دل جي دهليز تي
لفظ آيا سُري ڪونه چارو ڏٺم..
ڪجهه لکڻ ٿي گهُريم،
لفظ ڪيئي گَڏي ڪوٽ ڪيئي اَڏي،
دل جي اک سان تنهين کي ڏسڻ ٿي گهريم..
مون ڪڍڻ ٿي گهري مونجهه من مان کڻي،
ٺاهيندي ڊاهيندي ويل هٿ مان وئي......
لفظ سڀ پيا ڪِري تن کي ميڙي وري..
ڪجهه لکڻ ٿي گهريم دير ٿي هئي وئي..
ڪنهن جي تحرير هئي اڳ ۾ پهچي وئي..
لفظ سڀ ويا ڀُري، لڙڪ آيا تري..
آڱرين مان منهنجي پَٽَ تي سڀ پيا ڪِري..
ويا مٽيءَ ۾ ملي، لَٽجي تحرير وئي..
At The Door Step Of Heart
At the door step of heart
Some tired, some fragmented words reached
Found myself helpless
Wanted to write down feelings
Gathering the words
Gleaning the expressions
At some hidden place,
And with the eyes of heart
I intended to see them
I intended to feel them
I intended to vent out the suffocation
of inner being
for time being
but all the words slipped down
and scattered down
Plucking them again
I wanted to write them again
but letter of someone reached before mine
it shattered me and drowned me
in the ocean of tears and my existence was
absorbed into earth