Sometimes player sometimes a toy
Passes life as a playboy
And hugs the death as a hangdog!
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The hearts crawling on each other,
But time was jealous and could not see,The two innocents in love only love.It started snatching the beauty of life,One by one everything was gone,Emotions were gone,Sentiments were gone,Passions were gone,Understanding was gone.The cruel age,Coated a layer on everything,A layer that needs a name,Distances were increased,The beloved when turned,In a living hysteria,The act was reacted,And…
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Ground Realities The CommentBut the home for body when loves its inhabitantand a flower is sprung,that has hypnotizing colors and ecstatic odors,the hardness of this unwanted home starts softeningthe home for the body starts sharing from the home for the heart,what was reserved for the heart only.The feelings and emotions of the heart do not…
I forgot what I have lost,
I lost my infancy,I lost my childhood,I lost my youth,I lost my age whenI was really matured,I’m not an old man,I’m a child once again,I play with my grand children,I smile with them,I cry with with them,I have a careful look,I see the old lady is sleeping,I walk like a clever cat,I’ve a key of…
Keya yeh tera chehra hay koi aur hi chehra lagta hay,
Keyun mujhse aankh churata hay keyun mujhse bat chupata hay,Han yeh tera chehra hay per utra utra lagta hay,Keyun aankhein sooji sooji hayn honton ka tabassum kahan geya,Ab itna maghmoom bhi keyun yeh hansta chehra lagta hay.Subh sham wuhi din rat wuhi per dil mein khala ek dikhti hay,Ek kami si kutch mahsoos hui kutch…
The letter I wrote should have been marked confidential,
The naughty Angels took advantage of the error,They opened the envelope read it loudly and became excited,I wonder how the Angels became excited,Like an old man who casually becomes delighted.The devil recorded the voice of the Angels and made it public,The poor poet has just asked Him, what’s the soul of sex?Reproduction or pleasure, or…
کچھ بات تو ہے آج وہ کترا كے گئے ہیں
گھبرا كے میرے پاس جو آتے تھے ہمیشہکیوں آج وہی مجھ سے بھی گھبرا كے گئے ہیںتعریف ذرا کھل كے جو کر دی ہوئی غلطیمجھکو بھی خبر ہے کہ وہ اترا كے گئے ہیںجاتے ہوئے ناراض ذرا سے بھی نہیں تھےہاں میری شرارت پہ وہ شرما كے گئے ہیںکل وہ ادھر آئیں گے مجھے پُورا…