Kheyal Darya

A mound of thoughts

Allah

Poetry

Divine Mercy

“Mercy is my sustenance, and indeed, the attainment of mercy is my destination. How can I ascertain that the mercy of the Divine is not with me, but where is the mercy that I fervently seek? Perhaps I need to…

Eating Together

Eating together is a symbol of love and affection. By: Mohammad Ifrahim Butt Nov. 2012

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Poetry

Allah, I Am Your Servant

In the realm of glory, I am Your servant Incomparable, I am Your servant You are pure, flawless from every fault In my decline, I am Your servant Hidden answers I receive from the unseen In questioning, I remain Your…

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سچی کہانی

محبوب آپ کے قدموں میں

پاکستان جاتا تو مزارات علامہاقبال و سید علی ہجویری رحہ پہ پونے دو سو کلو میٹر کا سفر کر کے فاتحہ کے لئے حاضر ہوتا۔ایک دفعہ خیال آیا کیوں نہ لوگوں کے  رویوں کا تجربہ کیا جاۓ۔میں نے داتا صاحب…

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کہانی

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…

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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…

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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…

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LOVE

The irony of love, a burdened heart’s plight, Love’s intoxication, the passion in sight. In love, the tumult within grows ever strong, The sought-after love, a union of heart and sight.   By: Mohammad Ifrahim Butt Jan, 2023  

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Poem

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…

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My Mother

I miss my mother’s gentle embrace Her kisses chased all my fears away With each passing day, the longing grows For her love and guidance, my heart overflows I wish she were here by my side To be my rock,…

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