Author: W Iqbal Majid
A request for rhymes is conveyed today Bring forth my collection without delay Yet if the listrners try to slip away Lock the door, make sure they stay Block every way, set watchmen near Make them know—all to listen here Two days long, they’ll stay as guests Lentils and bread will serve them best Go quickly, tell their family dear No need to worry; nothing to fear فرمائش شعر کی آئی ہے فرمائش شعر کی آئی ہے دیوان میرا پکڑا دو تُم بھاگ نہ جائیں سُننے والے کُنڈی بھی لگا دو تُم رستے سارے بند کرو ، پہرہ سخت بٹھا…
The dreaming heart, so warm and true Once held some souls it loved and knew It always felt their love, pure and deep Would light the path it wished to keep It knew they all had work and ways Yet still it waits through nights and days Through sunrise bright and sunset deep It dreams of them in love’s true keep Yet sometimes, it softly sighs in vain With every heartbeat, it calls their name Among them, you—so quick to go You spark a flame, then dim its glow You lift the latch, a glance so brief Then leave me…
On the trail of life, above and below, Humble your heart, let pride not grow Be truly humble, yet do not shout aloud Search your heart, what makes you proud Your actions decide what you’ll attain No need for words, no need to explain Plant flowers, and gardens you’ll gain If you sow thorns, you’ll face the pain On the straight path, O humble soul you go Strive with pure heart, let blessings flow His mercy flows like the morning light Absorb its glow, let your soul ignite اوہ دے پینڈے پَے جا بندیا ویلا پل ویچ اُتے تھلے نہ…
The trails are steep, the ways are rough Step with care; the paths are tough Here, truth and lies are locked in fight Stand with truth, and choose the right A jungle deep, lost in voiceless fears Clap not aloud, it may brings tears Here, thorns search for feet that stray Walk not barefoot, don’t wander this way The paths are slick with mud and clay Hold tight your ground, don’t slip away Here, falsehood prevails and lies take lead Majid! Stay true in thoughts and noble deed سُولاں لبھدیاں پھردیاں پَیر ایتھے اوبڑ کھابڑ راہواں نیں ایتھے سنبھل کے…
You are the cloud that rains and floats away The fragrance that drifts and streams sway A fleeting thought that delights the heart A melody that enters the soul, a work of art A stream of love, flowing free and true A glimpse of allure that remains new With all my heart, I’ve loved you deep Worshipped in silence, secrets I keep An obsession zeal now rises in me My savior, grant life and set me free میرے مسیحا تُو مُجھے زندگی دے دے وہ بادل ہو تم جو برسے اور گزر جائے وہ خوشبُو ہو، جو مہکے اور بکھر…
There is someone, in this infinite domain That I find my true core in love’s refrain The flood of His divine mercy flows free I still feel my essence deep within me Let no one despair of His boundless grace We remain, you remain, the caravan’s embrace اُس کی رحمت کا سَیل رواں باقی ہے کوئی تو ہے میرا اس کون و مکاں میں جو احساس میرا مجھے ہے جہاں میں اُس کی رحمت کا سَیل رواں باقی ہے جو مجھے گماں ہے کہ میرا نشاں باقی ہے مایوس نہ ہو کوئی اُس کی رحمت سے ہم باقی ، تم…
When confusion whispers in your ear It chains your steps and brings you fear If fear controls your heart and mind Your dreams and hopes will stay behind Why seek permission to take your flight Why let your fear dull your sight Speak your words, pure and true Open the heart that binds you Cut the threads of knotted despair Open the path to hope and care When passion rises in your heart It takes you toward a brighter start When courage fills your heart and soul You create a path to the greatest goal In that moment, you’ll achieve…
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Once I asked the bluebird of happiness O my lovely bird! symbol of joy, glee and hope we’ve seen, you never provoke Don’t you have, fear and grief tell me simple, true and brief You always spark and ignite so you ever look bright Are you born happy and polite? He said no – no, no, no, It was never ever so my life was bore, as of your Full of grief, head to toe I always had a chain of pain Struck inside in my brain to put me near grief and fear I’d to bear, throughout the year…