Bittersweet Symphonies…

Muhabbat kon kehta hai ek mudhur sa naghma hai?

Baaz gisht jis ki sabhi eewan sunte hain…
Wo jis k soz k agay saaz bhi jaam bharte hain.
Mujhe tou be suri tap daq k hamil ek ajnabi shaks ki
raagni jesi…
goongay ki pukaar jesi
kisi panjhi k qafas se takarain khati
aah o zaar jesi
tawwaif k ulcer zada payun ki jhankaar jesi
gunah gaar lagti h!

Muhabbat baar lagti h!

Muhabbat janay kia hai ye naheen tou dhool main bus gum
kisi k payuun ka naqsha
chand lamhaat ka sadqa
yaadon se kamar basta
koi fankaar lagti h!
muhabbat khud muhabbat se bari bezaar lagti h!

Muhabbat kon kehta hai ek mudhur sa naghma hai?

Mujhe tou ghul machati
zehan p ek baar lagti hai!
libaas e zeest ko yun taar taar karti
har hadd e litafat se buhat farar lagti hai!

Muhabbat kon kehta hai ek mudhur sa naghma hai?

kisi piano ki tooti keys ki lalkaar lagti hai

Bari bekaar lagti hai!

Btayo kon kehta hai

Ye mudhur sa naghma hai?

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Show me the meaning of being lonely!

Loneliness;
That ugly bug!
Which crawls its way along my side,
It’s piercing fangs…
That make me cringe with pain and fright.

Loneliness;
My wet pillow!
That makes me stay up all the night.
Acid soaked!
A thorny bed, a sleepless night.

Loneliness;
A tiny stone.
Rocked by world and yet alone.
Played by all but seldom felt.
The cruel myth: ‘it never melts’

Loneliness;
My hand dispatched!
From your grip to free state.
It’s senseless death and apathy,
surging up with violent pace.

Loneliness;
My dangling fate!
All alone with reddened eyes.
A heart that suffers all the more.
And all you see a complacent face.

Loneliness;
My crazy love.
Added to it the countless facts.
The misconceptions and whims a bit,
That shapes me as a lonely soul.

And so I drift in loneliness…
Sinking awaits!


EPILOGUE:

Certain things happen with certain some one but fortunately things turn out great when the storm subsides 🙂 Since all is well till reported last, =P I do have an interesting image to share:

You ought to know  that I am lame and mad 😉


ا سے میں نے ھی کہا تھا کہ چلے جا ٴو تم

کبھی ر ستے میں ملیں چلتے چلے جا ٴو  تم
ا سے میں نے ھی کہا تھا کہ چلے جا ٴو  تم

ر و ح پر با ند ھو نہ پہر ے نہ میر ی با ت کر و
میں کو ن تھی ، میں کو ن ھو ں بھو ل جا ٴو تم

میر ی آ نکھو ں سے کو ئ نیند نہیں ر و ٹھی ھے
ر ت جگے یو ں ھیں کے خو ا بو ں میں نہ آ جا ٴو  تم

میر ی ھستی پہ جو نا سو ر تیر ے با عث ھیں
و قت بھر د ے گا ا نہیں ھر مر ھم لے جا ٴو  تم

محبت یہ نہیں ھو تی ، محبت یو ں نہیں ھو تی
بھو لے سے ھو ئ ا یک بھو ل تھی ا س کو بھو ل جا ٴو  تم

ھر نقش جب مٹا د یا ، ھر لفظ جب بھلا د یا

ا س با ت کو عمر ھو ئ و ہ عمر نہ جتا ٴو  تم

ا سے میں نے ھی کہا تھا کہ چلے جا ٴ و  تم

Kabhi rastay main milain chaltay chalay jayo tum

usay meney hi kaha tha k chalay jayo tum. . . . . .. . .

Rooh par bandho na pehray , na meri baat karo

main kon thi , main kon hoon bhool jayo tum. .

usay meney hi kaha tha . . . .

Meri ankhon se koi neend nahi roothi hai……….

ratjagay yun hain k khawbon main na ajayo tum

usay meney hi kaha tha. . . . .

meri hasti p jo naasoor terey ba’is hain,

waqt bhar de ga unhain , har marham le jayo tum

usay meny hi kaha tha. . . ..

muhabbat ye nahi hoti, muhabbat yun nahi hoti. .

bhoolay se hui ek bhool thi, is ko bhool jayo tum

usay meney hi kaha tha. . .

har naqsh jab mita diya,har lafz jab bhula diya

is baat ko umar hui,wo umr na jatayo tum

usay meny hi kaha tha k chalay jayo tum!!

(wrote in class 10th, recited in 1st year,Akhss at nigarshat e tulba (: )

Sour side of sorority!!

Witnessed the two lasses grown up together?
sharing the woes and secrets,
and blurring, broiling blues,
to which the world is apath
wonder we have no clues!

You may find them whisper,
the “sweetest” hums of friendship
under the parking shade
besides the bank of river.
wonder we have no clues!

In low days they will,
sit hands intertwined
they pat and tap and dab.
their harmonies aligned
wonder we have no clues!

Along this clueless trail
you may find someday
one kissed the lips of other
her smile so frail. .
wonder we have no clues!

She hugged her the tightest
and rubbed the back and said;
we are the friends forever
who dares to separate?
wonder we have no clues!

And so they kissed again
and tell the onlooker
O’ cut the holy crap!
we just madly love each other.”
wonder we have no clues!

and then they kissed thrice.
and cuddled each other
dismissed their proposals
and kicked away the suitors
wonder we have no clues!

With that they walked away
towards nothingness. .
their near and dear ones and ‘who not’ did the follow
but desperation led the way.
wonder we have no clues!

EPILOGUE:

Well. . . (: I don’t know if what I tried to convey is easy to decipher or not. . :s but that’s all I could say and pen down as I am more than just shocked . . Couldn’t sleep last night and thought over THIS. Would you think otherwise if a person you know since Montessori turns out to be . . .not straight! and her own father calling her existence as God’s curse. I feel so awful and so sorry. . . I just can’t express. People are becoming sapphic , that’s right! I blame parents and near ones in many cases. Had they discouraged the girl’s inclinations and interests since her childhood she wouldn’t spoil herself like that. People used to APPRECIATE her and LOVE her for what she was becoming . Being tomboy is not cool. .for God’s sake. It increases the production of testosterone manifold if a girl starts thinking like a boy. We as a society are the most insane ,illiterate people on earth. . . Wonder we have no clues!!!