~ Lilwaqamar special ~


mayurka ke sāhiloñ pe kis qadar gulāb the ki ḳhushbueñ thī be-tarah ki rañg be-hisāb the tunuk-libāsiyāñ shanāvaroñ kī thiiñ qayāmateñ tamām sīm-tan sharīk-e-jashn-e-shahr-e-āb the shuā-e-mahr kī ziyā se the jigar jigar badan qamar-jamāl jin ke aks-e-raushnī ke baab the


mere shahr ke saare raste band haiñ logo maiñ is shahr kā naġhma-gar jo do ik mausam ġhurbat ke dukh jhel ke aayā taaki apne ghar kī dīvāroñ se apnī thakī huī aur tarsī huī āñkheñ sahlā.ūñ apne darvāze ke


kas bojh se jism TūTtā hai itnā to kaḌā safar nahīñ thā vo chaar qadam kā fāsla kyā phir raah se be-ḳhabar nahīñ thā lekin ye thakan ye laḌkhaḌāhaT ye haal to umr bhar nahīñ thā āġhāz-e-safar meñ jab chale


muddatoñ ba.ad milā nāma-e-jānāñ lekin na koī dil kī hikāyat na koī pyaar kī baat na kisī harf meñ mahrūmi-e-jāñ kā qissa na kisī lafz meñ bhūle hue iqrār kī baat na kisī satr pe bhīge hue kājal kī lakīr


ik sañg tarāsh jis ne barsoñ hīroñ kī tarah sanam tarāshe aaj apne sanam-kade meñ tanhā majbūr niDhāl zaḳhm-ḳhurda din raat paḌā karāhtā hai chehre pe ujaaḌ zindagī ke lamhāt kī an-ginat ḳharāsheñ āñkhoñ ke shikasta marqadoñ meñ rūThī huī

kar gae kuch kahan

itnī muddat dil-e-āvāra kahāñ thā ki tujhe apne hī ghar ke dar-o-bām bhulā baiThe haiñ yaad yāroñ ne to kab harf-e-mohabbat rakkhā ġhair bhī ta.ana o dushnām bhulā baiThe haiñ to samajhtā thā ki ye dar-badarī kā aalam duur desoñ

~ Shayari ~

~ Quotes ~

~ Poems ~

A Late Walk – Poem by Robert Frost

When I go up through the mowing field,The headless aftermath,Smooth-laid like thatch with the heavy dew,Half closes the garden path. And when I come to the garden ground,The whir of sober birdsUp from the tangle of withered weedsIs sadder than any words A tree beside the wall stands bare,But a leaf that lingered brown,Disturbed, I

A Question – Poem by Robert Frost

A voice said, Look me in the starsAnd tell me truly, men of earth,If all the soul-and-body scarsWere not too much to pay for birth.

A Minor Bird – Poem by Robert Frost

I have wished a bird would fly away,And not sing by my house all day; Have clapped my hands at him from the doorWhen it seemed as if I could bear no more. The fault must partly have been in me.The bird was not to blame for his key. And of course there must be

A Soldier – Poem by Robert Frost

He is that fallen lance that lies as hurled,That lies unlifted now, come dew, come rust,But still lies pointed as it plowed the dust.If we who sight along it round the world,See nothing worthy to have been its mark,It is because like men we look too near,Forgetting that as fitted to the sphere,Our missiles always

A Prayer In Spring – Poem by Robert Frost

Oh, give us pleasure in the flowers to-day;And give us not to think so far awayAs the uncertain harvest; keep us hereAll simply in the springing of the year. Oh, give us pleasure in the orchard white,Like nothing else by day, like ghosts by night;And make us happy in the happy bees,The swarm dilating round

The Rose Family – Poem by Robert Frost

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.

~ English Poets ~

The Truth

I remember how weArgued one day. You told me true love existedAnd I simply contradicted it. You, obviously, challenged meTo prove myself right. To that I replied, ‘Look into my eyesAnd tell me if you canTake me to a placeI’ve never been before, To a place of pure bliss,Where I’ll truly belong, To people I’ll

Another Day Without You

To think how farYou are from mePains my heart likeNothing else in this world. Each moment without you is likeIce in my vein.Each thought about you is likeFire in my brain. If ever love had butA synonym to nameIt would be your nameAnd your name alone. Why fate separate us,I know notBut I live with

Forgetting My Dream

A beautiful dream you are,Yet I know not what to do.My heart is in a tumult.I die for an answer. Truth, yes, it’s bitterBut let me at least knowThe bitterness that should be.Can’t see through this fogOr breath in this flood. I feel like a fishGasping for breath on land.I took shelter inThe dark of

Let Me Love You

You keep my light burning brightEven in my darkest night. You have me safe in your arms,Now there is nothing I fear I ceased breathingThe moment I beheld you. The words that you once gave meKeep my breath going on forever. When I grieved, you solaced me,With all hopes for a better future. I’ve never

A Day To Remember

It was a clear, summer dayAnd the most beautiful one ofAll her sisters before. Everything seemed to be in joyAnd I was no exception.Rejoice, I did, to my heart’s content. All my sorrows sank beneathThe buoyant sea of bliss.Its daylight caressed me. My eyes were opened to seeIt’s beauty like never before.Time seemed to pause

Silence Is Beautiful

A heart conceivesWhat is rightWhen all it hearsIs the sound of the breeze. When no human throatUtters a word,That is when it findsThe peace it desires. I dare describe lifeAs chaotic as a sand storm.Yet Silence never ceaseTo work it’s cure. The world is at peaceWhen voices are unheard,The sacred moments whenA man heeds to