KANGAN

Seems like I’ve been posting a lot of sad urdu poetry, so this is something to wash off the melancholy effects, though this too on close inspection has a melancholy effect to it, but MIR TAQI MIR, did not consider refreshing poetry as good poetry.
This is a poem from a new, yet extreemly good urdu poet,WASI SHAH, whose love story all the shaiyri lovers of pakistan know. Like all love stories it ended in heartbreak.

KANGAN:
Kash main terey haseen haath ka kangan hota,
Tu barey pyaar se, chao se, barey maan ke saath,
Apni nazuk si kalaee main charhati mujhko,
Aur betaabi se furqat ke khizaan lamhon main,
Tu kisi soch main doobi jo ghumaati mujhko,
Main terey haath ki khushboo se mehak sa jata,
Jab bhi mood main aaker mujhe chooma kertee,
Terey honton ki hiddat se dehek sa jata,
Raat ko jab bhi tu neendon ke safar per jati,
Marmareen haath ka ik takya banaya kertee,
Main terey kaan se lag ker kaee batein kerta,
Teree zulfon ko, terey gaal ko chooma kerta,
Mujh ko betaab sa rekhta teree chahat ka nasha
Main terey rooh ke gulshan main mehakta rehta,
Main terey jism ke aangan main khanakhta rehta,
Kuch nahi tou yehi benaam sa bandhan hota,
Kash main terey haseen haath ka kangan hota.
(WASI SHAH)

FRIENDSHIP POETRY

In school I used to read these poem, and I had loved them then, and now after so many years, they’re still my favourites when it comes to friendship.

IF YOU BUT KNEW!!!
If you but knew,
How all my days seemed filled with dreams of you,
How sometimes in the silent night,
Your eyes thrill through me wih their tender light,
How oft I hear your voice when others speak,
How you ‘mid other forms I seek_________
Oh, love more real than though such dreams were true
If you but knew,

Could you but guess,
How you alone make all my happiness,
How I am more than willing for your sake,
To stand alone, give all and nothing take,
Nor chafe to think you bound while I am free,
Quite free, till death, to love you silently,
Could you but guess

Could you but learn,
How when you doubt my truth I sadly yearn,
To tell you all, to stand for one brief space,
Unfettered, soul to soul, as face to face;
My lover,and likewise truest friend,
Would you love me, dearest, as fondly in return.
Could you but learn?

TO A FRIEND!!!
You entered my life in a casual way,
And saw at a glance what I needed;
There were others who passed me or met me each day,
But never a one of them heeded,
Perhaps you were thinking of other folks more,
Or chance simply seemed to decree it,
I know there were many such chances before,
But others well, they didn’t see it.

You said just the thing I wished you would say,
And you made me believe you meant it,
I held up my head in the old gallant way,
And resolved you should never repent it
There are times when encouragement means such a lot;
And a word is enough to convey it;
There were others who could have, as easy as not__
But just the same, they didn’t say it.

There may have been someone who could have done more,
To help me along, though I doubt it,
What I needed was cheering, and always before
They had let me plod onward without it
You helped to refreshen the dream of my heart,
And made me turn eagerly to it,
There were others who might have(I question that part)
But after all, they didn’t do it.
( by: GRACE STRICKER DAWSON)

THANKYOU

yayyyyyyyy it's my birthday today. from 12:00 am to 3:00 am in the mron i was reciving calls and msgs.then after sehri, when i finally slept, my mobile still kept on beeping msg tone........ and though my sleep was disturbed, i felt sooooooooooo lucky to have soooooooo many friends, and friends that remember my birthday, my very special, and very own day.and i want to thank all of them for caring so much about me and for always being there for me. i hope that im also there for you always, when you need me,and when you don't.may our friendship continue to grow and prosper. and ofcourse i thank ALLAH for giving me so many people who love me, and who care about me. and i want to thank HIM for creating me and giving em a chance to live and experience, and for making me in the best of moulds.
by the way, tomorrow, or day after it's eid, therefore eid mubarak to everyone!!!!!!!!!

WHOSE FAULT

Read suhailkassim's blog.He had said something about the killings in the world and had asked did we care?everyone said they did, but also i noticed taht they asked, what can we do?
u know what i am not surprised at the state of conditions in the world, not even these deaths shock me.look at ourselves, what are we doing, is BUSH stronger, or are WE weaker? answer is:WE are weaker, bush is not at all stronger than us.we, the people of the subcontinent,have been taught , and brainwashed to fight with one another, and ignore the rest of the world, leaving them to our supposed rulers, and when we see sufferings, we ask what can we do? is there really nothing we can do? we are supposed to be the citizzens of free nations aren't we? when the iraq war had commenced it wasnt the asians who had stood up and rallied out to put a stop to the war, it was the europeans.when people die in kashmir, we dont even know the true no., but we do know the exact no. of people who died on 9/11.we never stood to stop the attacks on afghanistan,pakistan couldnt have done anything because america would have then attacked her, and indians didnt do anything because the problem was of paksitan alone, why did anyone else has to interfere.was it really only pakistan's problem, and was really apksita in such grave dangers?do we really know the truth about the taliban.no becuase they dont have proper media. do you people know that they had caged in their women to stop the 90% of their population from prostitution. they were about to spend millions of dollars to bring french educationist to teach them, albiet their being locked up in strict 'purdah'.we know nothing. we didnt care about afghanistan because the talibans were wrong in our eyes, but we never stopped to think of the millions of other afghanis who weren't the talibans.it's all our fault. we are the losers and we deserve to bear what we are facing in the hands of these supposed super powers.by the way.who has made them super powers anyway? cant we stop being pakistanis, indians, nepalis, bangladeshis, etc. and for once become humans? cant we?well if no, then we have no right to observe these moments of silence and be shocked at the state of the present day world.

USE BHI THEE...........

zikr-e-shab-e-firaq se wahsaht use bhi thee,
meri tarha kisi se mohabbat use bhi thee,

main bhi aadi tha naye chehron ki deed ka,
rasta badal ke chalney ki aadat use bhi thee.

us shaam bahut der tak wo raha mehv-e-guftugoo,
masroof main bhi kum thee, faraghat use bhi thee.


sunta tha wo sab se puranee kahaniyan,
shayad rifaqaton ki zaroorat use bhi thee.

wo bichda hai mujhse tou khula ye bhhed,
saye se pyaar, dhoop se nafrat use bhi thee.

naa ho udass aye muntazir ke wo bad zauq,
keh naa saka per tujhse mohabbat use bhi thee.
(anon.)

MY FAVOURITE POETRY

Have been kept busy these past few days, infact im still very busy. studies, studies and only studies in the air, and that too alongwith ramadhan.only three months to go before my exams. and im freaking out.2nd yr MBBS isnt easy job man!wonder what will become of me in the next few yrs. but yes its FUN.great fun, obviously the joy of watching someone recover is a joy forever, so unlike wordsworth, isnt it!wordsworth reminded me of my favourite poetry; here goes some of them:
kahan aa ke ruktey thay raastey, kahan mor tha use bhool ja,
wo jo mil gaya use yaad rakh, jo nahi mila use bhool ja.

wo terey nasib ki baarishien kisi or chhat per baras gayeen,
dil-e-bekhabar meri baat sun, use bhool ja, use bhool ja.

ye jo aagahi ka sarrab hai, yehi sab se berh ker azaab hai,
ye samajh wo aks-e-khayal tha, koi khawab tha, use bhool ja.

mujhe chaand bun ke mila tha jo, merey sahilon pe khila tha jo,
wo to dariya ik wisaal ka tha, so uttar gay, use bhool ja.

tou ye kis liye shab-e-hijr ke use her sitarey main dekhna,
wo falak ke jis pe miley thay hum, koi or tha, use bhool ja.
(Amjad Islam Amjad)

and another one goes like this:

use apni farda ki fikr naa thee, wo jo mera waqif-e-haal tha,
wo jo us ki subh-e-urooj thee, wohi mera waqt-e-zawal tha.

kahan aao ge, kahan jao ge, main ye pooch poch ke thak gaya,
wo jawab mujhe ko kia deta, wo to khud sarapa sawal tha.

dum-e-wapsi aray kia hua, naa wo roshni naa wo taazgi,
wo sitara kaise bikhar gaya, wo jo apni misaal aap tha.

wo mila tou sadiyon baad bhi merey lab pe koi gila naa tha,
use meri chup ney rula diya, jise guftugoo main kamal tha.

merey saath lag ke wo rou diya, mujhe bus itna hi keh saka,
jise jaanta tha main zindagi, wo tou mera wahm-o-khayal tha.
(anon.)