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Walking down the shores of an ocean,
angelic sand castles brushed my eyes
and before I could behold the dream,
a wave took them by surprise...
and before I could behold the dream,
a wave took them by surprise...
heard no answer from the waves
when asked them Why?
came a cold and hollow voice,
gusty wind winked and said, "It was I".
Powerless, ghastly I stood, watching,
The distant ships disappeared,
The aging wine mocked, "time
smoothed me and you are still seared".
Many years have passed
now and I have grown older...
Watching the sun drown day-after-day
those castles in these waters still smolder.
. . . .
. . . .
. . . .
And I still stand here, on the shores.
The ocean devoured all my tears.
now, when a reason to smile,
the darkness is drawing me near. . .
taqdiir ki gardishon mein asiir bane firte ho,
Khudi chodd kar firdaus ki ummeed rakte ho...
rukh badla waqt ki purwa ne, fir aik baar,
isharat-e-rafta ke peeche kiyon jiye jate ho...
khud ko hi bhool gaye gam-e-hastii mein, aye musafir,
mustqil mizaji ke ba.ghair shaam-e-khusta ko jalane ki ummeed karte ho...
gurub-e-aftab ke sath nahi bujh.ta chiraag-e-zindagi
yeh raat ka noor nishan-e-ziyaa hai uski...
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