THE NIGHT IS MY HAVEN, MY SANCTUARY; IT CRADLES MY MUSE, MY VIGOR, MY SANGUINITY.
WHEN THEE AFTER DUSK COMETH LOOKING FOR ME, I REFLECT UPON THEE THAT'D COMETH ONTO ME.

The Fellowship

Tuesday, November 21, 2006

kaisa yeh mann baawara
ummeed se baandhe honsla
sung na saathi na rehmat ki dua
beech toofan, jalane shama chala
lo, mann toh mara mann-chala.

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bhaag dost yeh zindagi ki daud
adhoore khwabon ko peeche chod
toote rishton ko phir se jod
apne ishaaron pe raston ko mod
har fizool bandish ko tod
bhaag dost yeh zindagi ki daud.

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ek aakhri khwaish howe
mann meeth se milne do
maut bulaawe na aawe
uski aahat toh sun ne do.

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5 comments:

second_wind said...

subhaan allah...subhaan allah

Isis Panthea said...

...OK....

M (tread softly upon) said...

new post may be? for the lesser mortals :)

Anjaan said...

Too MUch! [:D]

Seashells said...

@ second_wind
thanku thanku...

@ isis panthea
...hmm...

@ m(tsu)
:-) ... yeah may be... soon... how've you been holding up ?

@ anjaan
Good Jesus... u still blog ???
thank you... :D