دو اجنبی ایک آجنبی شہر میں
چند سال ہوۓ ایک کمپنی کےلائسنس کی تجدید کرانا تھی تین دن کی چھٹی لے کر بیگ گلے میں ڈالا اور مطار اسلام آباد سے ٹیکسی پکڑ کرسیدھا امیگریشن بیورو کے سامنے سات بجے فٹ پاتھ پہ لگی ناشتے کی…
O, My Beloved Prophet Moahmmad, Peace And Blessings Of Allah Be Upon You(يا حبيبي النبي محمد صلى الله عليه وسلم)
When I reach Medina, no one remains pretentious before me, In my heart, there are flowers of love, even if I close my eyes, The night’s tresses, a shining face, resides before me, O Messenger of Allah, the honor in…
نیکی
نیکیانسانی دل و دماغ بھی اللہ نے بڑا زبردست بنایا ہیں۔ جب کوئی بات دل میں آ جاۓ تو ذہن میں جا کر خیال کی صورت چپک جاتی ہے پھر جب اس کا کیمیکل عمل شروع ہوتا ہے تو اس…
Allah! (AL-WALI (الوالي) The Patron, The Governor)
I am a wandering soul, constantly shattered, Always questioning my own existence, scattered. Life abandoned me in the desert’s embrace, Lost amidst mirages, seeking solace at a fast pace. Though you granted awareness of good and ill, Why do I…
Our Beloved Prophet Mohammad (PBUH)
Longing for a glimpse, presenting love’s flowers, Seated close to the threshold, the light of the Prophet showers. If your intention is to attain success in both worlds, Follow the example of the Mercy to All, the principles of the…
Footsteps on the Sand
Oh friend, soften the bitterness of your tone,I am too sensitive, too easily overthrown. I still recall soft footsteps on the sand,Leaving home behind, afraid of the unknown. Through burning deserts I travel, restless, worn,I tremble at shadows, at trees…
The Burden of Blame
Once we met, but never again shall I meet you, In your city, dwell the open-hearted few. I bear the blame for all that’s accused, Ready for debate, the open-hearted crew. I search for news, a path to pursue, Yet…
Solace Among Singing Trees
I have witnessed defeat, a garland of dismay, I have witnessed autumn’s hues slowly fade away. Hidden behind death’s veiled shroud, I have glimpsed life, a secret yet allowed. Seeking refuge from the piercing dart’s sting, I have found solace…
Was’aal (Meeting again)
Oh, behold the whirlwind and radiant glow, Imprinted deep within my soul, they flow. The sight stood still, frozen in time’s embrace, Regret’s whispers mingling with the breeze’s trace. An atmosphere of torment and melancholy, As agony and longing danced…