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- awaisaftab - 09-26-2009

Love’s Secret

Never seek to tell thy love,
Love that never told can be;
For the gentle wind does move
Silently, invisibly.

I told my love, I told my love,
I told her all my heart;
Trembling, cold, in ghastly fears,
Ah! she did depart!

Soon as she was gone from me,
A traveler came by,
Silently, invisibly
He took her with a sigh

- awaisaftab - 09-26-2009

To him the stateliest spake in answer;
the warriors' leader his word-hoard unlocked--
"We are by kin of the clan of Geats,
and Hygelac's own hearth-fellows we.
To folk afar was my father known,
noble atheling, Ecgtheow named.
Full of winters, he fared away
aged from earth; he is honored still
through width of the world by wise men all.
To thy lord and liege in loyal mood
we hasten hither, to Healfdene's son,
people-protector be pleased to advise us!
To that mighty-one come we on mickle errand,
to the lord of the Danes; nor deem I right
that aught be hidden. We hear -- thou knowest
if sooth it is -- the saying of men,
that amid the Scyldings a scathing monster,
dark ill-doer, in dusky nights
shows terrific his rage unmatched,
hatred and murder. To Hrothgar I
in greatness of soul would succor bring

- awaisaftab - 09-26-2009

I went out to the hazel wood,
Because a fire was in my head,
And cut and peeled a hazel wand,
And hooked a berry to a thread;
And when white moths were on the wing,
And moth-like stars were flickering out,
I dropped the berry in a stream
And caught a little silver trout.

When I had laid it on the floor
I went to blow the fire aflame,
But something rustled on the floor,
And someone called me by my name
It had become a glimmering girl
With apple blossom in her hair
Who called me by my name and ran
And faded through the brightening air.

Though I am old with wandering
Through hollow lands and hilly lands,
I will find out where she has gone,
And kiss her lips and take her hands;
And walk among long dappled grass,
And pluck till time and times are done
The silver apples of the moon,
The golden apples of the sun.

- WARDAH - 09-28-2009

Salam to all !!
Unko naamoos bhi,izzt bhi, pazeerai bhi
Hum ko rony ko mayyasr nahi tunhaii bhi. . .
Apny hi haal py husna ,hus kay rona
Main baiq'waqt tamasha bhi,tamashai bhi !!

- WARDAH - 09-28-2009

Ik baar kaheen door say sadaa do mujhko
Mairi tunhai ka ahsas dila do mujhko,
Tum to ho chaand tumhain mairi zroort kia hai
Main hon diya,kisi chokhat py jalaa do mujhko!!

- rabia-k - 09-28-2009

Arz kya hai

Dil-e nadan tujhe hua kya hai?
zyada "PROFIT" bananae ki dawa kya hai?

- Sitara - 09-30-2009


"Sub hi char(4) din ki chandini yeh imiratain yeh wazaratain..
"Mujhe us fakir ki shan dayh jis ki zamana misal dayh..."

- awaisaftab - 09-30-2009

Haq Baaat Pay kooray Aur Zindaaan
Batiil Kay shikanjay main hai yeh jaaan
Insaan Hain Kay Sehmay Bethay Hain
Khunkhuwaar diranday hain raqsaaan
Eis Zulam-o-sitam ko, Lutaf-o-karam ko
Eis Dukh Ko Dawa kiya Likhna

Har Sham yahan Shaam-e-weeraan
Aseeb zada rastay galiyaan
jis shaer ki dhun main niklay thay
woh shaer dil-e-barbaad kahan

Sehra ko chaman Pan ko gulshan
badal korida kiya likhna
Aaey meray watan kay fankaroon
zulmat par na apna fun waaroo
yeh bay saroon kay waasi
katil hain sabhi apnay yaarooon

wirsay main hamien yeh ghum hai mila
eis ghum ko naya kiya likhnaa
Zulmat ko Zia phatar ko saba
Banday ko kudha kiya likhna

- awaisaftab - 09-30-2009

Deep jis ka sirf mehellaat hi main jalay,
Chand logon ki khushyon ko lay ker chalay,
Wo jo saye main har maslihat kay palay;
Aisay dastoor ko,
Subh e bay noor ko,
Main naheen maanta,
Main naheen jaanta.

Main bhee kha’if naheen takhta e daar say,
Main bhee Mansoor hoon, keh do aghyaar say,
Kyun daraatay ho zindaan ki divar say,
Zulm ki baat ko,
Jehel ki raat ko,
Main naheen maanta,
Main naheen jaanta.

Phool shaakhon pay khilnay lagay tum kaho,
Jaam rindon ko milnay lagay tum kaho,
Chak seenon kay silnay lagay tum kaho,
Iss khulay jhoot ko,
Zehan ki loot ko,
Main naheen maanta,
Main naheen jaanta.

Tum nay loota hai sadyon hamara sakoon,
Ab na hum per chalay ga tumhara fasoon,
Chara gar main tumhain kiss tara say kahoon?
Tum naheen charaagar,
Koi maanay magar,
Main naheen maanta,
Main naheen jaanta.

- awaisaftab - 09-30-2009

aur sab bhuul gaye harf-e-sadaaqat likhanaa
rah gayaa kaam hamaaraa hii baGaavat likhanaa

laakh kahate rahe.n zulmat ko na zulmat likhanaa
ham ne siikhaa hii nahii.n pyaare baa_ijaazat likhanaa

na sile kii na sitaa_ish kii tamannaa ham ko
haq me.n logo.n ke hamaarii to hai aadat likhanaa

ham ne jo bhuul ke bhii shaah kaa qasiidaa na likhaa
shaayad aayaa isii Khuubii kii badaulat likhanaa

us se ba.Dh kar merii tahasiin bhalaa kyaa hogii
pa.Dh ke naaKhush hai.n meraa saahab-e-sarvat likhanaa

dahar ke Gam se huaa rabt to ham bhuul gaye
sarv qaamat kii javaanii ko qayaamat likhanaa

kuchh bhii kahate hai.n kahe.n shaah ke masaahib 'Jalib'
rang rakhanaa yahii apanaa isii suurat likhanaa

- Sitara - 09-30-2009

<blockquote id="quote"><font size="1" face="Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, san" id="quote">quote<hr height="1" noshade id="quote"><i>Originally posted by Ammu</i>
<br /><font face="Comic Sans MS"><font color="navy"><b>Abhi soraj nahi doba zara si sham hony do
Main khud hi lot jao ga mujhy Nakaam hony do

Mujhy badnaam kerny ky bahane dhondty ho Q?
Main khud ho jaon ga badnaam pehly naam hony do

Abhi mujh ko nahi karna hai atraf-e-shikast
Main sub tasleem kerloon ga yah charcha aam hony do

Meri hasti nahi anmol phir bhi bik nahi sakta
Wafaain baich lena per zara nelam hony do

Naye aghaz main hi hosla kion tor baythay hoo
Jeet jao gey tum sub,zara anjaam hony do !!!!</b></font id="navy"></font id="Comic Sans MS">
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Nice one Ammu

- WARDAH - 10-01-2009

Salam to all !!

Zkhmon ka andaza kub hota hai chehry say,
Sahil sy kia jaan sako gay darya kitna gehra hai

- Astute Accountant - 10-01-2009

<blockquote id="quote"><font size="1" face="Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, san" id="quote">quote<hr height="1" noshade id="quote"><i>Originally posted by WARDAH</i>
<br />Salam to all !!

Zkhmon ka andaza kub hota hai chehry say,
Sahil sy kia jaan sako gay darya kitna gehra hai
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Sahil se kia jan sakko gay darya kitna gehra hai...Very true and very nice...

- awaisaftab - 10-02-2009

The wind has swept from the wide atmosphere
Each vapour that obscured the sunset's ray,
And pallid Evening twines its beaming hair
In duskier braids around the languid eyes of Day
Silence and Twilight, unbeloved of men,
Creep hand in hand from yon obscurest glen.

They breathe their spells towards the departing day,
Encompassing the earth, air, stars, and sea;
Light, sound, and motion, own the potent sway,
Responding to the charm with its own mystery.
The winds are still, or the dry church-tower grass
Knows not their gentle motions as they pass.

Thou too, aerial pile, whose pinnacles
Point from one shrine like pyramids of fire,
Obey'st I in silence their sweet solemn spells,
Clothing in hues of heaven thy dim and distant spire,
Around whose lessening and invisible height
Gather among the stars the clouds of night.

The dead are sleeping in their sepulchres
And, mouldering as they sleep, a thrilling sound,
Half sense half thought, among the darkness stirs,
Breathed from their wormy beds all living things around,
And, mingling with the still night and mute sky,
Its awful hush is felt inaudibly.

Thus solemnized and softened, death is mild
And terrorless as this serenest night.
Here could I hope, like some enquiring child
Sporting on graves, that death did hide from human sight
Sweet secrets, or beside its breathless sleep
That loveliest dreams perpetual watch did keep.

- awaisaftab - 10-02-2009

The fountains mingle with the river,
And the rivers with the ocean;
The winds of heaven mix forever
With a sweet emotion;
Nothing in the world is single;
All things by a law divine
In another's being mingle--
Why not I with thine?

See, the mountains kiss high heaven,
And the waves clasp one another;
No sister flower could be forgiven
If it disdained its brother;
And the sunlight clasps the earth,
And the moonbeams kiss the sea;--