A hair I see, whose it can be?
With the seeds of a fruit beneath a tree,
That lit the tubes of heavenly neon lights,
How airy are now the warming nights,
That moved the blades of the static fan,
How happy next day is the man!
After a kiss in fact the bliss of the bliss,
A hair of Eve that fell in the first kiss!
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بہت کچھ کر لیا ہم نے مگر کچھ کم سا لگتا ہے
کبھی ملبوس فطرت میں محبت اور نفرت میںنہ چھو پایا تجھے دیدہ ھمیشہ نم سا لگتا ہےجھلک تیری اگر دیکھی تو آئنہ میں دیکھی ہےکبھی روشن کبھی مدھم یہ کچھ کچ ھہم سا دکھتا ہےگریزاں ہم سے رہتا ہے کبھی کچھ سن بھی لیتا ہےکبھی ہم زم سے لگتے ہیں کبھی وہ زم سا لگتا…
A difficult question I put up for replies,
Who rules the world? I think cartoons,That grow in the heaven’s dirty spittoons,and attract large number of insects and flies!
Amazing,
And I have flowers in a green back ground.Your stars don’t become fruits,But my flowers become fruits with seeds.He smiled and replied,It’s my sunlight sweetheart,Acting as a catalyst,And without that,You can’t perform this magic.I smiled and said,I am a compromise of blue and green.She whispered in my ears,My Child! it’s not compromise,It’s love!A butterfly when…
I have just received a call from him,
has come out of his house.He must be standing on a bus stop,in the busy hours of the Saturday evening.The whole world suffers from the Saturday night fever,I can afford to gift him a motorbikebut he is very much sensitiveof his self-respect.Moreover,it’s not his birthday,it’s my birthday.Oh! He must have purchased a gift for me,where…
Growing with grapes,
In helpless dreams,Their flowing streams,From a valley so green,The grapes I preen,No juice for the wine,But the wrinkles shine,In a loose thicker gown,The grapes are brown,The gone greenery,Changed the scenery,The raisin is dry,Its taste I try,Viscous is the juice,With me on a deuce,A delicious game,O God! In your name,Neither love is a shame,Nor it’s blame,Sweeter…
دیوار تو اب گرسکتی نہیں اسے اتنا بھی اونچا نہ کرو
یہ ساۓ میرے بچپن کے یہ ساۓ میری جوانی کےانہی سایوں میں وقت کو رکنے دوسورج کو ٹوکا نہ کروتم پشت میری جانب کر کے جب اپنی زلفیں سنوارتی ہومیں جانتا ہوں کیا سوچتی ہو لیکن اب سوچا نہ کروسورج کی کلا تو ہوتی نہیں پر چاند کی اپنی کلائیں ہینوہ چاند جو گھٹتا بڑھتا…