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The Road Not Taken

A poem by Robert Frost

Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth;
Then took the other, as just as fair,
And having perhaps the better claim,
Because it was grassy and wanted wear;
Though as for that the passing there
Had worn them really about the same,
And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black.
Oh, I kept the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way,
I doubted if I should ever come back.
I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I-
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.

 
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Posted by on March 11, 2012 in nostalgia, poems

 

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Agha jee

Zindagi

Zindagi mein jo shumein theen who to ub tak bujh chukeen

Jo deeya timtima rahein hein unko haath rukh ke rok lo

Zindagi se jub yeh roshni uth jaaye gi….

Na to phir tum raho ge aur na hi mein dekh paon gi.

Yeh jo diye hein aaj timtimatay hoay

Yehi hein meray rah guzar, meray hum nasheen meray rahbar…

Yeh jo chorr jaen ge saath mera…

To kon ho ga mera aasra….

Mein jo gum gaee iss bheer mein…

To kaun batay ga mujhay sahi raasta?

Jo baap se bhi ziyada azeez ho….

Jo ghamon mein sub se qareeb ho…

Jo meray dukhon mein shareek ho

Usay kaun kaisay bhulaay ga

Kiya mujhay bhi koi sikhaye ga?

Koi thak ke ghar mein jab aaye ga…

To utnay pyaar se kaandhay kaun dabaye gaa????

Aaj bohat thuk gaeen hoon agha jee….

Aaj to kaandhay daba hi dein…

Susti si ho gayee hai kuchh..

Only five minutes more suna hi dein…

Just once more pleaseeeee!!!!!

 
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Posted by on September 23, 2011 in nostalgia, poems, Uncategorized, Wisdom

 

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Ghazala & Mohsin ke naam!

A marriage ended after 22 too short years. My darling friend who was just like a sister Ghazala left us for a better place at just 41 years of age. so unpredictable and tragic. Cancer is a silent killer.

Her husband my dear friend and brother Mohsin is left behind to face this world and what it has to offer with the support of just his family and some friends. 

Nothing can fill the gap that his beloved , wife and friend Ghazala left. This poem; written in Roman Urdu; is dedicated to them.

                 ” The most loving, compassionate and caring couple,

                              I ever came across in my entire life.”

Kab Yaad Main Tera Saath Nahin

Kab Haath Main Tera Haath Nahin, 

Shukar hai Ke Apni Raaton Main 

Ab Hijr Ki Koi Raat Nahin..

 

                                                         Jis shaan se koi qabar mein utray

                                                          Wo Shaan Salamat Rehti Hai, 

                                                          Ye Jaan To Aani Jani Hai

                                                          Is Jaan Ki  Koi Baat Nahin..

 

Maidan-e-Wafa Darbar Nahin

Yahaan Naam-o-Nasab Ki Pooch Kahan, 

Aashiq To Kisi Ka Naam Nahin 

Aur Ishq Kisi Ki Zaat Nahin..

 

                                                        Ye Baazi Ishq Ki Baazi Hai 

                                                        Jo Chaho Laga Do Dar Kaisa, 

                                                       Jo Jeet Gaye To Kya Kehnay 

                                                      Haaray Bhi to Bazi Maat Nahin…..

                            Together with her family; in spirit; FOREVER

                              ” May your Love live till eternity”.

 
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Posted by on August 13, 2011 in nostalgia, poems

 

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Rishta ( an Urdu poem)

Wrote this poem a few years back thought I would share it with my friends on this blog.

Teri nazron se gir kur na uth sakti kabhi

 teri banhon ka sahara gar na milta mujhay

 Teray dil se utar ke wapis jagah bana na pati kabhi 

teray qurb ka kinara gar na milta mujhay 

Sub naatay sub bandhan toot jaatay jabhi 

Ehsaas-e.beyaqeeni jub ho geya tha mujhay Ho jaata jo gar kuch hamein…. 

Bus ik aas thi jo na chorr paye kabhi 

keh tu dhoond laye ga andheron se bhi mujhay 

Kiyon keh naumeed hona aata nahin mujhay 

Aaj hum phir ik jaan hein

 hum jo rishtay torr bethay thay sabhi

 Phir us ne jorr di hai kurri se kurri 

jis pe yaqeen hum nay chorra hi nahin 

Phir Yakja kur diya us nay tujhay aur mujhay 

Alehda honay ke liye to yaqeenan Hum aur tum kabhi banay thay hi nahin.

 
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Posted by on July 2, 2011 in nostalgia, poems

 

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A memorable day!

We had a wonderful birthday for Father Francis in St Mary’s high school where kids gave him lots of hand made cards and flowers and then teachers sang many songs, recited many ghazals and I wrote a poem for him; that follows, designed and framed beautifully by my hubby Asad.

This father has worked in pakistan for last 40 years on volunteer basis and it has been just two years since I joined him in his endeavors. I am so proud that I got an opportunity to meet him and work with him.

It was a really a memorable day

         Father Frans Labeewu

A poem dedicated to our beloved father on his birthday

                        Written By

                       Sadaf Shah

He came to our country…So far from his own

With his uncles in a car…From Belgium to Pakistan

This was his fate he believes

And with that his beloved country he leaves

 

From Sialkot to Gujranwala

From Lahore to Bedian

He helps all those he can

And makes everybody his fan

 

He is gentle and soft spoken

And helps lovingly the forsaken

Instills love in their heart for God and mankind

Because he came with that cause in his mind

 

We thank Father Frans with all our hearts

As no one can be as dedicated as he has been

And we as a nation feel indebted

For all his hard work whose results can easily be seen

 

We love you Father our angel in disguise

You made us learn to love, to be humble and wise

                                                                                                                              Dated: May 24th, 2011.

 

 
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Posted by on May 28, 2011 in a new day, nostalgia, poems, Wisdom

 

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Oh Beautiful butterfly

Oh beautiful butterfly of the meadow!

How pretty are you and your shadow!

The colors of your wings so bright and vivid….

Your flight so smooth yet so timid….

Scared to be touched why are you so?

Frightened are you that a strong hold may crush you?

Or maybe you fear for your pretty colors….

Which someone may steal off these beautiful wings of you….

I love the light colors that are left on the fingers…

When someone lovingly touches those delicate wings of you….

A sweet reminder of your delicate being….

And all that you stand for Everything!

How I love the world of yours….

So fragrant, colorful yet not small…

No worries, no fears and so carefree…

Hold my hand and take me along….

For a long flight with thee…

To blossoms so pretty and valleys so vast…

Where there are no shadows just you and me.

 
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Posted by on May 15, 2011 in a new day, nostalgia, poems, Wisdom

 

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It is your RIGHT

Its is your right to matter but do you want to?

It is your right to not want to get out of the bed but when you see the sunlight the birds chirping you should.

Its your right to feel sad but why not look at the people laughing around you.

Its your right to feel or act stupid but just look at the mentally sick.

Its your right to cry but why not wipe a tear from someone else’s eyes.

Its your right to lie but wouldn’t truth make life easier.

Its your right to be negative but positivity is a rare trait strive for it.

It is your right to hate but why not open up your heart to love.

Its your right to be sarcastic but gentle words always do the trick.

It is your right to give up but why not give it another try.

Its your right to want to die but another day to help someone would be better.

Rights are always there but so are choices .

Its your prerogative to make the right ones and live forever!

 
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Posted by on May 4, 2011 in healing, nostalgia, poems, Wisdom

 

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