Welcome, my friend, to the worldOf sorrowStrife is your way and lifeYour school.You’ll find two teachersBoth pain and love.Pain will teach you forbearanceAnd love, selflessnessWith the sweat of your face,Must you live.With sorrow must youPass your lifeYou will find no eternal lifeNor will your short lifeHeavenlyDeath is a bitter necessityDust thou art and to dustWill
Within the reach of my handsLay the desire of my heart I was intoxicated byHis amazing beautyAnd glorious face The fire in his eyesHeld me its captive foreverAnd grabbed me closer to him I melted into marrowWhen I heard him speakThe words he spoke were likeHoney dripping down his lipsHis smile, his laughter,And everything about
Hey little one, I love you soThere’s something I’ll tell you. When I look at you andYour childish ways,I’m constantly reminded ofMy innocent childhood. How I once wasFree and thoughtless.I didn’t knowThe cares of the world. The way you prance about,The way you skip and dance,The way you chatter ceaselesslyBrings tears to my eyes. One
One day in a yearI met you andThen started myNever ending woes. I never chose you.You were imposed on meBy those who should’veProtected me from dangers. Regrets after regretsmade my days.You had an innocent twinYet I was left with you. And one day you were accusedOf a terrible crime and IConfronted like I should. Bruises,
The thought of being uselessHaunted me day and night. I dreamt on and onYet nothing came to pass. I held my problemsGreater than anything elseUntil I met you, my friend. Life is harder for others,I do realize now. You taught meMy trials are nothing. You showed me howFoolish my whining is. I, shamefully, realizeHow nothing
I closed my eyesAnd my mind wandered. I entered a worldNot perceived naturally. It was ethereal andBeautiful beyond compare. There was chill in the airThat was soothing. Suddenly, I was wrappedIn a pair of beautifullyPerfect arms’ embrace. There, I saw his beautiful faceThat I have beheld before. I remembered the warmthOf his sweet smile. His
The night sky couldn’t beMore beautiful than this. Innumerable stars glowedBright as jewels on aWide spread black cashmere. It was calm and serene,So it seemed out of my window. There was a chill in the air.And a sweet scent, did it carry. Yes, the scent of magnolia, it wasThat bloomed at this hour of night.
If there was ever an eveningI’d call the most beautifulOf all I’ve ever seen,Today did it come. The beautiful blue skyGlistened like a glass gobletWith clouds as white as dovesMoving as if by command. But without much delayTo great dismay did comeThe dark clouds that overshadowedMy magnificent and awesome sky. Bringing down sorrowUpon me by
My sky was darkWith no prospect of sunshine. Even starlight hid behindThe thickest mass of ill-omened clouds. It saw only night.Day was a myth. Life looked like an unending questionWith no absolute reply. Despair filled my heartAnd my eyes filled to their brim. Bitter tears drenched meYet no solution showed itself. But something did give
My feelings are strangeTo my own heart. I ponder and ponderTo find I’ll neverKnow the reason why. The sky looks the sameSo does my habitat. But deep inside I findSomething is changed. And the change, it isThe strangest and the greatestI ever experienced. I am caught upIn a fight, the very fightBetween hope and despair.
ġham tumhārā thā zindagī goyā tum ko khoyā use nahīñ khoyā fart-e-girya se jī na halkā ho bas yahī soch kar nahīñ royā ashk to ashk haiñ sharāb se bhī maiñ ne ye dāġh-e-dil nahīñ dhoyā maiñ vo kisht-e-nashāt kyoñ kāTūñ jis ko maiñ ne kabhī nahīñ boyā aabla aabla thī jaañ phir bhī bār-e-hastī
janam kā andhā jo soch aur sach ke rāstoñ par kabhī kabhī koī ḳhvāb dekhe to ḳhvāb meñ bhī azaab dekhe ye shāhrāh-e-hayat jis par hazār-hā qāfile ravāñ haiñ sabhī kī āñkheñ har ek kā dil sabhī ke raste sabhī kī manzil isī hujūm-e-kashāñ-kashāñ meñ tamām chehroñ kī dāstāñ meñ na naam merā na zaat
vo kaisā shobada-gar thā jo masnūī sitāroñ aur naqlī sūrajoñ kī ik jhalak dikhlā ke mere saada dil logoñ kī āñkhoñ ke diye hoñToñ ke jugnū le gayā aur ab ye aalam hai ki mere shahr kā har ik makāñ ik ġhaar kī mānind mahrūm-e-navā hai aur hañstā boltā har shaḳhs ik dīvār-e-girya hai
ai siyah-fām hasīna tirā uryāñ paikar kitnī pathrā.ī huī āñkhoñ meñ ġhaltīda hai jaane kis daur-e-alama-nāk se le kar ab tak tū kaḌe vaqt ke zindānoñ meñ ḳhvābīda hai tere sab rañg hayūle ke ye be-jān nuqūsh jaise marbūt ḳhayālāt ke tāne-bāne ye tirī sāñvlī rañgat ye pareshān ḳhutūt bārhā jaise miTāyā ho inheñ duniyā