let the looms roll.

...Harder,
Victory is not far, Its within sight.
Win victory, Win Lives
Don't let the looms die.

Harder with every strike,
Let not the faith fail.
Lamps not far away, Win the Light,
Win the heights.

Let Looms Roll.

-Sr

 

Paisa?

Not every thing in this world comes with a price tag.
-Sr

FufuJan

Faith can move mountains.

-Fufujan

Maa Ki Dua Ka Talib . . .

Maa Ki Dua ka Talib

Mein Maa'oun ki Dua ka talib hun,
Shankaht Nara-e-Haidari meri,
 
Raftar Shaheen ki si hai,
Laga k seenay se apni SMG,
 
Mein charh jata hun bekhof,
Pur-khatr paharoun par,
 
Rah-e-Sirat hai manzil meri,
Husainiat ka Alam hai maathay par,
 
Marjaoun Maahaz par gar mein Iztrab~,
Kehdaina meri Maa'oun sei,
 
Beshak Hussain(AS) chalay gae,
Hussainiat abhy gae nahyn.

-Sr

Aamad-e-Mohammad

Aamad-e-Mohammad

Iltija k lye hath othae betha tha, bargaah mein,
YA RABB Sirate-e-Mustakeem ka ibham dur kar.
Hakeem, Faqeer, Fiqh, Aalim, Rabbi, Sab daikh chuka,
Ab yeh mamla jadeed waqtun tk dawaam kar.


Loh-e-Mehfuz me yeh baat wazay hogae.
Meray Rabb ka tohfa,
Aap Sallalahowalahay Wasalam ki Aaamad hogae.


-Sr