Udaan

Meri har kahani mein zikr hai mohabbat ka - 
Khud se rihai ka, hosla-e-afzai ka.
Kuch fasane rangeen hai, kuch gamgeen;
Taaluq is zamaane se kuch aisa ho chala hai - 
Uljhano ke dararon se rengati zindagi bhi lage haseen.

Firaq-e-yaar k dard mein lipte hue - 
Ye ashq jo teri palko mein thehre hain;
Bereham zamaane se khauf zada silwate tere chehre pe - 
In silwaton se behne ki raah dhoondhe hain. 

Kyu roke hai tu apne jazbaat apni hi awaaz mein;
Teri aankhon se bayan tere halaat-e-zakhm ho rahe hain.
Apne befikr andaaz pe jhoothi nakhwat dikhane waale - 
Teri khoii muskurahat tere dil afgaar ko benaqaab kar rahe hain.

Tu khud ko aazaad kar le us har khayal se -
Jo tujhe Khuda se juda kar raha;
Is do ghadi ki zindagi ko kyu tu khalish-e-dil ki -
Badqismat yaadon mein zaya kar raha.
Ye teri ibtada-e-fatah hogi - 
Tu apna naseeb yun khaak mein na udaa.
Kyu apne zakhmo ka tabiib gairon ki rahmat mein dhoond raha;
Mohabbat to teri ruuh mein basa, teri rago mein beh raha.

Aazmaayish

Achha hua jo tumpe nahi guzra - 
Beraham jazbaaton ke belagaam aziyat;
Warna tumhe bhi ishq se kauf hota.
Tum bhi na aitbaar kar paate kisi pe;
Na kisi ko paane ki talab hoti,
Na kisi pe fanaa hone ka shauk hota.

Kisi gair ko apni berabt tamannaon ka sahara samjhkar,
Mohabbat-e-jahan ki duhai dene nikal pade.
Masarrat ke jhoothe fasaane jab mitti mein mile ,
To keechadd ke cheethon mein aarzu-e-daaman bhigone pade.

Aaj tumhari baahon mein doobe hue ye khayal aaya - 
Ye kis gustaq lamhe ne humein bewafa banaya.
Tumhare aitbaar par khare na utare hum,
Tumhari riyayat ne humein gumrah karaya.

Is nayi zindagi ke aagaz pe tum bhi khade ho aur main bhi;
Bahisht ke khwab aankhon mein lekar tum bhi chale ho aur main bhi.
Vaada hai tumse, humari roodaad-e-mohabbat khaak mein na milne denge;
Bus apni muskuraahat se humari meharoomiyon mein roshini bhar dena kabhi kabhi.

Tumse phir bichadne ke kauf se ye dil seham jaata hai;
Humari bebasi mein chalke aansuon pe humari wafa ko reham aata hai.
Ye jo aagaz hai, dua hai ki anjaam isse khoobsurat ho;
Waqt ki aazmaayish ho, par har daur tum sang haseen ho.
Tumhare liye jo jazbaat hai, agar iska naam "mohabbat" hai, to hai;
Tumhari qurbat mein jo sukoon hai, agar iska naam "aitbaar" hai, to hai. 

My Heart

Looking for someone who feels exactly the way you do?
Your heart does - it is right inside you!

Why do we mark it out in our sadness?
Why do we question it when we fail?
Why do we blame it when we are aimless?
Why do we curse it when our lives turn pale?

We miss to caress it when we rejoice;
It pumps hard to be in sync - its heartbeat its only voice;
We celebrate us with all that we only can see;
With no expectations, our heart still sets us free.

Thumping and pumping inside,
It was playful when we were high,
Gloomy when we sighed!
But how many times did we realize - 
It is not the moment that pricks us,
It's our perception about which we agonize.

I don't want to be mean to my heart anymore,
I wish to hold it and let it soar.
I want to feel its each beat,
Through every prize and moment of defeat.

I wish to grant it all it ever fancied;
Caress it and never let it bleed.
Embraced in my soul, in all hours of need;
It is loving and it is tender - 
It is my heart, indeed.