Kis qadar zulm dhaya kertey ho
Yeh jo tum bhool jaya kerte ho
Kis ka ab haath rakh ke seene per
Dil ki dhadhkan sunaya kerte ho
Hum jahan chaye peene jate thay
Kia wahan ab bhi aaya kerte ho
Kon hai ab ke jis ke chehre per
Apni palkon ka saaya kerte ho
Kiun mere dil mai rakh nahee dete
Kis liye gham uthaya kerte ho
Phone per geet jo sunate thay
Ab wo kis ko sunaya kerte ho
Akhiri khat mai usney likha tha
Tum mujhe yaad aaya kerte ho
Ye Jantay Huye Bhi
K
Wo Hawa Hai Mere Hath Na Aye Ga
Wo Badal Hai Jisay Main Choo Na Paun Ga
Phir Bhi Main Ne
Hawa Ko Pakarna Chaha
Badal Ko Choona Chaha
And I’d give up forever to touch you
Cause I know that you feel me somehow
You’re the closest to heaven that I’ll ever be
And I don’t want to go home right now
And all I can taste is this moment
And all I can breathe is your life
Cause sooner or later it’s over
I just don’t want to miss you tonight
And I don’t want the world to see me
Cause I don’t think they’d understand
When everything’s made to be broken
I just want you to know who I am
And you can’t fight the tears that ain’t coming
Or the moment of truth in your lies
When everything feels like the movies
Yeah you bleed just to know you’re alive
And I don’t want the world to see me
Cause I don’t think they’d understand
When everything’s made to be broken
I just want you to know who I am….
When u r with everyone but me,
you are with no one.
When u r with no one but me,
you are with everyone.
Instead of being so bound up with everyone,
be everyone.
When u become that many, you’re nothing.
Empty
Rumi
Remember…
Its always you i’m thinking about,
Alwayas you i wanna hold,..
Always you i need to touch..
Always the memories i cherish most,
Are those of you,..
Time goes quickly,.. by in your arms,
Only to crowl when we are apart..
Long day drag, and the fantasy i make,
rarely burn with lust and desire..
Only fueled by deprivation and distance.
The afternoon sunsine is warm on my face
But even butterflies that spreed their wings around me,..
Can not take my mind off of you.
I remember our inside jokes, and our long convo..
I can feel how close we are,..
Night fall upon the world,
And my heart breaks ever more..
Memories floo over me as moon rise overhead,
Thinking of what sky you may be seeing.
I lay alone on my warm bed,
Talks from the past echoing through my mind,..
I smile and close my eyes, you sweet smiles calming me..
Missing you is hurt as i lay in the nights darkness..
Memories of you still linger about in my sleep mind..
I wish on every star each night,..
that you will missing me too…
ps:
to someone,.. who filled my life with smiles n kindness.
you wil always live inside my heart..
نازک نازک دل والے
کبھی ہستے ھیں کبھی روتے ہیں
کبھی دل میں خواب پیروتے ہیں
کبھی محفل محفل پھرتے ہیں
اور زات میں تنہا ہوتے ہیں
کبھی چھپ کے موحار سجاتے پیں
کبھی گیت لبوں پے ہوتے ہیں
کبھی سب کا دل بہلاتے ہیں
کبھی ذات میں تنہا ہوتے ہیں
کبھی شب بھر جاگتے رہتے ہیں
کبھی لمبی تان کے سوتے ہیں
ہم نازک نازک دل والے
بس اپنے آپ میں رھتے ہیں
ہم کون کسی کے ھوتے ہیں
ہم نازک نازک دل والے!!
میں جنت کے شوق میں عبادت نہیں کرتا کہ یہ عبادت نہیں تجارت ہے۔میں دوزخ کے خوف سے عبادت نہیں کرتا کہ یہ عبادت نہیں غلامی ہے۔ میں عبادت صرف اس لئے کرتا ہوں کہ میرا رب عبادت کے لائق ہے’
حضرت علی
Ten Useless Assets
1. Knowledge that is not acted upon.
2. Deeds that have no sincerity or is not based on following the righteous examples of others.
3. Money that is hoarded, as the owner neither enjoys it during this life nor obtains any reward for it in the Hereafter.
4. The heart that is empty of love and longing for Allah, and of seeking closeness to Him.
5. A body that does not obey and serve Allah.
6. Love of Allah without following His orders or seeking His pleasure.
7. Time that is not spent in expiating sins or seizing opportunities to do good.
8. A mind that thinks about useless matters.
9. Service to those who do not bring you closer to Allah, nor benefit you in your life.
10. Hope and fear of whoever is under the authority of Allah and in His hand; while he cannot bring any benefit or harm to himself, nor death, nor life; nor can he resurrect himself.
Source:
“Ten Useless Matters” – Ibn ul Qayyim al Jawziyyah
