Kheyal Darya

A mound of thoughts

Forgotten

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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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…

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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…

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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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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…

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Poem

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…

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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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