The light which shines only in palaces
Burns up the joy of the people in the shadows
Derives its strength from others’ weakness
That kind of system,
like dawn without light
I refuse to acknowledge,
I refuse to accept

I am not afraid of execution,
Tell the world that I am the martyr
How can you frighten me with prison walls?
This overhanging doom,
this night of ignorance,
I refuse to acknowledge,
I refuse to accept

“Flowers are budding on branches”, that’s what you say,
“Every cup overflows”, that’s what you say,
“Wounds are healing themselves”, that’s what you say,
These bare-faces lies,
this insult to the intelligence,
I refuse to acknowledge,
I refuse to accept

For centuries you have all stolen our peace of mind
But your power over us is coming to an end
Why do you pretend you can cure pain?
Even if some claim that you’ve healed them,
I refuse to acknowledge,
I refuse to accept.
This pair of small eyes,
Help in saying big things,
Love not expressed from lips,
Is confessed by a wink.
At any place in the world,
Her eyes keep searching for me,
Sparkle of her eyes is moved to her lips,
After she finds me.
Each feeling of her heart,
Is said by eyes of hers
Whenever I leave her,
Droplets of water stroll down in form of tears.
Can always find,
Unconditional love for me in her eyes,
Confirming the thought to be true,
That the pair never says lies.
I have a feeling,
She has a straight heart to eye connection,
As she expresses everything, by her eyes,
That?s needs to be mentioned.
When I can?t find her eyes around me,
Don?t know what happens to my day,
Smile from my visage,
Remains at bay.
In the night when I lie on a gathered hay,
Under the starry layer of the endless worlds,
I trace your eyes in the maze of stars,
Like a pattern laid out by two beautiful pearls.
This pair of small eyes,
Help in saying big things,
Love not expressed from lips,
Is confessed by a wink
I saw the sun rise on the mountains high,
Its pale light gleaming in the sky.
Shining peaks with pearl white glow,
And melting of snow with a sigh.
I saw the sun set on the sea shore,
Heard the sea?s various pirates? lore.
Saw the ships sailing by,
With the flag on mast and the captain at door.
I saw various streams gurgling by,
With stones and pebbles as their ally.
Waiting to reach their ultimate goal,
With no fear and ready to die.
I saw the dunes: hot and dry,
Heard the fiery reputation they occupy.
Was out there in the scorching sun,
Running after a mirage with a heart-rending cry.
I saw the meadows on starry night,
Walked under the moon in twilight.
Saw the great bear on the pitch black sky,
Tried to understand the dark when all was quite.
I saw the rain soaking the field,
Black dark clouds forming the guild.
Saw the poor farmer?s smiling face,
In hope of a very good yield.
I saw everything in bloom and in decline,
But I didn?t find the peace divine.
At the very last I came back to my home,
There I found peace and a place that is surely mine.
I was moving with a couple of thoughts
Straight to the market with steady trots
Hustle bustle of the market shaked my head
To bring a doll, that she loved the best
Or was it a hat, on which she protest
I was moving with a couple of thoughts
Straight to the market with steady trots
My wife asked for flowers with buds newborn
To look beautiful she wants herself to adorn
Oh ya ! i had to take medicine for my father
He must be waiting for me rather
I was moving and moving in a shimmering night
To fulfil my daughter’s plight
Further was waiting for me a mishap
There was a BLAST when i openend the flap
I was moving and moved so far
My friends and family now looks me in a star
My daughter still waiting holding my pic so tight
Still on the terrace on that freezing night
Light dancing through the window
wakes me up to another day…
to be passed in full consciousness
of the seconds the minutes the hours…
the day…sublime.
I learn helplessness, I lose productivity,
the consciousness of the ticking clock gulps me.
I forget what is timeless,
what is the color of the day;
the only things I produce
are digestive enzymes and semen.
Even the thoughts have turned into reminiscence.
I welcome the night.
The night that escapes the day
and put me to sleep, not beyond clockwork
as the hourly gongs pierce my skull,
the appreciation of the morning alarm
increases as the night draws close.
But the minutes and the seconds dance
in the production house of my dreams.
I travel in a train
sitting beside my pretty child,
my sweet one, I hold her hand
and come down innumerable steps.
In dreams we hold hands in the crowd.
We dance like fireflies
we dance till the last muscle burn out
and she falls down before me,
I’m still strong and young,
I carry her in my arms
to a place where we can fly.
But I must fly alone.
This poem starts the countdown
from 30, and I’ll be gone
leaving behind the hatred for the day
and submission into the night
my pretty child, my sweet one.
The hourly gongs sometimes startles
me in the morning I’m just awake
shaking dreams from my hair
writing the poem.
I am being accused of loving you, that is all
It is not an insult, but a praise, that is all

My heart is pleased at the words of the accusers
O my dearest dear, they say your name, that is all

For what I am ridiculed, it is not a crime
My heart's useless playtime, a failed love, that is all

I haven't lost hope, but just a fight, that is all
The night of suffering lengthens, but just a night, that is all

In the hand of time is not the rolling of my fate
In the hand of time roll just the days, that is all

A day will come for sure when I will see the truth
My beautiful beloved is behind a veil, that is all

The night is young, Faiz start saying a Ghazal
A storm of emotions is raging inside, that is all
Faiz Ahmed Faiz
It is spring, And the ledger is opened again.
From the abyss where they were frozen,
those days suddenly return, those days
that passed away from your lips, that died
with all our kisses, unaccounted.
The roses return: they are your fragrance;
they are the blood of your lovers.
Sorrow returns. I go through my pain
and the agony of friends still lost in the memory
of moon-silver arms, the caresses of vanished women.
I go through page after page. There are no answers,
and spring has come once again asking
the same questions, reopening account after account.
Faiz Ahmed Faiz
Some Lover To Some Beloved!

Down the memory lanes, on which
you've strolled since ages past
They will end if you walk farther a step or two
Where exits the turn towards the wilderness of forgetfulness
beyond which, there isn't any Me, nor any You
My eyes hold their breath, for any moment you
may turn back, move ahead, or at least turn to look back

Although my sight knows that the wish is just a farce
For if ever it were to run across your eyes again
right there will spring forth another pathway
Like always, where ever we run into, there will begin
another journey of your lock's shadow, your embrace's tremor

The other wish is also in error, for my heart knows
There is no turn here, no wilderness, no mountain-range
beyond whose horizon, my perpetual sun-of-your-Love can set
May you continue walking these pathways, its better this way
If you don't even turn to look back, it is okay
Faiz Ahmed Faiz
Speak

Speak, your lips are free.
Speak, it is your own tongue.
Speak, it is your own body.
Speak, your life is still yours.

See how in the blacksmith's shop
The flame burns wild, the iron glows red;
The locks open their jaws,
And every chain begins to break.

Speak, this brief hour is long enough
Before the death of body and tongue:
Speak, 'cause the truth is not dead yet,
Speak, speak, whatever you must speak.
The old mill long had closed its doors
the rotting wheel would turn no more
no grain to grind, no country stores
where old men sat, told stories, swore…
The chill of water, mountain-fed
awakened spirits, long since dead
where millers’ children once were fed
on banks upon which lovers wed.

And yet i hear the echoes still
where laughter of the children filled
those rotting walls upon the hill
‘twas once the home to Freeman’s Mill….
Love doesn't ask,
"Who are you!!"

Love only says,
"You are mine!!"

Love doesn't ask,
"Where are you from!!"

Love only says,
"You lives in my heart!!"
...
Love doesn't ask,
"What do you do!!"

Love only says,
"You make my heart to beat!!"

Love doesn't ask,
"Why are you far away!!"

Love only says,
"You are always with me.!!♥
Sometimes, My Lips Say "I Don't Care",
But My Eyes Say "I Do Care".
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ab vo raanaaii-e-khayaal kahaa.n
Utha kar t0rr daala aaina, Husn'e'raqabat Sy,,,,,,,*)

Wo kal is par bigarr bethey,k Humsa d0osra q hai,,,,,,,,*)
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Koi Nahi Hai MerE Saath,Uss Se Keh Dena
Woh sirf mera ho jo nigahon mein haya rakhta ho
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