There's a reason my instinct never allows my heart to feel low about things that ain't true. There's a reason why I feel too much. I want to feel that feeling of being loved, being desired and beyond all the circumstantial feelings of this tryst between us, I want someone to look into the corneal... Continue Reading →
No matter what the reasons be, killing can never be justified. And no matter how harsh the conditions be, a war can never be justified. A must read for every individual living on this planet. Let's talk about World Peace, instead of peace for one's own conscience. Pakistan’s Obsession With Kashmir - http://wp.me/p63Iyg-ut
This is something that's really important to get in our heads because the heart refuses to contemplate such things.
You are as ordinary as any other person in your life is. Not that you own any superpower, but you just can't own a thing for a long period of time. And success is that which remains forever. Not that which is snatched away at death. Relentless, you think you are the only supreme being... Continue Reading →
And as I grow old, I grow stronger each day. No matter how many times I see people with raised eyebrows, but I am never stopping doing what needs to be done until when I am satisfied with my perfection. Perfection is a moving target, I still believe in this fact. But, that doesn't assure... Continue Reading →
Someone asked me, "How are you so romantic? You must have been in love for long and hard. Isn't it?" I smiled and said, "No, but I have been loved a lot. And for long and hard." I wrote this one imagining how a couple would be feeling on the day of their marriage. I... Continue Reading →
Shayad kho gaya ho apna rishta_par main hun Mujhe dhundh le koii_ main harr zarf e nazar mein hun Apne daaman ki roshni badhaane ke liye Ham ghairon ki hastiyaan jalaayein kyun Jab rooh na rahi toh jism taraashein kyun Ek dil hi toh haii_Koii aur samaaye kyun Hamko unse haii ummeed e wafaa kuchh... Continue Reading →
The thing is that I get demented by the lies of people. I don't want people to sign into their accounts every day to read what I write. I don't want to impress people even. If you are nice to people, be it either through your actions or words, people will get impressed gradually. And... Continue Reading →
Chaandni chaand se nahin hoti Raat taaro_n ki nahin hoti Uth raha haii ye mu'aamla fir se Haii dhuaan aagh kyun nahin hoti Jal raha haii ye dil mera kab se Haii khabar roshni nahin hoti Hun main zinda mere naseebo_n se Kyun muhazzab saba nahin hoti Hain charaagha_n muhaal dil ko mere Shama... Continue Reading →
Its not about what I write. Its about the way I write. I think. I over think. Then, I write. Meri rooh sehem si jaati haii_Jab bhi teri yaad aaye Phir na shab guzre_Na chaen aaye Na neend aaye_Na maut aaye Seher se poochh lena_Haal e talaffuz tum mere Ham bin kahe_Sunte rahe Tum bin... Continue Reading →
*inspired post* I wanted to write upon 'being sad for no reason' but turned out the other way around. And before I begin, let me acknowledge, until you read the last word you won't be able to comprehend the truth of this blog post. Sometimes it happens that whatever you think of turns out to... Continue Reading →
Oh my God. I’m completely slayed at this poem.
I looked at the sky above,
To find the beauty of the moon shine with Love.
The feel of being lonely had fled,
As within my heart your face had spread!
Looking at the moon made me shy,
Flooding memories when we were eye to eye.
Under the moon on the balcony I stood,
At midnight smiling seeing you in hood.
Those days the light shone on us,
But today it’s directed on me alone with no fuss.
As the darkness of your depart engulfed,
Thinking of those long lasting promises, I sniffed.
Realization struck like thunder, why this fool?
When I’m rewarded with memories of The Rasool!
The one who brought the light to my mind,
Infact, the words of God to whole of humankind!
The one who was of striking appearance,
With radiance eliminated, from his face in brilliance.
When he was silent, his…
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I wish I had good voice. I would have sung this Urdu poem as a Nasheed because I so much love it. All the way I kept humming in my mind the rhythm of this poem if it were. May be, one day I'll try. But, sad. Anyway. Here's the last one of this series.... Continue Reading →
Inspired by a fellow wordpress blogger. ★inspired post★ I once wrote this: "It's not about the way I look. Its all about the way, I look." By the time of posting it I only had four interpretations inveterately navigating through my brain. Putting some more effort after being hinted, I tried knacking and finally explicated... Continue Reading →
This is a requested post. Well, I offered that request instead. I wrote this Urdu Poem some time ago and because a blogger friend wasn't able to contemplate a few of its lines, I decided to translate it. (I just pray that I did good.) Here's a link of the Urdu Poem While doing the translation... Continue Reading →
Sometimes it's not about how well you write; but, what you write. Aap yaad bahot aati ho Jab koii saath nahi deta Jab koii baat nahi sunta Toh aap yaad bahot aati ho Kadam jab ladkhadate hain Aapki yaad dilaate hain Sambhalne ki koshish jo karta Ye duniya muskurati haii Girr ke jab uth nahi... Continue Reading →
This life is temporary. So I am happy to let you go; because I'm planning to be with you in Jannah. I wrote it in my fable and went to bed. As I laid down and as it always happens I began with my out of the world creations.Things are so crazy and life is... Continue Reading →
How grand it is to wake up when the whole world is still asleep. I wonder why does one even sleep. What, did they climb Mount Everest or pulled a bullock-cart that they feel like a oscitant to gradually fall at their beds. Well that's beyond any human restraint. But, there has to be a... Continue Reading →
There's something very beautiful about the first few hours of the morning. The time seems to slow down and there's a constant urge of remembrance of Allah in one's heart.The deepest consequence of which brings an everlasting smile upon thy face where reluctance of disbelief use to dwell. The thoughts that arise seem to be... Continue Reading →