and the skirt at the head,
all are stating in the court of God,
‘My son has always been nice to me.
Have I done anything ever that was liked by you,
will you please like to pay me,
may be a high,
very high price!
I want nothing for me
but give all that he thinks to ask from you,
but my shy son never asked,
I know you listen to the prayers of a silent heart,
my son speaks very little,
he has a lot inside but all is masked! ‘
Diversity of beauty in Halloween of rainbows,Feminity, Eve brought from the high meadows.Keeping Adam’s eyes diverted to the moon,In the flowers she hid this beautiful boon,How lovely you are, you are so much feminine,Oh pretty lovely flowers! You all are mine.Who gave golden ratio to the petals of flowers?It was in her body that rained…
سچ تو بڑا کڑوہ ہے مگر تجھکو پیوں گاسچ تو ہے اگر زہر تجھے پی کے مروں گاسچ چہرہ اگر تیرا نہ دیکھا گیامجھسےسچ وعدہ ہے یہ سچ نہ کبھی تجھسے کہوں گاسچ تو ہے اگر خواب تو یوسف کوئ لا دےسچ تو ہے زلیخا تو تجھے بنتا رہوں گاسچ تو ہے محبت تو بنٓا…
Any other instrument, will you please play?From beauty like you, don’t like a nay.Colors spread like a sudden rainbow,Such a green hit and the sexy pink throw!She smiled and slowly started speaking,secret of a virgin now peeping and leaking,her aroma whispered in the restless heart.“Imprisoned I was in thorns and thwart,Thanks my poet you got…
Every day in the morning,And again in the evening,She slowly walked,With a walking stick,The smile less lips,Never left each other,But spoke many words,I couldn’t listen to.She silently watched,Beauty of roses,Beauty of Jasmine,None she talked,The silver white hairs,And her skin of the wrist,And that of her cheeks,Like an abstract art,Told many stories!That I couldn’t read.The sobers…
اب تو تصویر بھی کھنچوانے سے ڈر لگتا ہےاب تو بگڑے ہوۓ چہرہ سے بھی وحشت ہو گئاب تو یہ گرد ان آنکھوں میں اترآئ ہےاب تو تصویر بھی تصویر ندامت ہو گئاب تو آواز ہوں دھیمی سی یہ کسنے سنیاب تو اتنی بھی بہت مجھ پہ عنائت ہو گئاب تو تصویریں پرانی بھی جلا…
I suggested a balloting on the issue.I wrote on a piece of paper,he also wrote on another piece of paper.My youngest granddaughter picked one of the two.‘Stay.’I immediately picked the two and thrown it in the dust bin.In joy nobody could mind the handwriting!Now I have no alternate but to follow the stay order.
