“Before Something Great Happens, Everything Falls Apart”

When heaven and the Earth

Split sundered…ompaz-dn-9i-greg-rakozy

Everything fell apart,

Attraction surrendered…

Now the world’s hardest art:

To depart

With an open heart,

To be wise and smart;

With a drowning yet light heart

A heart so light;

Like a dandelion’s wing in so bright

They knew the will of God,

Took no load in their emotional cart

As “Before something great happens,

Everything falls apart.”

 

 

…ابر آلود ھے دل

ابر آلود ھے دل ، کیسے اسے صاف کروں
خاموش یاد سے کس طور خود کو آزاد کروں

تو نہیں جب، تو یہ یاد ہی سرمایہ ھیں
کیوں کر اس خز ینے کی میں فریاد کروں

قفس_یاد میں بسی خوشیاں ہیں
خود ہوں صیاد، کیوں اور طویل نہ معیاد کروں

خود کو چھوڑا تو مزید تیرا قرب پایا
یہی تو چاہ تھی، کیوں نہ اسے ذیاد کروں

زندگی تیرے مرحلے کئ ابھی باقی ہیں،
کچھ اور یادوں کا کیوں نہ ابھی اندراج کروں

Invisible

You pass by my side

I cannot see you,

When in the morning,Invisible

I knock at your door

When in the afternoon, I still wait for u;

At your doorstep, I knock and knock

I sit there on the stairs until evening, and wait,

I stand up and shout where u are? I know you are inside.

Open the door, it is hard to wait.

Outside; like a beggar whose face glints;

When, he feels the sound of a door’s opening.

But, when he turns back to see the person.

The door already shut in few seconds.

Standing there,

Like an ignorant beggar.

I am beaten by your quietness.

The emptiness round your door abuses me.

When, silence slaps at my cheek.

My tears take their way.

Then darkness takes over the town.

Your door welcomes it too.

You hide yourself underneath it,

It shelters you,

It makes you for me;

An invisible to be seen.

You pass by my side,

I cannot see you.

Halves of Me…

Half of me still hold my back,

Half of me still wonder…

Half of me try to survive,

Half of me quietly surrender…

Half of me looks forward and wait,

Half of me impatiently faint…

Half of me keep eye on your tracks,

Half of me always turn its back…

Half of me join thousands in mind,

Half of me very quiet and intentionally blind…

Some of me so peaceful in this cold,

More of is agitated taking load…

Some of me is still hitched to you,

More of me stepped back from you…

Some of me still breathe hope,

More of me can’t cope the slope…

Half of me still hold my back,

Half of me still wonder…

Half of me try to survive,

Half of me quietly surrender…

Invisible

You pass by my side
I cannot see you,
When in the morning,Invisible
I knock at your door
When in the afternoon, I still wait for u;
At your doorstep, I knock and knock
I sit there on the stairs until evening, and wait,
I stand up and shout where u are? I know you are inside.
Open the door, it is hard to wait.
Outside; like a beggar whose face glints;
When, he feels the sound of a door’s opening.
But, when he turns back to see the person.
The door already shut in few seconds.
Standing there,
Like an ignorant beggar.
I am beaten by your quietness.
The emptiness round your door abuses me.
When, silence slaps at my cheek.
My tears take their way.
Then darkness takes over the town.
Your door welcomes it too.
You hide yourself underneath it,
It shelters you,
It makes you for me;
An invisible to be seen.
You pass by my side,
I cannot see you.