Through My Eyes

Saturday, 17 September 2016

That Girl

I looked at her; amazed, I blinked
Dark circles under her eyes, pale skin
She gave me a tired look
And desperately, her head she shook
I insisted on having a small talk
I reconsidered, thinking, maybe a quite walk?
She gave me a smile so shy
Though the smile didn’t reach her eyes
Rather they held a sorrow so deep
A depth that maybe took years to reach
I called out to say; Hey girl, You look familiar
But I no longer recognised the girl in the mirror!

The Care You Need

There comes a point in everyone’s life when you just know that you can’t accommodate any more people in your life. I personally started experiencing this and now I feel like saying goodbye to every single person that seems like they’re just here to make a mess and nothing else. It’s my party after all, why should I let people ruin it just by being a part of it? It’s hard at first to figure out who falls in what category. Who are worth keeping and who are not. Who needs to stay and who needs to go. But after just a while, it all clears up like a blue sky after a rainfall. I might have been rude to people for making my life a little less messy but sometimes you just need to take care of your own self first, it becomes like an obligation to look at yourself, feel pity for what you have done to your life and then finally do something about it without waiting any longer.
Hey you! You need to take care of yourself before you try to take care of others, you should learn to laugh and smile for real otherwise it’s gonna be a really long and tough way. Look at yourself! You’re nice enough; start by making your way right for you. Cheers

Strangeness

Jab sooraj ki kirnain se wehshat honay lagay
جب سورج کی کرنوں سے وھشت ہونے لگے
(When the rays of sun start to scare you)

aur din ke ujalay main dam ghutnay lagay
اور دن کے اُجالے میں دم گھٹنے لگے
(And daylight makes you suffocate)

samajh lena kuch tou galat hay
سمجھ لینا کچھ تو غلط ہے
(Just know that something is wrong)

Jab har waqt logon main ghire rehne wala apna aap
sirf tanha acha lagne lage.
جب ہر وقت لوگوں میں گھرا رہنے والا اپنا آپ
صرف تنہا اچھا لگنے لگے
(When you prefer staying alone than being surrounded by people like you’re used to)

Samajh lena kuch tou galat hay.
سمجھ لینا کچھ تو غلط ہے
(Just know that something is wrong)

Jab sari zindagi doston ke sahare guzarne ke bad
ab akela rehne ko dil karay.
جب ساری زندگی دوستوں کے سہارے
گزارنے کے بعد
اب اکیلا رہنے کو دل کرے
(After spending your life with your friends’ support
You start wanting to stay aloof)

Jab kamre ke bahar ki dunya se jee uktae.
جب کمرے کے باہر کی زندگی سے جی اُکتاۓ
(When you get weary of the world outside your room)

Jab har shakhs se khof ae
جب ھر شخص سے خوف آۓ
(When every man scares you)

aur har apna begana lagne lagay
اور ہر اپنا بیگانا لگنے لگے
(And your own people seem unknown)

Samajh lena kuch tou galat hay
سمجھ لینا کچھ تو غلط ہے
(Just know that something is wrong)

Old is Gold

I was surfing the internet today for Urdu poetry when I came across a piece by a well recognized and amazing poet, Zafar Iqbal, and I just couldn’t resist sharing it. I’ve also shared the English translation for those who can’t understand Urdu.
I hope you enjoy it!

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Main chalte chalte apne ghar ka rasta bhool jata hun,
میں چلتے چلتے اپنے گھر کا رستہ بھول جاتا ہوں،
(I forget my way home while walking)

Jab us ko yad karta hun tou kitna bhool jata hun…
جب اُس کو یاد کرتا ہوں میں کتنا بھول جاتا ہوں
(How much I forget, when I remember him)

Aur zaruri zabte fauri faraez qeemti qadrain
اور ضروری ذابطے، فوری فرائض، قیمتی قدریں
(And important regulations, obligations, values)

Main us ko dekh kar sara tamasha bhool jata hun
میں اُس کو دیکھ کر سارا تماشا بھول جاتا ہوں
(I forget all, when I see him)

Muqarrar kar bhi dun koi jo mujh ko yad dilwae
مقرر کر بھی دوں کوئ جو مجھ کو یاد دلواۓ
(If I appoint someone to remind me)

Tou main us aadmi ko sath rakhna bhool jata hun
تو میں اُس آدمی کو ساتھ رکھنا بھول جاتا ہوں
(Then I forget to keep that man with me)

Bhula deta hun gar vo rokta hay paas anay se
بھلا دیتا ہوں گر وہ روکتا ہے پاس آنے سے
(I forget if he stops me from meeting him)

Dobara rokta hay main dobara bhool jata hun
دوبارا روکتا ہے، میں دوبارا بھول جاتا ہوں
(Again he stops me, I forget again)

Zafar! Zauf e dimagh is se barh kar aur kya hou ga
ظفر! ظعفِ دماغ اِس سےبڑھ کر اور کیا ہو گا
(Zafar! How more can the incapability of brain be)

Ke jata hun wahan aur wapis ana bhool jata hun.
کہ جاتا ہوں وہاں اور واپس آنا بھول جاتا ہوں
(That I go there, and I forget to come back)
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Thursday, 1 September 2016

Walk of Life

Walking in the dark,

Under the sky full of stars.

Surrounded by emptiness,

My heavy heart.

The silence encounters

With the noise of my thoughts

My soul might freeze,

A sudden halt.

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A wound that is love ...

A pinch. An old scratch that just won't heal. A burn. A feeling at the back of your mind and heart. An emptiness. There are so many ways to express your misery of being alone,without the one person who just seems so genuinely perfect. But no words can actually describe the pain, that bullet hit on an already existing fresh wound. At the end of the day, you always have accepted the fact that your paths are different-his choices, his feelings are different- But you can't get yourself used to this acceptance of the truth. So here you are, in the dead of the night, drifting off to sleep. And that one face, that figure of utmost perfection, is the last thing on your mind. His kindness, gentleness, but then his ignorance. So you gather all your pieces, every little thought and memory about him and close your eyes to the truth and enter your illusions of maybe having a chance to be with him...

Illusions

You were standing across the garden waiting for me. It felt like heaven to know that you were looking forward to meeting me, to see myself there with you after all that time of your ignorance and indifference. I had been in love with you for so long that a little attention from you got my heart beating faster than a butterfly's wings flutter. There was warmth in your eyes and you seemed so genuinely happy to see me and I don't think I've ever felt that amazing in my entire life. You kept talking and talking. And I had never felt an urge that strong of grabbing your hand and telling you how much I'm in love with you. Your brother was there too. He's a sweet kid. He showed me around your house. You even introduced me to your parents when they came home. They were very welcoming and I couldn't make any sense out of all that. They took me home in their car and during the ride we chatted about many things, even discussed you for a bit. I don't remember much but I do remember lots of laughter and happiness. True, pure happiness. It was without a doubt the most amazing dream I've ever had and I'm pretty sure it'll be the most favourite one too.