Saturday, January 30, 2010

~~Lo f!r beh chale hum~~


Lo fir beh chale hum
samet kar saari maa
yusi saare gam...
Namkeen hai zindagi;
namkeen hain hum...
Aaj jo bahe hain
Kar chale tumhare mann ka bojh kam...

Lo fir beh chale hum
Aaj khushi ne kar di aankhein nam;
Jhilmil dikhta hai chehra
Har rang humari chamak se ho uthta hai gehra...
Pal pal aankhon mein nahi rehte...
Par behte hi saari kahani kehte...

Ajib hai
ye namkeen sa paani...
Kabhi chehre ki chamak kabhi dard ki kahani...
Behte hain,ho jaate hain khaak..
Khushi ho
ya gum har pal rehte hain saath...
Dard to karte hain kam..
Par khushi ka ajab izhaar hain hum..

Beh kar khaak hona humari zindagi..
Aankhon se hai ik khatti si dillagi..
K
ya hua jo mitna hi;hai humara naseeb
Aankhon mein sapnon ke baad
Hum hi rehte hain sabse kareeb..
Kabhi humein na samajhna galat...
Zameen ko bhi tab thandak milti hai jab ro padta hai falak!!!










Thursday, January 28, 2010

I never wanted to give life to death..........


The first time you opened your eyes
m
y eyes brimmed......
I rejoiced thinking that i gave m
y life
a new life....
.
All m
y sorrows and miseries dimmed.

you painted m
y world
with thousand colours of bliss....
M
y expectations and dreams
in
you I saw personified....
you fulfilled my life
i found nothing to miss....


One da
y some vendors of religion
stole your spirit and you....
I was robbed off my wealth
when I saw your hands smeared in blood....
you scarred my upbringing,my religion;
lost the sight of evil and true....

I never wanted to give life to death...
The e
yes which made me cry with joy...
Now make others cr
y by ceasing their breath...

Wh
y did you squander my love,my faith?
I never taught you to hate...
Curses are all that you have earned,
Religion and belief into ashes
you've burned...

Humanity was the greatest religion...
you slaughtered it without any reason...
you made our heads hang in shame;
Not others but
you killed yourself in religion's name...

Hatred is all that you've made,
you waged a genocide not a righteous crusade...
Cursed I feel,for being
your creator...
Of
your sinful life and devilish deeds;
you became the narrator!!!

(This was what a suicide bomber's mother had to sa
y to her son)