Gham-e-safar : UPDATE!

Besides writing songs, i also delve in writing poetry. It could be about any issues running in my mind at that time. Be it about love, life, struggle, ecstasy or even social issues, sometimes the best way is to pick up your pen and start scribbling.

So something in Urdu Today

ख़्वाब-ए-तमन्ना (Dreams of Desire)

ख़्वाब

जो बुने, तो पूरे ना हुए कभी

जब चुने, तो दिखने बंद हुए

और जब दिखे, तो वहीं दफ़न हुए

फिर सोचा

ख़्वाब देखना छोड़ देता हूँ

कुछ मिल जाए, यह सोचना छोड़ देता हूँ

और नींद के दरिया में ही बह जाता हूँ

अब क़िस्सा बना नायाब

ख़त्म तो हुए दिखने वो ख़्वाब

पर लगा जैसे बचा नहीं बाक़ी

हासिल करने लायक़ कोई ख़िताब

अब दिन हुए रंगीन, और हसीन हुई रातें

यूँ ही वक़्त बीत जाता, खुद से कर बातें

ना रही कुछ पाने कि ख़ुशी, ना हुआ कुछ खोने का ग़म

बेबाक़ दौड़ती ज़िंदगी की रफ़्तार भी हुई कम

अब सोचता हूँ

क्यों लिखता था ख़्वाबों में, चाहतों की किताब

क्यों सुरूर-ए-इश्क़ के लिए, करता रहा वक़्त ख़ाक

जब तकमील होने के लिए रूह ही थी फ़राख॰॰

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Love, questioned!

I have often wondered

What is the way of love

Is it to run unfettered

Flow like the lyrics to a song

Or is it to be steered

Like the brain directing

Chords to that song

Is there then, no one way of love?

And,

Does love really make you complete

Or leave you yearning for more

Isn’t it like the book you read

The song you heard

The place you visited

That you can never have enough of

How can love ever be, or make you, complete?

Is love everlasting,

Times change, you grow

You love someone, and then they go

Leaving memories, distant stars

pasted on a cloudy night

Yet, as another day dawns

You pick up the pieces, start again

Isn’t it true then, that love does, one day, end?

Is love to be only in black or white

Someone once asked me

Or does it run layered in intensity and form

Can one not love more than one

At the same time

So I replied, go ask your heart

Does it know while beating away,

Where to send and how much to give

How can love then, decide to be monochrome?

One thing is certain

Love changes its shape, color and way

All the time, and it will not forever stay

It ends and begins anew

But always grows inside of you

It may choose not to reply,

To whatever you wish to ask

Look carefully, though

As both the questions and answers

Lie within your heart!

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