Insan ka dam ab ghutne laga in nafrat ki deewaron mein,
Aa titli bun kar baithein kahin hum door kahin gulzaron mein.
Hum urte phirein panchi bun kar aa lori sunaun tujhe chanda,
Keyun maut ka hum deedar karein in wahshat ke bazaron mein.
Har roz to marte rahte hayn, sahme huye ghar se nikalte hayn,
Aiyaron mein makkaron mein badkaron mein kharkaron mein.
Maloom hay phoolon ke gird kaee kante bhi chupe hayn patton mein,
Chand khoon ke qatre de den ge jee lenge younhi hum kharon mein.
Afreet bahut hi zalim hay mere bache chup ja bahon mein,
Aur aisa agar mumkin hi nahin aa laut chalein phir gharon mein.
Humanity is suffocating within the wall of hatred, let us sit far somewhere amid flowers to listen their call..very interesting heart touching..calm and sober.. painted the grief of humanity in its best color thank you..man bhaa gayaa..tasalli mili ise padh kar
Aapki kavita pyaari hai..... Kaash hum titli bun kar baithein kahin kaash Hum urte phirein panchi bun kar per eaisa toh khawaboon mein he hota hai.... Hum gharon mein he theekh hain...... I loved reading it twice.
Suffocation is increasing, peace of mind is decreasing, the poem is a true picture of our vulnerable society.
Wah an inspiring poem against warring factions. Kyah shaer ghazal refrain khoob! Pls coment my latest poem if u know english.