Maybe there is nothing more than sunshineOut upon the terrace of your heart.The miracles that might have been at one timeHave long since found a reason to depart.Each day must be itself a new redeemerReturned to bring you home to inner joy.‘Tis the longheld habit of the dreamerSimply to let sunshine spirits buoy.Destiny does not decree one’s musicAs one has always ample chance to choose it,Yet cherishing what nothing can destroy.
Bikhar Rahi Hai Meri Zaat Use KehnaKabhi Mile To Ye Baat Use KehnaWo Sath Tha To Zamana Tha Humsafar MeraMagar Ab Koi Nahi Mere Sath Use KehnaUse Kehna Ke Bin Us Ke Din Nahi KattaSisak Sisak Ke Katti Hai Raat Use KehnaUse Pukarun Ke Khud Hi Pohunch Jaun Us Ke PaasNahi Rahe Wo Halaat Use KehnaAgar Wo Phir Bhi Na Laute To Ae Meherbaa’n QasidHamari Zeest Ke Halaat Use KehnaHaar Jeet Us Ke Naam Kar Rahai HoonManati Hoon Apni Haar Use Kehna
Jisne humko chaha, use hum chah na sake,Jisko chaha usae hum pa na sake,Yeh samajh lo dil tutne ka khel hai,Kisi ka toda aur apna bacha na sake,Ek aur sher sunata hoon——Manzilein bhi uski thi, raasta bhi uska tha;Ek hum hi akele thei, kafilaa bhi uska tha;saath chalne ki soch bhi uski thee, Fir raasta badalne ka faisla bhi uska tha;aaj akele hain…dil sawaal karta hai…Log to uske the, …kya khuda bhi uska tha????
charag apne thakan ke koi safai na dewo tiragi hai ke ab khwab tak dhikhai na debahut satate hain rishte jo tut jate hainkhuda kisi ko bhi taufiqeashanai na demain sari umr andheron mein kat sakata hunmere diyon ko magar raushani parai na deagar yahi teri duniya ka hal hai malikto meri qaid bhali hai mujhe rihai na dedua ye mangi hai sahame hue mu’arrik neke ab qalam ho khuda surkh raushnai na dePoet of the poem/ghazal or Nazam: Meraj Faizabadi
azmatezindagi ko bech diyahum ne apani khushi ko bech diyachashmesaqi ke ik ishare peumr ke tishnagi ko bech diyarind jamosubu pe hanste hainshaikh ne bandagi ko bech diyarahguzaron pe lut gai radhasham ne bansuri ko bech diyajagamagate hain vahashaton ke dayaraql ne aadmi ko bech diyalaborukhsar ke ivaz hum nesitvatekhusravi ko bech diyaishq beharupiya hai ae ‘sagar’aap ne sadagi ko bech diyaPoet of the poem/ghazal or Nazam: Sagar Siddiqui
koi samajhayiye ki kya rang hai maikhane kaaankh saqi ke uthe, nam ho paimane kagarmieshama ka afasana sunanevaloraqs dekha nahi tum ne abhi paravane kachashmesaqi mujhe har gam pe yad aati hairasta bhool na jaun kaheen maikhane kaab to har sham guzarati hai isi kuche meinye natija hua naseh tere samajhane kaab to har manzil se guzarna to hai aasan “iqbal”ishq hai nam khud apne se guzar jane kaPoet of the poem/ghazal or Nazam: Iqbal Safi Puri
shauq har rang raqeebesarosaamaaN niklaaqais tasveer ke parde meiN bhee uriyaaN niklaa.zaKHm ne daad na dee, tangeeedil ki yaarab !teer bhee seenaebismil se par_afshaaN niklaa.booegul, naalaedil, doodecharaaGHemehfiljo teree bazm se nikla, so parishaaN niklaa thee nau_aamoz_fana’a himmatedushwaar_pasandsaKHt mushkil hai ki yah kaam bhee aasaaN nikla dil meiN fir giryaaN ne ik shor uThaaya ‘GHalib’aah jo qatra na nikla tha, so toofaaN nikla.
Khabi Khud Pe Khabi Halat Pe Rona Aaya…Baat Nikli To Har Ik Baat Pe Rona Aaya…Hum To Samje Te K Hum Bhol Gaye Hain Un Ko…Kia Hova Aaj Ye Kis Baat Pe Rona Aaya…Kis Liye Jeete Hai Hum Kis K Liye Marte Hai…Baarha Aise Sawalaat Pe Rona Aaya…Kon Rota Hai Kisi Aur Ki Katir Ae Dost…Sab Ko Apni Hi Kisi Baat Pe Rona Aaya…Khabi Khud Pe Khabi Halat Pe Rona Aaya…Baat Nikli To Har Ik Baat Pe Rona Aaya…
Khabi Khud Pe Khabi Halat Pe Rona Aaya…Baat Nikli To Har Ik Baat Pe Rona Aaya…Hum To Samje Te K Hum Bhol Gaye Hain Un Ko…Kia Hova Aaj Ye Kis Baat Pe Rona Aaya…Kis Liye Jeete Hai Hum Kis K Liye Marte Hai…Baarha Aise Sawalaat Pe Rona Aaya…Kon Rota Hai Kisi Aur Ki Katir Ae Dost…Sab Ko Apni Hi Kisi Baat Pe Rona Aaya…Khabi Khud Pe Khabi Halat Pe Rona Aaya…Baat Nikli To Har Ik Baat Pe Rona Aaya…
How much I love you I can’t say:It’s more than words can hold.You’re all at once my rich, red clay,My potter and my mold.Yours the words that shaped my voice,The spirit within mine.Yours the will that shaped my choice,My fortune, and my sign.How lucky I was to have had youAt the core of me!Wise and good, you always knewJust what I could be.And so I came to be someoneWhom I could be proud of.For this I give my swollen sumOf gratitude and love.
Mere happiness is not the song I’m singing:Of mothers’ joy a jagged piece is pain.To love is to be amply burdened, bringingHearts with gifts to an uncharted plain.Even so, one longs to be a mother,Remembering a richness unreserved‘Ere one could barely recognize another,Sustained by love unsought and undeserved.Deeper than oneself is one’s communion,A revelation reached alone by unionYet yearned for, though through years of love well served
Mere Dil Mere MusaafirHuaa Phir Se Hukm SaadirKe Vatan Badar Hon Ham TumDen Galii Galii SadaayenKaren Rukh Nagar Nagar KaaKe Suraag Koi PaayenKisii YaarENaamaabar KaaHar Ek Ajanabii Se PuuchhenJo Pataa Thaa Apane Ghar KaaSarEKuuENaashanaayaanHamen Din Se Raat KaranaaKabhii Is Se Baat KaranaaKabhii Us Se Baat KaranaaTumhien Kyaa Kahun Ke Kyaa HaiShabEGam Burii Balaa HaiHamien Ye Bhii Thaa GanimatJo Koii Shumaar HotaaHamien Kyaa Buraa Thaa MaranaaAgar Ek Baar Hotaa
Baby’s First BirthdayIt’s your very first birthday, baby,One candle on your cake;Proud parents stare in wonderAt each new move you make.We join in celebration,As this special date arrives,For baby has brought pleasureInto all our lives.We look forward now to seeingHow you progress and grow,From the cute and tiny infantYou were one year ago.So dig into your icing;Enjoy your presents, too.The reason for this dayIs a special person–you!By Joanna Fuchs
Na Tuje Chor Saktay hain Tere ho bhi nhi saktay,Ye Kesi Bebasi hy Ham ro bhi nhi saktay,Ye Kesa Dard Hy Hmein Pal Pal Tarpaey Rakhta Hy,Teri Yaad Aati Hy To Phr So Bhi Nhi Saktay,Chupa Saktay Hain Na Dikha Saktay Hen Logon Ko,Kuch Aesay Daagh Hain Dil Per Ham Dho Bhi Nhi Saktay.Kaha To Tha Chor Deingay Ye Nagar Phr Ruk Gaey Lakin,Tumhein Paa To Nhi Saktay Lakin Kho Bhi Nhi Saktay.Hmara Aik Hona Bhi Nhi Mumkin Raha Ab To,Jein Kesay Keh Tum Se Door Reh Bhi Nhi Saktay.
Na Tuje Chor Saktay hain Tere ho bhi nhi saktay,Ye Kesi Bebasi hy Ham ro bhi nhi saktay,Ye Kesa Dard Hy Hmein Pal Pal Tarpaey Rakhta Hy,Teri Yaad Aati Hy To Phr So Bhi Nhi Saktay,Chupa Saktay Hain Na Dikha Saktay Hen Logon Ko,Kuch Aesay Daagh Hain Dil Per Ham Dho Bhi Nhi Saktay.Kaha To Tha Chor Deingay Ye Nagar Phr Ruk Gaey Lakin,Tumhein Paa To Nhi Saktay Lakin Kho Bhi Nhi Saktay.Hmara Aik Hona Bhi Nhi Mumkin Raha Ab To,Jein Kesay Keh Tum Se Door Reh Bhi Nhi Saktay.
