Time وقت Poem by Akhtar Jawad

Time وقت

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وقت
وفت جو گزر گیا کتنی یادیں چھوڑ کر
ایسی یادیں رکھ دیاہے جن نے توڑ توڑ کر
وقت جو چلا گیا لوٹ کر نہ آیا پھر
کویء اس طرح نہ جاےء اپنا چہرہ موڑ کر
وقت اب جو آتا ہے خواب میں سراب میں
میں اسکو چھو نہیں سکا تھکا بہت ہوں دوڑ کر
دھندلکا حیسا سرد ہے وہ آگ اسکی کیا ہویء
وہ جسنے آنکھیں چومی تھیں وہی گیا ہے پھوڑ کر
وہ وقت جسکے ہاتھوں میں میرے دونو ہاتھ تھے
چلا گیا چلا گیا صرف درد دے گیا کلایاں مروڑکر

TIME (English Translation)

Time that has left only memories
Memories that have broken me!
Neveragaincame back
One shouldn't go like this!
Comes only in dreams like a mirage
I madly ran but couldn't touch it!
Cold like twilight, where is the fire?
Took my eyes that were kissed once!
In whose hands were my both hands
Left me with pains, twisting my wrist violently!

English transliteration

Waqt jo guzar geya kitni yadeN choR kar
Aysi yadeN rakh diya hay jin ne toR toR kar
Waqt jo chala geya laut kar na aaya phir
Koi istarah na jaye apna chehra moR kar
Waqt ab jo aata hay khawb meN sarab meN
Main usko choo nahiN saka thaka bahut huN doR kar
Dundalka jaysa sard hay wuh aag uski keya hui
wuh jisne aankheN choomi theeN wuhi geya hay phoR kar
Wuh waqt jiske hathoN meN mere dono hath they
Chala geya chala geya sirf dard de geya kalaiN maroR kar

Wednesday, September 19, 2018
Topic(s) of this poem: english,time
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Kumarmani Mahakul 19 September 2018

Time that has left only memories Memories that have broken me! ....... touching expression with nice theme. A beautiful poem so nicely executed.10

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Mahtab Bangalee 20 September 2018

running after running a phantom, a spirit, a shape on untold marathon running competition the time is and tired I'm at all to make love with it, torn, tattered, shattered, scattered, hump-backed lay down at last in muddy mound ///nice

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Me Poet Yeps Poet 19 September 2018

the beauty in ur poetry is so lovely gives all an inspiration to compose sir JA

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Sylvia Frances Chan 19 September 2018

TWO: The hunger to more new knowledge is inherited, that's why that perpetual hunger to more work, an on-and-off relationship with time. A poem to my heart in all its excellence, Akhtar Sir! Truly a very enjoyable read. Thank you for the translation and for sharing this intriguing poem.

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Sylvia Frances Chan 19 September 2018

ONE: IF I may say, your grandfather, your father and you are all successful, BUT when still not feeling happy and content, will always be measured by the selves as failures, I don't think so. Post graduators are already a success, only if it still does not suffice and fulfill your expectations, that is another case.

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Kelly Kurt 19 September 2018

I used to be young, healthy and full of energy. Now I am old, experienced, knowledgeable and wise. I have a love/hate relationship with time.

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