Moony
Hum ne dekha hai k kehne se ghum nahin ghat-te
Han magar is se fasley hain barhte
Isliye aah bharte hain na hain hum sisakte
ye dastan kisi se kehte nahin phirte
Be-rabt se jumle, na-ashna mafhoom hain
kehna bhi jo chahain, lafzon ke taar nahin jurte
Khamoshi ne ki hai kaisi wehshat paida
Ajab be-basi hai yarron me yaar nahin milte
Bahar aaye bhi to udasi hai chai rehti
Kantey ugte hain, ab yahan phool nahin khilte...
Moony
Na kar umeed un dino ki ab aye dil
Wo waqt koi or tha, wo baat koi or thi,
Wo shaks jiski har bat me pyar buhat tha
Na dhund ab usko k wo zaat koi or thi,
Na kar talash us aaks ko in ankho me
k bil-muqabil ha jo, ye wo nahin koi or ha,
Na keh usko bewafa k usne tora nahin wada
Wo mosam hi beet gaya, ab waqt koi or ha,
Chale the hum jis manzil ki janib wo koi or thi
Puhnche hain jis muqam pe ye wo nhi koi or ha,
Jis haar ko hum apni jeet samjhe the wo koi or thi
Ye baazi ab jo hare hum ye zindagi ki ha!
Moony
"Kia bat thi us rat ki
un chand lamho k ehsas ki
wo awaz thi ya soor-e-zindagi
dil me jo ja basi
aj bhi karta ha yad
dil us waqt ki bat
ek pal ko hi sahi
mile the hum kabhi..."
Moony
Chaman khizan ka deewana buhat hwa
Wafa ka qissa purana buhat hwa
Bhul bhi ja ab aae dil
Yar ko gae zamana buhat hwa
Wo kehta tha tumhain na chor k jaienge
Yunhi dil ma basainge
Kia hwa un ehad-o-paiman ka na puch
Chor k ab fasana begana buhat hwa.
Moony
I don't wanna let you go..not yet... not so quick.. I haven't had enough of you.. I don't wanna have to wait, counting the days and minutes before we get a chance to meet again. We have said so many good-bye's but this one seems to be settling a gloom over my heart, something is telling me that this is final. But it can't be. I'm not gonna let you go so easily.
A flower that has seen many storms, has faced the changes of the weather, has been through the rough and cruel cold and yet always survived. Wilting yet never dying completely now seems to be falling apart. Each fragrant petal.. falling a different path and leaving only a trace of its existence.. a slight memory and fading away at last... I'm trying to hold it in my palm but my efforts are all futile... Its slipping away like sand ... Taking a part of me along.. leaving me wretched...
Sadiyan teri samait k jo legaya Qateel
Ab lout ke tere pas wo pal na aeyga
Endings are always painful.. parting and moving on towards your own ways is never easy... The sweet past, it's scented memories entangle you in their branches clinging to you like thorns yet such beautiful, delicate thorns. Making you drown again and again into the long gone days never to come back and all you can do is sigh and wish...
|
Moony
Kaisa lagta ha jab sab kuch mil jane k bad achanak chin jae... ap asmaan se pataal me aa girain... be-sar-o-saman... kisi bhole bhatke musafir ki tarah jis ki manzil kho gai ho...
Kitni takleef hoti ha jab apki tamanain puri ho kar bhi adhori reh jati hn....
|
Moony
The delicacy of glass makes me want to break it, shatter it with my bare palms; to feel the pain of being broken... seeing the red mass drip to the floor, like the petals of a red rose scattering as if the wind blows..
.
To make the wind blow so hard that tree's shake with fear, the sky turns dark and pelts the earth with heavy rain drops, and crystal tears glow on the tree tops...
|
