Because Time heals all the wounds

I wanted to say………..
where r u my friend,
so distant that I cant reach to u,
its been ages that we talked,

I wanted to talk to u,
about how miserable life had become,
about the problems that I couldn’t solve,

about despair and exhaust,
about trouble and misery,

about how lonely I was,
about how much I needed u,

I wanted to tell u,
I was breaking into pieces,
yet stood firm and went steady,

the rough and tough shell that I wore,
the sign of my strength and boldness,
was not any more that Rock-Solid and strong,
It was nothing more but a veil of my pain,
of my troubles and misery,
of hardships and defeat

But I never told u,
I never told u.

U didnt have time to listen to me,
I kept waiting,
but never saw u willing to hear me

and time went on………………..

and here I stand firmly again,
I have put all my pieces into whole again,
Rock solid strength is back,
Because Time heals all the wounds.

Mujhay ab Mohabbat Nahee Chahye

 سارے رشتے توڑ کے اب میں خوش رہتی ہوں

اپنے آپ سے اکثر اب میں یہ کہتی ہوں

کسی کی ضرورت نہیں ہے مجھے

کسی کا سہارا نہیں چاہیۓ

نہیں چاہیۓ اب نہیں چاہیۓ

کسی کی محبت نہیں چاہیۓ

ملا مجھہ کو کب کیا کسی سے بھلا

کسی دوست نے کب مجھے کیا د یا

لیا مجھہ سے میرا سکوں لے لیا

کیا تونے کیا، مجھہ سے کیوں لے لیا

بکھرتا ہوا اک وجود اب جو ہے

اسے اب سجاوٹ نہیں چاہیۓ

                  نہیں چاہیۓ اب نہیں چاہیۓ

کسی کی محبت نہیں چاہیۓ

کہ جب بھی ملی مجھہ کو درد ہی دیا

سو مجھہ کو یہ دقت نہیں چاہیۓ

یوں اپنے پراۓ برابر ہوۓ

سو اب مجھہ کو شہرت نہیں چاہیۓ

کیوں میں نے بھروسہ کیا تم پہ یوں

اور پھر سے یقیں اب میں کیونکر کروں

نہیں چاہیۓاب نہیں چاہیۓ

کسی کی رفاقت نہیں چاہیۓ

نہیں چاہیۓ اب نہیں چاہیۓ

کسی کی محبت نہیں چاہیۓ

محبت فسانہ، محبت فریب

سو مجھہ کو یہ الفت نہیں چاہیۓ

محبت حماقت، محبت سزا

محبت ہے دھوکا، محبت دغا

کسے کب محبت سے ہے کچھہ ملا

سو مجھہ کو محبت نہیں چاہیۓ

Despair

I kept asking for help,
screaming for help,
at the top of my voice,
but no one helped me,
no one believed I was in need of help,
and then exhuasted in despair I sat back,
stopped screaming,
hopeless,
believing no one would ever come to help me,
staying back the way I was,
no more asking for help,
I lay down,
hungry,
thirsty,
with all my energy lost,
and then some one came,
telling me to get up and run,
I,
un able to even sit up,
stared at the person who kept telling me to get up and run,
and then many people came,
some telling me to sit up,
some telling me to stand up,
some telling me to run,
and then all telling me to run,
run,
run,
run,
and I, who was unable to even sit up,
felt hopeful,
and believed I was being rescued,
stretched my hand for some one to lend me support,
and what I saw was many people around me,
all screaming,
run,
run,
run,
with their hands tied on their backs,
I,
the foolish one,
who thought they were there to support me,
got to know that,
their support was nothing but a mock,
only words,
and no action,
and then I,
the foolish one,
realized,
I would never get any help,
and the next moment I lay there dead.