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
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
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
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
dard kī aag bujhā do ki abhī vaqt nahīñ zaḳhm-e-dil jaag sake nashtar-e-ġham raqs kare jo bhī sāñsoñ meñ ghulā hai use uryāñ na karo chup bhī shola hai magar koī na ilzām dhare aise ilzām ki ḳhud apne tarāshe
kab se sunsān ḳharāboñ meñ paḌā thā ye jahāñ kab se ḳhvābīda the is vādī-e-ḳhārā ke sanam kis ko ma.alūm ye sadiyoñ ke pur-asrār bharam kaun jaane ki ye patthar bhī kabhī the insāñ sirf lab-doḳht parbat haiñ jahāñ nauha-kunāñ
ta.ana-e-nashsha na do sab ko ki kuchh soḳhta-jāñ shiddat-e-tishna-labī se bhī bahak jaate haiñ
jaane kis aalam meñ tū bichhḌā ki hai tere baġhair aaj tak har naqsh fariyādī mirī tahrīr kā
chale the yaar baḌe zo.am meñ havā kī tarah palaT ke dekhā to baiThe haiñ naqsh-e-pā kī tarah
tere qāmat se bhī lipTī hai amar-bel koī merī chāhat ko bhī duniyā kī nazar khā ga.ī dost
kis ko biknā thā magar ḳhush haiñ ki is hiile se ho ga.iiñ apne ḳharīdār se bāteñ kyā kyā
saaqī ye ḳhamoshī bhī to kuchh ġhaur-talab hai saaqī tire mai-ḳhvār baḌī der se chup haiñ
”“Let yourself be silently drawn by the strange pull of what you really love. It will not lead you astray.” ” RUMI ”“The cure for pain is in the pain.” ” RUMI ”“I closed my mouth and spoke to you in a hundred silent ways.” ” RUMI ”“Study me as much as you like, you
”“Words are a pretext. It is the inner bond that draws one person to another, not words.” ” RUMI ”“Travel brings power and love back into your life.” ” RUMI ”“Let the beauty we love be what we do. There are hundreds of ways to kneel and kiss the ground.” ” RUMI ”“Set your life
”“Your task is not to seek for love, but merely to seek and find all the barriers within yourself that you have built against it.” ” RUMI ”“The wound is the place where the Light enters you.” ” RUMI ”“Stop acting so small. You are the universe in ecstatic motion.”” RUMI ”“What you seek is
The rose is a rose,And was always a rose.But the theory now goesThat the apple’s a rose,And the pear is, and so’sThe plum, I suppose.The dear only knowsWhat will next prove a rose.You, of course, are a rose –But were always a rose.
Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,And sorry I could not travel bothAnd be one traveler, long I stoodAnd looked down one as far as I couldTo where it bent in the undergrowth; Then took the other, as just as fair,And having perhaps the better claimBecause it was grassy and wanted wear,Though as for that
Whose woods these are I think I know.His house is in the village, though;He will not see me stopping hereTo watch his woods fill up with snow. My little horse must think it queerTo stop without a farmhouse nearBetween the woods and frozen lakeThe darkest evening of the year. He gives his harness bells a
Some say the world will end in fire,Some say in ice.From what I’ve tasted of desireI hold with those who favor fire.But if it had to perish twice,I think I know enough of hateTo say that for destruction iceIs also greatAnd would suffice.
Nature’s first green is gold,Her hardest hue to hold.Her early leaf’s a flower;But only so an hour.Then leaf subsides to leaf,So Eden sank to grief,So dawn goes down to dayNothing gold can stay.
I have been one acquainted with the night.I have walked out in rain – and back in rain.I have outwalked the furthest city light. I have looked down the saddest city lane.I have passed by the watchman on his beatAnd dropped my eyes, unwilling to explain. I have stood still and stopped the sound of
I should’ve known this lifeWas never a fantasy.It was never a mere dreamBut a bitter truth. Its sweet days are numberedAnd it’s terrors without limits.Hardly does one rememberA beautiful, sunshiny day. Yet the hailstorms are recordedIn the depth of our hearts.Every sweet memory is tear mixedBut none of them to return. Life seems like a
It seemed a day very pleasantSo fine in weather, beautiful in shadesNothing seemed wrongExcept for the pain in my heart Longing for a smile,I cried to my bitter heart’s contentI drowned in my own tears,With no hard hearts melted It seemed that it didn’t matterIf I was alive or deadCircumstances pointed deadDespair shook me inside
How could this be?What a sweet sensation canAll of this be? Every time I hearThe very sound of his name,My heart skips its beat. I hope in the deepest partOf my desolate heart,That we be one forever. Let us be entwined togetherBy the most sacred andBeautiful of emotions in this world. Let us be inseparable
Sitting within the comfortsMy home offered me,I wondered if I reallyOught to take this chance. Life seemed brilliantAnd safe as usualYet my heart yearnedTo stand up forWhat I truly believe in. My mind pointed outHow comfortable I couldLive my life if I chose,Tempting me to stayHere in my comfort zone. Yet the overwhelming pressureMy heart
Last night, I slept notFor you were in my mind. I ponder everythingThat happened between us,Every single word you said. Oh! How I wish I wereYour guardian angelFor an angel, you call me. But I wish I couldGuard you under my wings. You are the sweetestOf all memories IEver had or will have. You make
I’m drenched by the rain,Yet I’m not cold.For I’m freezing insideOf my heart. They say you’ll never knowThe worth of your eyesWhen you have it. So now, I think of the daysWhen he was next to me.Those days when wouldn’t evenGrace him with a glance. Oh! How I hate myselfFor being so meanWhen all he
