Zindagi mein bahot kam mili haii wo cheez Wo cheez jise shiddat se chaaha bepanaah Shikwa na koii gila rakhte hain aye chaman Tu ghulab apni jagah_Uski khushboo apni jagah Suna haii bin barsaat ke rutha sa tha_Dil ka ye aasmaan Toot kar chubhta raha_Mujhe woh khwaab be'wajah Meri muqaddas numaaya zindagi thi maanind e... Continue Reading →
Alive No More!
As you grow old you start to forget two things: First, who you were. Second, I don't remember. But, well! How does 'Sad' really feel like? Is 'old' really 'sad'? If sad was a person, would you not pity on his condition or hers? Does it not worry you to find out people don't feel... Continue Reading →
Secrets of My Diary: #16. ~A few things left unsaid.~
There are always things which you can't tell your parents. And if you don't have a sister then it's never going to be easy. There's no one who can understand. The only choice left is to keep such thoughts deep down into your heart so that it's effect doesn't create an ache to your soul.... Continue Reading →
Secrets of My Diary: #14. ~I feel like~
I feel saturated a lot of times as of now. It's not that I'm short of words but, the same old words, same old people, same old situations leave me no where but exhausted. I feel like I'm limited now. I can't explore myself to new ideas. I feel like giving up. I'm worried. I... Continue Reading →
Secrets of My Diary: #10. ~Remember Me~
It's better late than never happened before! Get ready for the day of resurrection and prepare yourself to face Allah Sub'han Awata'ala. Start with asking forgiveness from Him. He is Al_Ghafoor, The Perfectly Forgiving. He will surely forgive. The next step is not to miss your Salah. That will pave your way to Islah. Learn... Continue Reading →
Story of a Poet: #33. ~The Past has gone so fast~
Not all the scars are shown. Not all the sparse are known. Beautiful is the life free of love absconds. Relations of old are unbreakable bonds. The Past has gone so fast. Today, how long does it last! Tomorrow is promised to no one. Then why to wait for someone! Every laughter has in it,... Continue Reading →
Story of a Poet: #32. ~I’ll wait for you~
Request- Read slow. Perhaps you will love it more if you tend to sing it along side. I jotted it while I was singing. Yeah! I'll wait for you. I'll wait forever. You say, "Never". I say, "Then how?". Open your heart. If not your eyes. Just see how much. There's love that lies. I... Continue Reading →
Raah e Khuda: #4. ~Mere Maula_Aye Maula…~
This one is really very close to my heart. I hope it turns out to be the best of the four. Simple crew of words to adorn my feelings in a simple Ghazal. Yeah, this is what's gradually called - a Ghazal. So, here again I come With a poem to undone My thoughts, my... Continue Reading →
Secrets of My Diary: #29. ~Its not a love story~
My first advancement with words is not what uplifts my moments of deliberations, but that which touches your beauty, your style to an extent I just can't drain away from my mind. I often feel staid upon the feeling of love; but, surely not upon love on the whole. I had tried a lot to... Continue Reading →
Strangely Friends Friendly Strangers @Photext 5
Things can't always be perfect. Perfection in a relationship means how fast you bounce back after a distress -Saiz
Story of a Poet: #21. ~The only thing I regret: Growing Up~
I always knew what I was to miss as I grow old. Those simple letters in poor hand-writing Onto the sheets that appear as mold That darned into places worth remembering. I am living a dream. Into heaven I've been sleeping Since years as long as twenty. It's just an insight of my vision That... Continue Reading →
Story of a Poet: #20. ~He was when he never was!~
He is not perfect. He isn't awesome. He isn't the most handsome guy around. He isn't that smart to walk along. He doesn't have the most astonishing personality. He was never a man of the reality. He was fake. He loved show off. He isn't deserving your time. He is not even worth your bothering.... Continue Reading →
Story of a Poet: #19. ~SOMEWHERE BETWEEN GROWING UP!~
How often it happened in my life When I felt all alone banged with a knife When I wanted my nearest and dearest's favor, But that person swallowed someone else's opinion rather. That left me completely broken, And not even a single section of my heart was sunken To be right about selecting That person... Continue Reading →
Story of a Poet: #15. ~Please don’t hate me!~
Love me or Hate Me ! But please don leave me. You know the kind of person I am. I need space to exist. When I won’t find any, I would better opt to leave. I won’t try to fit in. You knew this from the day since you have known me. But, I would make... Continue Reading →
Story of a Poet: #13. ~I wish they did!~
It's never a delusion of time and distance That leads us into atmosphere of glory, But that which has parted completes the story. Feelings do change, memories do fade, But there is only one jack of spades. I miss the old which I know Won't ever be the same, And most importantly longing behind is... Continue Reading →
Story of a poet: #8~You are just a Past~
No matter what I have been through, I thank Allah keeping me true. Into the gloom and soon the shadow mere, I thank Him for letting the light somewhere near. Now when I go back in time, I wish I could change my past into highness of shrine. And thinking back to the old... Continue Reading →
Story of a Poet: #4. Back in Time-To December
Whenever the cool breeze strike my cheeks With an abrupt fear among the geeks I tactile its lingering awesomeness Beyond the shredded barrenness Beautification of which causes me a mime And I go back to December all the time. Whenever clouds roar amidst hailstorms To wake the buds off their norms With that atmosphere of... Continue Reading →
