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My latest poem

Saleem A Khanani

میرے تازہ اشعار
کبھی بے رخی نے مارا کبھی بد دعا ملی ہے
یہ کرم ہے دوستوں کا یا مجھے سزا ملی ہے
یہ حوادث زمانہ یہ بیان نا خدائ
جو اڑا کے راکھ کر دے ہمیں وہ ہوا ملی ہے
نہ شکایتیں بجا ہیں نہ حکایتیں صحیح ہیں
تیرا لہجہ پھر بھی مُحکَم تجھے یہ ادا ملی ہے
ہیں اداس ساری گلیاں ہیں خموش سارے رستے
نہ سڑک پہ آئیں سائے ہمیں وہ بلا ملی ہے

Ancestral secrets


جوهر اسرار آبا از خلف گيرد فروغخون کند روشن چراغ دودمان زخم راThe essence of ancestral secrets grows through the descendants Lamp of the wound of dynasties is ignited by blood

Pain of walking

نديده زحمت رفتار، ره نياموزي
خطا نکرده، صواب و خطا چه داني چيست
پروین اعتصامی

If you have not enjoyed the pain of walking, you will not find your way
One who has never made a mistake cannot know the difference between right and wrong

Rumi on choice and determinism

رومی اور مسئلۂ جبر و قدر

که امتحان را شرط باشد اختيار

اختياري نبودت بي اقتدار

Accountability is conditioned upon the ability to choose

And freedom of choice does not come without empowerment

Horse’s eye

چشم حس اسپست و نور حق سوار
بي سواره اسپ خود نايد به کار
The eye of sense is like a horse
The light of Truth is its rider
Without the rider the horse is of no use to itself
چشم اسپ از چشم شه رهبر بود
چشم او بي چشم شه مضطر بود
Eyes of the horse becomes a guide through the King’s eye
Without which it is lost


تو وفا را مجو در اين زندان

که در اين جا وفا نکرد وفا


Don’t try to find loyalty in this prison

Where even loyalty is 


Company is better than bookish knowledge

صحبت از علم کتابي خوشتر است

صحبت مردان حر آدم گر است


Company is better than bookish knowledge

Company of those free of every bondage makes real men

Walls have ears

شیخ سعدی
در سخن با دوستان آهسته باش
تا ندارد دشمن خونخوار گوش
پيش ديوار آنچه گوئي هوش دار
تا نباشد در پس ديوار گوش
Speak quietly with friends
Make sure the enemy is not listening
Be careful when speaking behind a wall
Even walls have ears


زين همه علم و عمل قدر خموشي درياب
هر کجا بحث سواليست جوابست اينجا
(بيدل) آن فتنه که طوفان قيامت دارد
غير دل نيست همين خانه خرابست اينجا
With all this knowledge and action 
You should appreciate the value of silence
Wherever there are discussions and questions
Silence is the best answer
Bedil the commotion that carries the storm of Doomsday
Does  lie anywhere else but in this heart
Keep your thoughts locked inside your heart
If your  words will cause more harm than good

Prison of existence

(بيدل) زقيد هستي سهلست باز جستن
گر مرد اختياري رو از عدم برون آ
Bedil it is quite easy to release oneself
From the prison of existence 
If you are a man of free will
Then come out of non existence
Most  live and die without achieving anything
Their names don’t live after them.
They never existed.
It is only those who use their free will that achieve life after death and immortality after mortal existence