Jo kanp Ut’ta tha Mjhe Guwane K Khouf Se
Wo Chor Gaya Mujhe Zamane K Khouf Se
Duniya Mai Kuch Khas Khush Nahi Hun Mai
G Rahe Hain Bus Maar Jane K Khouf Se
Humari Misal Bhi Un Phoolo C Hai Mohsin
Jo KHile He Nahi Murjane K Khouf Se
by Mohsin Naqvi
Jo kanp Ut’ta tha Mjhe Guwane K Khouf Se
Wo Chor Gaya Mujhe Zamane K Khouf Se
Duniya Mai Kuch Khas Khush Nahi Hun Mai
G Rahe Hain Bus Maar Jane K Khouf Se
Humari Misal Bhi Un Phoolo C Hai Mohsin
Jo KHile He Nahi Murjane K Khouf Se
by Mohsin Naqvi
Such profound lines. ‘G rahe hain bus mar jaane ke khouf se’ is so true. I like urdu poetry.
I love it too… sometimes some lines just strike a chord inside you and you think.. wow i could never have put that into words…
Oh hey now… I can’t see… LOL
wow … what a lovely ghazal…
aaah touched something deep down my heart!
Oh for goodness sakes. What does it say?
It’s an Urdu poem written by one of my best friends… Im on my iPhone now… Will translate for you when I’m next on my comp…
Thanks love – I have trouble enough with English!!! LoL!!!
Love and hugs!
Prenin.
Touche
Hi hun!
Yes, it’s quietened down for now, but the Police are still on duty just in case…
It has been a week of madness and I too find it surreal…
They should make covering the face a crime – only the idiots had their faces uncovered…
I agree about bannin hoodies though – the kids round here dress in black when out at night so they can cause trouble and not be identified…
God Bless my friend!
Prenin.
life is something like this :/
but marne ke khauf se kya jeena .. jiyo to asie jiyo jaise kal na ho…
lovely poem a few months or lets say maybe last year this would have probably been me .. but not anymore ..
AUR BHI GHAM HAIN ZAMANE MAIN MOHABBAT KE SIVA
mohabbat keh siva … love it and so true