written at midnight,yesterday

tanha, gair samundar dekha,

jab jab apnay andar dekha.

us ki hud se baahar thi mein,

dariya dariya beh kar dekha.

chand sitaaro khul kay kehdo

us se koi behtar dekha?

jis se rasta maang rahe thay,

us ko kal shab be ghar dekha.

hum nay to aankhen moondi thi,

tum nay kon sa manzar dekha?

shaayad

vehm o yaqeen kay darmiyan, ik silsila to hay
is intihaaye shoq se tujh ko gila to hay.
jis simt hun rawaan main,woh manzil nayi nahin
lekin naya naya sa mera raasta to hay.
tootay huve qafas se kabhi ud nahi saka
sadiyon se roz par voh magar toltaa to hay.

anonymous

i saw these couplets on the net,liked them so much
dont know the poet.

[usay apnay parday ki fiker thi wo jo mera waqif e haal tha,
wo jo uski subha e urooj thi,wohi mera waqt e zawal tha
,meri baat kese wo manta,mera dard kaisy wo janta,
wo to khud fana k safar pe tha,usay rokna bi mahaal tha,
kahan jaogay mujhy chor ker mein ye poch poch k thak gya,
wo jawab mujhko na de saka,wo to khud sarapa sawal tha,
wo mila jo sadyon k baad bi,meray lab pe koi gila na tha,
usay meri chup ne rula diya,jise guftagu pe kamal tha...! ]

a rose in nishat garden

sehra......

DHOOL HO JAAYE GA HAR NISHAA-N RET PAR
KYON BASAANAY CHALEY IK JAHAA-N RET PAR.

PHOOL SAPNA SAJAAYA THA MUDDAT HUYI,
US KI TAABEER HOGI KAHAA-N RET PAR.

MERE ANDAR BOHOT DOOR TAK KUCH NAHI-N
JAISAY DOOBI HUI KASHTIYAA-N RET PAR

UMR BHAR TAY KIYA YEH SAFAR ROOH TAK,
AUR BHI FAASLA DARMIYAA-N RET PAR.

PAR JHULAS JAAYEN GAY,ITNA OONCHA NA UD
TU GIRAY GA FALAK SAY YAHAA-N RET PAR......

BUTTERCUPS IN THE DESERT

see.....

where has it brought us,

this road in the desert...

I can smell the buttercups....

bobbing their heads in the breeze,

I can see them.

Endless rows,in one symphony....,

cascading over the edge of the mirage,

flowing to my soul.....

and yet i stand alone,unable to comprehend,

this vaccuum....

thats sucking in the dream.

the desert sun glows brighter.

i can barely stand.

sweat pouring down my temples....

in this forbidden land.....

nisar main teri galiyon kay,aye watan ki jahan.....

kashmir,once again ablaze.........

don't know what attracts the lush green landscape to fire?

perhaps its the snow..........tempting

have you ever noticed how fire dances on snow?

crackling..........yet never lighting completely....

may be its the chinars....

they burn with a wild flame.......

have you ever noticed how they stand in autumn?

majestic............ aglow with a golden flame...

ready to leap to the skies......or

to engulf the cold earth lying at their feet.

it dazzles me,

the fire inside this green....

it hurts the eyes,

when it plays on the snow....

when it mingles with the red of the trees in autumn.

and it never subsides,

moves from season to season.......

from life.........to life..........