اپنا رہا نہ تیرا بنا ہاں دور ہو گیا
چھوٹا سا ایک گناہ تھا مشہور ہو گیا
تومجھ میں تھا تو ٹوکتا اور روکتا مجھے
چپکے سے بول تو بھی تھا مجبور ہو گیا
الزام کیسے دوں میں شریک گناہ کو
جادو ہے پیار ہر کوئ مسحور ہو گیا
دیں اتنی نعمتیں تجھے آیا نہیں غرور
یہ پیار کیا دیا کہ تو مغرور ہو گیا
عشق وہ طلب ہے کہ مطلوب عشق ہے
جب یہ ملا تو آدمی منصور ہو گیا
شاید تجھے دکھا تھا ادھورا یہ آدمی
کر کے گناہ حسن سے بھرپورہو گیا
Disowned by me myself and away from You,
Just for a petty sin so that became famous overnight,
When You were in me why didn't You stop me,
Whisper if can't speak it was also Your delight,
I shall not blame one who collaborated in my sin,
Love is a magic in that matter loses its sight,
You bestowed upon us infinite favors,
Is love Your weakness O You The Might?
Love is a desire and its desired one is also love,
Moon becomes a cool sun by reflecting sunlight,
Perhaps man appeared incomplete to You
His sin made him owner of beauty at highest height.
'Moon becomes a cool sun by reflecting sunlight' - a wonderful thought, loved it.
A wonderful love poem though there is a little trace of sin. Well penned sir..Top 🌟
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I would like to translate this poem
Love is a desire and its desired one is also love, Moon becomes a cool sun by reflecting sunlight, Perhaps man appeared incomplete to You His SlN made him owner of beauty at highest height.....about the love the last line is heart throbbing