when she looks up from the mirror, I will ask her with a smile

have you given your heart away, why then this joyful style

डगर-डगर पर बिखरे घुँघरू, पल-पल नीलाम हुई,

भटक-भटक कर जग से छूटी, घायल-ए-दिल तमाम हुई।

​छन-छन बिकती रही जवानी, हवस का ही शिकार हुई,

सज-सज कर जिस काली रात में, महफ़िल वो गुलज़ार हुई।

​गिना-गिना कर दाम लगाए, फिर भी वो लाचार हुई,

उठा-उठा कर उँगली बोले, वो ही बस गुनहगार हुई।

​झाँक-झाँक कर देख गिरेबाँ, रूह जब-जब शर्मसार हुई।

​—Chintamani 😏

I had to wait for him today of all days

he too had to forget all his promises today

the heights of fame are but a fleeting show

the branch you sit upon may also break, though

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anything that strikes the bounds must surely recoil

those who make the poor weep shall themselves suffer and toil

your being unique in this city is what has brought me to despair

my heart might have found solace if there were someone like you here

Just a feeling... I guess

the entire nation is in his grip, our homes too he does not spare

now even households cannot function without politicking here

when man is no more, his grief too fades away

wrapping this earth over my body I too will sleep one day

Hi folks! I am looking for a poem called Darwaaze aur Khirkiyan (Doors and Windows) by this poet named Manglesh Dabral. I have come across a recital of it, but I can't find a written version anywhere. I would be grateful if someone could help with this.

کیوں  بیگانے ہوئے  ہم سے  یوں  ایسے جا رہے ہو تم

نہیں جاتا بچھڑ کر کوئی جیسے جا رہے ہو تم 

Why have you become such strangers to us, leaving just like this?

It is as if someone never parts when leaving, yet that is how you are going.

Kesar khan Qais.......

the world will prevail, humankind will always endure

I may leave the world, but someone akin to me will be there

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اُردو:

یہ جو اک دشت سا آنکھوں میں بسا رکھا ہے

ہم نے دنیا سے اسے خوب چھپا رکھا ہے

تیری یادوں کی مہک کم نہیں ہونے پاتی

دل کے گوشے میں اک اک زخم سجا رکھا ہے

کیسر خان قیس

English:

This desert-like expanse dwelling within my eyes,

We have hidden it so well from the world.

The fragrance of your memories never fades away,

Every single wound in the corner of my heart has been adorned.

— Kesar Khan Qais

hands raised in prayer, yet the lips utter no plea

such is the worship where no reward there need be

Urdu / اردو:

تجھے جنوں کا یہ پہلا خمار کیسا لگا

بچھڑ کے مجھ سے تجھے اب قرار کیسا لگا

​Roman Urdu:

Tujhe junoon ka ye pehla khumar kaisa laga

Bichhad ke mujh se tujhe ab qaraar kaisa laga

​English Translation:

How did you feel the first intoxication of this passion?

Having parted from me, how does peace feel to you now?

​Poet: Kesar Khan Qais (کیسر خان قیس)

the white streaks of morning, the noontime yellowness I see

my refelction in the mirror, and wonder what has become of me