Stardust Devotion Had I had the chance to meet you earlier,I would have died to do so!We would meet in another universe;In the realm of dreams and beyond this weariness-We would have our morning coffee together,And in the evening, we would walk in the perfect weather!We would witness the sunrise together ,And sit under the […]
In Perfect Sync How perfect was it,the exact second You came!The moon shone more intensely and the clouds stood still-Time seemed to stop and my mind showed no skill!There was this scenic silenceAnd the stars were blushing!It was at this exact moment,That my heart beat for the first time;And in my eyes your love shone
Memory Lane Blues Deep down the memory lane,I saw my heartAll shattered it was,And in pain!I saw the pieces,And they were all insaneWith the broken dreamsAnd no hope reatined!Deep down the memory lane,I saw my heartAll shattered it was,And in pain!
لا معلوم سردیوں کی شامیں اس قدر اداس کیوں ہوتیں ہیں؟ میں خود سے کبھی کبھی یہ سوال کرتا ہوں، مگر بیک وقت میں سکون بھی دل میں لیے ہوئے ہوں۔ کبھی کبھی اس کی رہ رہ کر یاد آتی ہے؛ وہ، جسے مجھ سے محبت تھی۔اک ایسی ہی شام تھی، کچھ یاد نہیں دسمبر
تحریر : تعلق (حصہِ اول) وہی زندگی ،وہی مرحلے، وہی کارواں، وہی راستے مگر اپنے اپنے مقام پر کبھی تم نہیں کبھی ہم نہیںمگروہی آبلے، وہی جلن، کوئی سوزِدل میں کمی نہیں جو تم تھے آگ لگا گئے، وہ لگی ہوئی ہے بجھی نہیںکچھ تعلقات زمان و مکان کی قید سے ماورا ہوتے ہیں جیسے
تحریر : تعلق (حصہِ اول) Read More »
صاحبِ دل دورِ حاضر مست و چنگ بے سروربے ۃبات و بے یقین و ھنورکیاخبر اس کو کہ ہے یہ راز کیادوست کیا ہے، دوست کی آواز کیا(اقبالؒ) کئی لوگ اپنی پوری زندگیاں کسی صاحبِ دل کی پکار کے منتظر رہتے ہیں مگر مارے عفلت کے آپ جانتے نہیں۔ہماری زندگیوں میں نئے لوگ نئے خیالات
Shrouded Hearts We all grew up hiding from the darkness, then hiding in it.Trying to hide from the demons lurking outside tobattling demons inside. Once, what seemed terrifying now appears strangely beautiful as itveils all our wounds and scars, hiding us from the rest of the world.Not letting anyone know whether you’re dancing with joyor
The fear of confession I love you as if the moon loves the sunIt’s plain to seeBut they cannot be together, it seems destinyFor if they meet an eclipse they’ll createAnd both will be left in a darkened state
The fear of confession Read More »
Screams from the rubble Doesn’t the cries from Gaza make you fear?The call from heaven is truly near. Painting the streets red with blood,drenching pathways in a scarlet flood. Doesn’t your heart drown in sorrow?Isn’t your soul in grief, in endless borrow? Will you still be quiet?The children are only longing for a peaceful night.
Screams from the rubble Read More »
Another Year, Another Memory The year fades into the past, slipping quietly into the vault of memories. It becomes another fragment—neither wholly forgotten nor entirely clear—just a mix of fleeting smiles, unshed tears, and echoes of conversations long ended. Each moment, once vivid, now softens into a distant haze, a reminder of choices made and
Another Year, Another Memory Read More »
