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Log Kehtey Hain Udas Kuun Rehtey Ho
Hi All,
i always post selected poetry of other poets. but now i m going to post my first attempt in this world of poetry... it's my first ever attempt. i hope u people will like that ... Best of Luck Log kehtey hain ke udas kuun rehtey ho Unhien kiya maloom main ne mausamoon ko badaltey dekha hai Unhein kiya maloom main ne logon ko rasta badaltey dekha hai Unhein kiya maloom main ne Rangoon ko berang hotey dekha hai Log kehtey hain ke udas kuun rehtey ho Unhein kiya maloom main ne bahar ke Rangoon per khizan ki chadar dekhi hai Unhein kiya maloom main ne darakhtoon ke patoon ko girtey dekha hai Unhein kiya maloom main ne un patoon per kisi ke palat’tey qadmoon ki chap suni hai Log kehtey hain ke udas kuun rehtey ho Kiya maloom unhein main ne phoolon ko murjhatey dekha hai Unhein kiya maloom main ne khushbhu ko hawa main gum hotey dekha hai Unhein kiya maloom main ne dil ke sahil per kisi ke qadmoon ke nishan mit’tey dekhey hain phir bhi log kehtey hain udas kuun rehtey ho kiya maloom unhein main ne kiya kia dekha hai |
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My Life and its Three Faces
I am three and my life has three faces Friendship, love and livelihood My life and its three faces Among my friends are those With whom throbs my soul And some others who night and day share my plates and my bites But still are my mortal enemies! Friendship with enemies, enmity with friends My friendship and its faces Love with one beloved and many others Among them are those With whom throbs my soul And some others who are the fragrance in my air, the light by my side But still are my mortal enemies! Some among them caterers of my food, of monetary beneficence Love has some fire, some amusement, some "vengeance" My love and its three faces! Livelihood is the drudgery for morsels of bread Sometimes this drudgery becomes the code of my life And at times, forgetting the ties of the heart and soul Becomes the very goal of my life The desire for bread and its faces I am three and my life has three faces (Stranger in Iran) (Translated by yours truly) [Poetry Home] [Noon Meem Rashid Home]
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