Mauzuu-e-Sukhan

shab-e-aarazuu

noreply@blogger.com (oxy_moron) — Sat, 20 Sep 2008 10:07:00 +0000

chali simt-e-ghaib se ik hawaa, ke chaman suruur ka jal gayaa
magar ek shaakh-e-nihaal-e-ghum, jise dil kahein so harii rahi

Bukhaar

noreply@blogger.com (oxy_moron) — Mon, 19 Mar 2007 18:19:00 +0000

vaada hi na rahaa jab visaal-e-yaar ka
to kyun hua yeh aalam phir intezaar ka

un aarizon ke saaye kya pad gaye thhe humpar
kyun surkh surkh thha rang mere mazaar ka

hai chaaraagar to mil phir chaaraagari ki khaatir
jo kuch nahi bahaana to rozgaar kaa

khwaab-e-paa-bos-e-jaana, hirs-e-saayaa-e-ruu
dar ka huaa woh aalam aur yeh diiwaar kaa

pad hi gaye na patthar phir aql pe tumhaari
kuch yaad na rahaa tumko pichhli baar ka

laakhon mein ek thha woh shikast-e-dil ka maaraa
jo bik rahaa thha shaayad kuch sau hazaar kaa

in baarishon mein kyun na phir jhoomta 'kamaal'
kuch zikr kar rahaa thha halke bukhaar kaa

(aariz - cheeks, chaaragar - doctor
khwaab-e-paa-bos-e-jana - dream of kissing the beloved's feet
hirs-e-saaya-e-ruu - desire for the shadow of her face)

Jashn-e-Margh

noreply@blogger.com (oxy_moron) — Wed, 03 May 2006 19:21:00 +0000

lahuu dar-o-diiwaar se utar jaane diyaa hotaa
jashn-e-margh se pehle mujhe mar jaane diyaa hotaa

aah-o-zaari yeh kehti hai aye kaash ke tuune
khanjar puura dil mein utar jaane diyaa hotaa

aur hote woh ahl-e-karam jo yun bhi ji lete
seh lete har zakhm, par jaane diyaa hotaa

dekha hi nahi tesha tere mudne ke pehle
hath dil par rakh, sar jaane diyaa hotaa

woh chor gaya hamein tanha khud hi 'kamaal'
bhalaa humne use kyunkar jaane diyaa hotaa

Ghadiyaan

noreply@blogger.com (oxy_moron) — Tue, 12 Jul 2005 14:44:00 +0000

Just on an impulse

haalaat ke tiiron se chhalnii hain badan apne
paas aao ke siine ke kuch zakhm to bhar jaayein

simtii huii yeh ghadiyaan, phir se naa bikhar jaayein
is raat mein ji lein hum, is raat mein mar jaayein

ab subhaa naa aa paaye, aao yeh duaa maangein
is raat ke har pal se raatein hi ubhar jaayein

-Sahir

Ibteda

noreply@blogger.com (oxy_moron) — Sat, 18 Jun 2005 11:36:00 +0000

Twas long due. This space is for those who eat Ghalib, drink Meer and sleep Faiz. Your habits are very healthy.

And on frequently rare occasions like today, there would be my own humble attempts at poetry, mostly urdu.

dard ki jab intehaa ho gayi
ghazal aahon ki zubaan ho gayi

kehne to gaye the haal-e-dil
baat par yaan ki vaan ho gayi

bikhar gayi yun hasti hamaari
goyaa teri zulf-e-pariishaan ho gayi

hui guftaguu dil hi dil mein
baat aankhon hi mein bayaan ho gayi

aati thi sar-e-baam jo pichhle peher
shaayad woh kamsin jawaan ho gayi

chehra zard jigar lathpath aankh patthhar
chaliye ishq ki daastaan ho gayi

thi hayaat ke jinke dam se 'Kamaal'
woh hasratein ab nihaan ho gayi

[Ibteda - beginning, hasti - existence, goyaa - as if, zulf-e-pariishaan - disarrayed hair, sar-e-bam - on the terrace, zard - yellow, hayaat - existence/world, nihaan - hidden ]