یہ بڑھتی ہوئ عمر یا یہ گھٹتی ہوئ عمر This Increasing Or Decreasing Age Poem by Akhtar Jawad
یہ بڑھتی ہوئ عمر یا یہ گھٹتی ہوئ عمر This Increasing Or Decreasing Age
ہم سنتے بہت کچھ ہیں سمجھتے ہیں زرا سا
ہم زیادہ بگڑتے ہیں سنورتے ہیں زرا سا
تم روشنی سورج کی ہمیں چاندنی پیاری
ہم آگ کے پھندوں میں الجھتے ہیں زرا سا
ہنسنے دو ہمیں پھول ہیں دو دن کو کھلے ہیں
یہ مفت کی خوشبو ہے مہکتے ہیں زرا سا
تم رات کی رانی ہو تمہیں شور سے نفرت
ہم صبح کے پنچھی ہیں چہکتے ہیں زرا سے
برسات کی بارش ہو کڑکتی ہوئ بجلی
ھم جاڑوں کے بادل ہیں برستے ہیں زرا سا
پھر پہنو وہ کنگن کہ کؤی گیت سنیں ہم
وہ سونے کے کنگن جو کھنکتے ہیں زرا سا
ایک جھونکا ہوا کا ہمیں بکھرا کے ہے رکھتا
کر کر کے جتن برسوں سمٹتے ہیں زرا سا
وہ یار ہے ہم یار کی زلفوں کا محظ خم
الجھے ہوۓ رہتے ہیں سلجھتے ہیں زرا سا
یہ بڑھتی ہوئ عمر یا یہ گھٹتی ہوئ عمر
اب سن لی بہت اسکی تو کہتے ہیں زرا سا
This Increasing Or Decreasing Age
I listen to a lot but follow a little,
I eat so much but swallow a little,
You are sunlight I love moonlight,
Away from the fire I am never bright,
A queen of Night You take me as a noise,
A morning bird I am with a musical poise,
let me laugh I am a short living flower,
Elegance for your eyes a fragrant shower,
You're a wild kiss of the rainy storms,
I'm a snow fall that can change its forms,
Could I see that golden bracelet in your wrists,
Why has gone its music somewhere in the mists,
Efforts we make to rejoin the pieces of life.
But break once again in an uncalled strife,
We have listened to the laughter of increasing age,
Read what's being written by tears on the last page.
let me laugh I am a short living flower, Elegance for your eyes a fragrant shower, // wow how sweet the lines are! love it very much for you dear Sir, live long on your fragrance way, love long
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life is like a dark forest half way you are entering it the other half you are exiting likewise in life first half of the age is governed by our best gene Y for guys and X for women Then as we age beautifully truly as dictated by those genes the second half is a turmoil we all boil man behaves like a woman and woman
Read what's being written by tears on the last page. last night I nearly that was LAST NIGHT But then some voce said wait JA Ji is there
One of the brilliant men that can give us wisdom as to aging is the great Poet, Sir Akhtar. The opening lines alone could grip a reader to go through the whole write. Liked the closure lines. Very touching. A wonderful poem well crafted.
Wow both the Urdu shairi and the English are expressed in impressive poetic muse and style with superb sighing wry feelings expressed. Kudos for the fine brill poetry.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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I enjoy what I understand in translation.