Khushbuu hai vo to chhuu ke badan ko guzar na jaaye ~ Parvin Shakir

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Khushbuu hai vo to chhuu ke badan ko guzar na jaaye
jab tak mere wajuud ke andar utar na jaaye

Khud phuul ne bhii honth kiye apane niim-vaa
chorii tamaam rang kii titalii ke sar na jaaye

is Khauf se vo saath nibhaane ke haq mein hai
khokar mujhe ye ladakii kahiin dukh se mar na jaaye

palkon ko us kii apane dupatte se ponch duun
kal ke safar mein aaj kii gard-e-safar na jaaye

main kis ke haath bhejuun use aaj kii duaa
qaasid havaa sitaaraa koii us ke ghar na jaaye
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Parvin Shakir (Roman Urdu)

Still I Rise ~~ Maya Angelou

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You may write me down in history
With your bitter, twisted lies,
You may trod me in the very dirt
But still, like dust, I'll rise.

Does my sassiness upset you?
Why are you beset with gloom?
'Cause I walk like I've got oil wells
Pumping in my living room.

Just like moons and like suns,
With the certainty of tides,
Just like hopes springing high,
Still I'll rise.

Did you want to see me broken?
Bowed head and lowered eyes?
Shoulders falling down like teardrops.
Weakened by my soulful cries.

Does my haughtiness offend you?
Don't you take it awful hard
'Cause I laugh like I've got gold mines
Diggin' in my own back yard.

You may shoot me with your words,
You may cut me with your eyes,
You may kill me with your hatefulness,
But still, like air, I'll rise.

Does my sexiness upset you?
Does it come as a surprise
That I dance like I've got diamonds
At the meeting of my thighs?

Out of the huts of history's shame
I rise
Up from a past that's rooted in pain
I rise
I'm a black ocean, leaping and wide,
Welling and swelling I bear in the tide.
Leaving behind nights of terror and fear
I rise
Into a daybreak that's wondrously clear
I rise
Bringing the gifts that my ancestors gave,
I am the dream and the hope of the slave.
I rise
I rise
I rise.


- - - Maya Angelou

O breeze! turn towards Medina ~ ~ Hazrat Nizamuddin Auliya

O breeze! turn towards Medina (and) from this well-wisher recite the Salaam.

Turn round the king of the prophets (and) with the utmost humility recite the Salaam.

Sometimes pass the gate of mercy (and) with the gate of Gabriel rule the forehead.

Salaam to the prophet of God (and) sometimes recite Salaam at the gate of peace.

Put with all respect the head of faith on the dust there.

Be one with the sweet melody of David and be acquainted with the cry of anguish.

In the assembly of the prophets recite verses from the humble being 'Nizam'.

Hazrat Nizamuddin Aulia r.a.

Alone.....

Yesterday has gone with the wind
Today is kissing my mortal eyes
Tomorrow is knocking at my door
Day after tomorrow may be I would be no more...

I was alone before
I am alone today
And i would be alone thereafter
Pepole come and go meet and greet
Weep and Smile, Speak and Listen

Than leave with a fake smile And disappear in the mist of unreliable time
What remains in the end is nothing
But

Me for Me....
and Me

(courtesy Muhammad Ali Awan : cssforum.com.pk)
Alone.

You are never alone... !

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You're never alone, I'm always near,
When your troubled, down or blue.
All you have to do is call me,
I'm always here for you.

It doesn't matter where I'm at,
It doesn't matter when.
When you need someone to talk to,
I'm here to be your friend.

If you need someone to hold your hand,
or a hug to say I care.
If you need a shoulder to cry on,
for you I will be there.

So never think you are a burden,
when the weight gets to be to much.
You might find if look hard enough,
a good friend could be the right touch.

You're never alone, I'm always here,
through the good times and the bad.
I'm always here to be your friend,
I don't like to see you sad.