Waqt ne cheen lia hausla-e-zabt’e-sitam Ab to’ her hadsaye-gham pe tarapta hai dil
Poetess:Meena Kumari
Pyar Ik Khuwaab Tha
Waqt ne cheen lia hausla-e-zabt’e-sitam
Ab to’ her hadsaye-gham pe tarapta hai dil
Her nay’e zakhm pae bhi rooh bilakh uth’ti hai
Hon’t agar han’s bhji pare’n a’nkh chalak uth’ti hai
Zindagi ek bikharta hua dardana hai
Aisa lagta hai k ab khatm par afsana hai
Love was a Dream
Time has snatched away my fortitude
Now my heart agitates at each advent of grief
My soul bursts into tears at each fresh affliction
Smile on the lips is no detterent to tears in the eyes
Life is a scattered tale of grief
And my story is nearing its end.
Published in The Express Tribune, August 20th, 2014.
Pyar Ik Khuwaab Tha
Waqt ne cheen lia hausla-e-zabt’e-sitam
Ab to’ her hadsaye-gham pe tarapta hai dil
Her nay’e zakhm pae bhi rooh bilakh uth’ti hai
Hon’t agar han’s bhji pare’n a’nkh chalak uth’ti hai
Zindagi ek bikharta hua dardana hai
Aisa lagta hai k ab khatm par afsana hai
Love was a Dream
Time has snatched away my fortitude
Now my heart agitates at each advent of grief
My soul bursts into tears at each fresh affliction
Smile on the lips is no detterent to tears in the eyes
Life is a scattered tale of grief
And my story is nearing its end.
Published in The Express Tribune, August 20th, 2014.
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