Tum Naa Aaye The tau har Cheez vohee thee Jo Hai,
Asmaan Had e Nazar,Raah Guzar Raah Guzar,Sheesha e Mai Sheesha e Mai ,
Aur Ab Sheesha e Mai , Raah Guzar , Range falak
Rang hai Dil Kaa Mere Khoone Jigar Hone tak,
Champai Rang Kabhi , Raahat e Deedar Ka Rang,
Surmayee Rang ke hai saaat e Bezaar ka rang,
Zard patton Ka Khas o Khaar ka Rang ,
Surkh Phoolon Ka Dehakate Huve Gulzaar ka Rang,
Zehar ka rang , lahoo Rang, Shab e Taar Ka Rang,
Aasmaan , Raah Guzar , Sheesha e Mai,
Koi Bheega Huva Daaman , Koi Dukhatee Huyee Rang,
Koi har Lehzaa Badaltaa Huva Aainaa hai,
Ab Jo Aaaye ho to thehro ki koi Rang Koi Ruut,
Koi Shey Ek Jagah par Thehrey ,
Phir se Ek Baar Har Cheez Vohee Ho Ki Jo Hai,
Aasamaan Had e nazar,Raah Guzar Raah Guzar ,Sheesha e Mai Sheesha e Mai
( faiz Ahmed Faiz )
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( Before You Came)
Before you came,
things were as they should be:
the sky was the dead-end of sight,
the road was just a road, wine merely wine.
things were as they should be:
the sky was the dead-end of sight,
the road was just a road, wine merely wine.
Now everything is like my heart,
a color at the edge of blood:
the grey of your absence, the color of poison, or thorns,
the gold when we meet, the season ablaze,
the yellow of autumn, the red of flowers, of flames,
and the black when you cover the earth
with the coal of dead fires.
a color at the edge of blood:
the grey of your absence, the color of poison, or thorns,
the gold when we meet, the season ablaze,
the yellow of autumn, the red of flowers, of flames,
and the black when you cover the earth
with the coal of dead fires.
And the sky, the road, the glass of wine?
The sky is a shirt wet with tears,
the road a vein about to break,
and the glass of wine a mirror in which
the sky, the road, the world keep changing.
The sky is a shirt wet with tears,
the road a vein about to break,
and the glass of wine a mirror in which
the sky, the road, the world keep changing.
Don’t leave now that you’re here—
Stay. So the world may become like itself again:
so the sky may be the sky,
the road a road,
and the glass of wine not a mirror, just a glass of wine.
Stay. So the world may become like itself again:
so the sky may be the sky,
the road a road,
and the glass of wine not a mirror, just a glass of wine.
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