Aulaad ki Pukaar (A Child's Voice in Mother's Womb)

Shikam-e-madar main baitha voh sonchta tha
Kya meri maan mujhe yun maar dalegi
Aj aisi kya beeti hai us pe Maula
Jo subh se na mili hai ab-e-hayat
Kis tarah ab milegi mujhe meri khuraq
Vada jo tune kiya tha, koi zariya bana

Kis qadar mahdood hun main is shikam main
Maut aur hayaat ke darmiyan,
Hai yeh nau (9) maah ki zindagi
Tujhe khabar nahin mere Maula
Jo mere sath, kisi aur ke ghar aya tha
Uski maan ne use zinda shikam main dafnaya tha

Jab se aisi koi khabar ati hai
Yeh nau(9) maah ki zindagi badtar nazar ati hai
Kis tarah tune mujhe apna banaya hai
Ek ek dane ke liye uska banaya hai
Voh bhi kya sonchti hogi ki kya baar hun main
Ji jise chahe voh ji ka janjaal hun main

Bas ek hi dua lab par mere ati hai
Uski khushi main maut bhi shakkar nazar ati hai
Zindagi phir jo mili to voh saza si hogi
Maut ab mere liye ek dua si hogi
Aye meri maan kaat de jo rabt hai mujhse
Koi pooche to kehde ki khabt hai mujhse


Shikam-e-madar: Womb of the mother; ab-e-hayat: water of life; shikam: womb

Below is just an attempt to translate my own poem which is very hard. Doesn't sounds like the one above

In his mother’s womb he was thinking,
Will my mother will kill me like this
What happens to her today?
Haven’t got a single drop of water
How will I get my sustenance? My Lord!
Which you have promised, find a way

How limited I am in this womb
Between Death and life
This living of 9 months
You don’t know my Lord!
The one who came to the other house with me
Was buried alive in his mother’s womb

Since then, whenever I get any news like this
This life of 9 months become even worst for me
How have you made me for you
Always asking for food and sustenance to her
How she must have be thinking of a load like me
Whom she likes and detest the most

Now only one prayer comes to my lips
In her happiness even death will taste sweeter
If still I remain alive it will be a punishment
Death will remain like a prayer to me
O mother! Kill all the connections which I have with you
If any one ask, tell him that I was just a madness

A Tribute to Mahatma

Jab har tarf andhera tha to deep jalaya tumne
Ek ujre chaman ko yun basaya tumne

Farq haq aur batil ka samjhaya humko
Paigham-e-mohabbat yun phailaya tumne

Phir chor chale tanha, gum ho gaye tum
Kyon aur kab yeh bhi na bataya tumne

Kis qadar sab ko zaroorat hai tumhari
Kya sonch kar daman churaya tumne

Hai yaqeen dil main ki phir milenge
Aisa rishta humara sajaya tumne

Zindagi main inteqaal ki hasrat hai bepanaah
Maut ka munatazir jo banaya tumne

Akela Musaafir

Naye daur ka naya musafir ban ke
Nikla hai dekho kaise than ke

Bhool gaya ahbaab purane
Bichre phool apne chaman ke

Maan kyon kar phir yaad rakhti
Apni aulaad ko jan ke

Qudrat ka yeh insaaf
Na samajh main aya man ke

Chal raha hai voh akela
Faslay tay kar gagan ke

Har dard ki vajah Pakistaan main hai......

Ek awaaz khatarnaak raigistaaN main hai
Rooh-e-insaan kaise bayabaaN main hai

Har tarf dahshat aur tareeki ka alam
Har shaakh pe ullu gulistaaN main hai

Azmat-e-mulk aur mera junoon
Neelaam bazar-e-inglistaaN main hai

Voh charkh-e-chaharum se dekhte hain tamasha
Machi kaisi halchal qabristaaN main hai

Mere ishq ne use pakeeza kar diya
Meri mohabbat to kisi paristaaN main hai

Ek shama-e-aarzoo jalti hai raat din
Jism mera kisi shamshaaN main hai

Logon ne kis qadar na samjha mujhe
Poocho to us kamal se jo kuredaaN main hai

Hindustaan ki barhti abaadi ka sabab
Har dard ki vajah pakistaaN main hai

Kaise chalun zindagi main na samajh aya kabhi
Sari samajh to hamare siyasatdaaN main hai

Shikwa (after terror attacks in mumbai)

yeh kis ne rakha hai barood meri rahon mein
main kab ka mar gaya hun is zamane main

Kon ake bicha jata hai nafratein yahan
Kis ko milta hai maza phir ghar banane main

Khamosh ek atish ki manind hai yeh zindagi
Kya fayda hai ise aur jalne jalane main

Khuda ke liye ab bas band karo yeh shikwa
Koi nahin sanjidah yahan sunne sunane main

Bhagvaan Krishna se Ek Mulaqat

Ek baar mele main mil gaye jo shri Krishna
Pooch baitha main, kaisa hai mijaz apka

Farmaya unhon ne karne aye hain tafreeh mele ki
Yahan is tamashe main jo milta hai amrit ankh ka

Main ne kaha bhagvan dharm bahut sankat main hai
Kya fayda hai duniya main apke avtaar ka

Gopiyon pe voh nazar kar yun batlane lage
Samajhta hun haal main tumhare jazbaat ka

Zara dekho gopiyan hain kis qadar sundar
Kyon kar rahe ho tazkira tum aj maar kaat ka

Kaha maine is khoobsoorti pe na jaiye bhagvan
Yahan kahan hai maza gokul ke us raag ka

Sharm aur haya na jane kahan kho gayi hai
Khoobseerat gopiyan to tasavvur hain mere aj ka

Bhakt ke dukh ko sunke dravit ho gaye bhagvan
Khol ke rakh diya sach phir apne haalaat ka

Thak gaya hun baar baar leke avtaar main ab
Haal nahin dekha jata is dharm bhrasht sansar ka

Koi to bane arjun mera, satya ke liye kare yudh
Hai koi mard-e-mujahid jo karde vinash andhkaar ka

Shwait-Shyam (Black and White)

Charitra ke nirmaan main charitra na badla karo
Shwait rangon main shyam mat ghola karo
Shwait to swakhshta ka prateek hai
Shyam Krishn ki chanchalta ka swaroop
Donon nakshatra hain ambar main vibhushit
Tum jeevan main shwait-shyam mat dhoondha karo