Too much thinking of your past
Destroys the whole future at last
But we cannot remove it away
From our life cycle like a blast
Our past is for our self experience
To ponder over and to give a chance
To our senses to respond positively
And improve our present performance
Present's joy and future's foundation
Can be ensured by the essential lesson
Learnt from the frustration of follies
Caused by our responding misconception
Man is a loose bundle of errors
Afraid of self created false terrors
Of too much expectations out of acts
Made by his imperfect raw behaviors
Man's unnatural, unreasonable concept
Make him misinterpret and quickly accept
To be fit whatever he has once assumed
And to allow himself blindly to be leapt
From his past he never wants to learn
The disastrous and deep, dark concern
That fell over him in recent happenings
Loosing so many things in quest to earn
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
An Urdu poet says- - Yade mazi azab hay ya rab....Cheen ley mujhse hafizah mera (Oh God! memories of past are painful...Snatch my memory from me.) Another Urdu poet says.... Mazi mein jo maza meri shamo sahar mein tha....Ab woh faqat tasaware shamo sahar mein hay (The enjoyments which were in my past days and nights.....Are now only in the memories of those days and nights)