Tuesday, June 7, 2011

Raat phaili hai tere surmaie aanchal ki tarhan

Raat phaili hai tere surmaie aanchal ki tarhan
Chand nikla hai tujhay dhoondhnay pagal ki tarhan

Khushk patton ki tarah log uray jatay hain
Shehr bhi ab tou nazar aanay laga jungle ki tarah

Phir khayalon main teray kurb ki khushbu jaagi
Phir barasnay lagi anakahin meri badal ki tarhan

Be-wafaoon say wafa kartay guzari hai hayat
Ye barasta raha weeranay pe badal ki tarhan.........!!

Sari duniya k rivajon se adawat ki thi

Sari duniya k rivajon se adawat ki thi
Tumko Yaad hai jab maine ik hamaqat ki thi

Usay razdan samajh kr btaya tha haal-e-dil apna
par us shakhs ne meri zaat se baghawat ki thi

Jab kisi ki yaadun ne ankhun ko bhigoya tha meri
Maine aik naam ki tasbeeh peh tilawat ki thi

Usko choor k hanstay huay ghar aa k
Itna roye thay k ankhon ne shikayat ki thi

mere ujarnay ka sabab jb b kisi ne poucha tu
maine bs itna bataya k "MUHABBAT" ki thi..

Main To Fanaa Ho Gya Us Ki Ankhain Daikh Kar

Main To Fanaa Ho Gya Us Ki Ankhain Daikh Kar MOHSIN

Na JAnay Woh Shaks Aaina Kiasy Daikhta Hoga..

Diye hen zakham to marham ka takal’luf na karo

Diye hen zakham to marham ka takal’luf na karo,

Kuch to rehne do meri zaat pey ahsaan apna..

Tere Wajood Se Hain Gulshan Ki Ronqain

Teray Wajood Se Hain Gulshan Ki Ronqain ~mohsin~~

Teary Baad Ham Bhari Duniya Ko Weraan Likhain Gay

ek Baar Aur Daikh Kar Aazad Kar De Mujhy

ek Baar Aur Daikh Kar Aazad Kar De Mujhy?

K Main Aaj Bhi Tere Pehli Nazar Ki Qaid Mein Hoon..!!!

Tanha Udas Chand Ko Samjho Na Bekhabar

Tanha Udas Chand Ko Samjho Na Bekhabar
Har Baat Sun Raha Hai Magar Bolta Nahin

Ujray hue logon se gurai-zaan na howa ker

Ujray hue logon se gurai-zaan na howa ker
Haalat ki kabroon ke yeh katbay bhi padha ker

Har waqt ka hansna tujhe barbaad na kerde
Tanhai ke lamhon main kabhi ro bhi liya ker

Is shab ke muqadar main saher hi nahin “MOHSIN”
Hum ne dekha hai kaye baar charaghon ko bhuja ker

Yeh tera Rehem hay mujh per k Meherban hay tu

Yeh tera Rehem hay mujh per k Meherban hay tu
Jo karta Adl tu main mustahiq tha Nafrat ka

The moment I opened my heart and let you in

The moment I opened my heart and let you in
I saw this great love starting to begin.

I opened my eyes to a vision of you
I hope, I pray your feelings are true.

I have loved and I have paid the cost
And I have felt the pain of the love I lost.

But, now, I think I have truly found
An Angel who walks upon the ground.

I could search my whole life through
And never find another ‘you’.
You are so special that I wanted you to know
I truly, completely love you so.

Your soul of beauty is unlike any other I have seen

Your soul of beauty is unlike any other I have seen.
It shines through and all can see the true you.
Do not hide the real you from the world.
I want to always see the real you.
Even the many flaws and scars you have.
Your soul of beauty is beautiful indeed.
Allowing me to see the real you, helps me to fall in love with you.
A true love, I will always have for you, even from afar.
A soul of beauty is a great thing to have.
Cause it comes from above and no where else.
Continue to shine and be yourself, do not allow the world to get you down.
Your soul of beauty is what I want to see.
It makes me feel glad to see you, just be you.
A soul of beauty is what you have, let no one else tell you different.
Do not forget it, it helps you forget a painful past.
The soul of beauty you have, is what I love about you, my love.
So, do not ever let your soul of beauty to get dim.
Allow it to shine, let it shine brightly, my love.

Soul Like The Vastest Sea

Soul Like The Vastest Sea

Your soul is like the vastest sea
And mine a darting fish:
I lose myself within your love;
I live within your heart.

I breathe your love: it is my air,
My element, my world.
I know no other ambiance;
I have no other dream.

I know there is outside your love
A world of rocks and sand;
And I could live there, too, but oh!
How poor and thin each breath!

How rich my world, how beautiful,
Alive within your love,
Each moment filled with dancing light
Refracted through your eyes!

You hear the violin and the notes I play

You hear the violin and the notes I play,
You love the tunes of happy days..

Yet it's my heart that goes unheard,
The loveless beat and heartache spurred..

If I could find a heart that hears,
I'd sing of pain and hidden tears..

But in my heart, i rest assured,
That dreams are heard and beats ignored...

Coming at an end the lovers

Coming at an end the lovers
Are exhausted like two swimmers. Where
Did it end? There is no telling. No love is
Like an ocean with the dizzy procession of the waves' boundaries
From which two can emerge exhausted, nor long goodbye
Like death.
Coming at an end. Rather, I would say, like a length
Of coiled rope
Which does not disguise in the final twists of its lengths
Its endings.
But, you will say, we loved
And some parts of us loved
And the rest of us will remain
Two persons. Yes,
Poetry ends like a rope.

The night is black and the forest has no end

The night is black and the forest has no end;
a million people thread it in a million ways.
We have trysts to keep in the darkness,
but where or with whom- of that we are unaware.
But we have this faith- that a lifetime's bliss
will appear any minute, with a smile upon its lips.
Scents, touches, sounds, snatches of songs brush us,
pass us, give us delightful shocks.
Then peradventure there's a flash of lightning:
whomever I see that instant I fall in love with.
I call that person and cry:
'This life is blest! For your sake such miles have I traversed!'
All those others who come close and
moved off in the darkness - I dont know if they exist or not.

The Last Rose of Summer

The Last Rose of Summer

’TIS the last rose of summer
Left blooming alone;
All her lovely companions
Are faded and gone;
No flower of her kindred,
No rosebud is nigh,
To reflect back her blushes,
To give sigh for sigh.

I’ll not leave thee, thou lone one!
To pine on the stem;
Since the lovely are sleeping,
Go, sleep thou with them.
Thus kindly I scatter
Thy leaves o’er the bed,
Where thy mates of the garden
Lie scentless and dead.

So soon may I follow,
When friendships decay,
And from Love’s shining circle
The gems drop away.
When true hearts lie withered
And fond ones are flown,
Oh! who would inhabit
This bleak world alone?




Every new beginning,
comes from some beginnings end.

Every time you kill me,
I am born again.

Every time you close that door,
Another door is opened.

And every time you say goodbye,
a different word is spoken.

Every time you look at me
my back is facing you,

And every time you ask to see me
I'll have something else to do.

Every time I join your game,
You're not playing fair,

And every time I really love you,
I pretend that I don't care.


The Light of Stars

The Light of Stars

THE NIGHT is come, but not too soon;
And sinking silently,
All silently, the little moon
Drops down behind the sky.

There is no light in earth or heaven
But the cold light of stars;
And the first watch of night is given
To the red planet Mars.

Is it the tender star of love?
The star of love and dreams?
Oh no! from that blue tent above
A hero’s armor gleams.

And earnest thoughts within me rise,
When I behold afar,
Suspended in the evening skies,
The shield of that red star.

O star of strength! I see thee stand
And smile upon my pain;
Thou beckonest with thy mailed hand,
And I am strong again.

Within my breast there is no light
But the cold light of stars;
I give the first watch of the night
To the red planet Mars.

The star of the unconquered will,
He rises in my breast,
Serene, and resolute, and still,
And calm, and self-possessed.

And thou, too, whosoe’er thou art,
That readest this brief psalm,
As one by one thy hopes depart,
Be resolute and calm.

Oh, fear not in a world like this,
And thou shalt know erelong,
Know how sublime a thing it is
To suffer and be strong.


Love is knocking on the door

Love is knocking on the door,
Knock! Knock! Comes the sound,
Don’t open it in haste, think before,
Then open your arms to it or turn around.
Love is pain,
Yet it gives pleasure,
Love drains away like the falling rain,
Yet is more precious than a treasure.
Love is stark madness,
Love is a passion,
It is achy like an abscess,
It is a silent communication.
Love is still knocking on the door,
Open it or keep it closed,
It won’t knock again on your door,
Leave it or be someone’s beloved.

When you are old

When you are old

When you are old and grey and full of sleep,
And nodding by the fire, take down this book,
And slowly read, and dream of the soft look
Your eyes had once, and of their shadows deep;

How many loved your moments of glad grace,
And loved your beauty with love false or true,
But one man loved the pilgrim Soul in you,
And loved the sorrows of your changing face;

And bending down beside the glowing bars,
Murmur, a little sadly, how Love fled
And paced upon the mountains overhead
And hid his face amid a crowd of stars.



Child, how happy you are sitting in the dust, playing with a broken twig all the morning.
I smile at your play with that little bit of a broken twig.
I am busy with my accounts, adding up figures by the hour.
Perhaps you glance at me and think, "What a stupid game to spoil your morning with!"
Child, I have forgotten the art of being absorbed in sticks and mud-pies.
I seek out costly playthings, and gather lumps of gold and silver.
With whatever you find you create your glad games, I spend both my time and my strength over things I never can obtain.
In my frail canoe I struggle to cross the sea of desire, and forget that I too am playing a game.
Rabindranath Tagore

It lies not in our power to love or hate

It lies not in our power to love or hate,
For will in us is overruled by fate.
When two are stripped, long ere the course begin,
We wish that one should love, the other win;
And one especially do we affect
Of two gold ingots, like in each respect:
The reason no man knows, let it suffice,
What we behold is censured by our eyes.
Where both deliberate, the love is slight:
Who ever loved, that loved not at first sight?

Love for a soilder

Love for a soilder

Every time you go away my heartbreaks
I know for you the same thing aches

You walk into the sunset uncertain
If you will be able to fix those who have been hurting.

your love is for more then me
its for your country to one day be free

the honor you have received
may one day be grieved

I try to forget your leaving
I just lie close to you and hear your heart beating.

you're unselfish and mainly caring
I'll near forget the love we've been sharing.

now its time for you to go
I kiss your face in the candles soft glow

as you whisper, I love you, Good-bye
I cant help but breakdown and cry

As the door closes I remember your face
Knowing no matter where we are

our hearts will always be in the same place...

If I had wings to fly

If I had wings to fly
I'd breathe in deep
and spread them wide
as I leap from the cliff
into the wind
where the gulls glide.

Crossing this wide sea
I glide above cruel waves
that reach up to drown my flight
in their cold
blue-green graves.

And as your day grows slowly light
I'd arrive on worn-out wings
to hold you
in your waking dreams
and feel you soft
and gently warm
in my embrace at last.

I would hate to say it

I would hate to say it,
but our friendship just can't last.
The wonderful times we shared together,
have faded to the past.

I told you it would happen,
that our friendship was bound to end.
Although I know you care,
I cannot consider you as a friend.

Please don't try to argue,
just try to understand.
That time can change people,
as the tide can change the sand.

Our friendship has been lovely,
but you see it has an end.
For now I fell in a different way,
I've fallen in love with you my friend.



A friend is someone who understands and
someone you can trust.

They will listen to you both night and day without ever making a fuss.
A friend will stand by your side when you are right and sometimes when you are wrong.

They will hold you up when you are weak and provide support to make you strong.
A friend's love is unconditional and unique in every way.

And when you have problems a true friend will kneel with you and pray.
A friend will stand by your side through thick and thin.

And whenever everyone have deserted you they still will be your friend.
A friend once said to me that a friend is sent from God above and I believe this to be true.

Because God has sent a friend to me and that friend to me is YOU.

So often people say they found their lover in their friend

So often people say they found their lover in their friend.
I just have to wonder if they?ve found a means to fit their end.
I thought I knew you for so long, but now I?ve come to see
That this man is a stranger, and you don?t remember me.

For the first time in my life I wanted someone I could keep-
To treasure me both heart and soul, to hold me in my sleep.
When I saw you I was overjoyed, my search at last concluded,
Who knew that I would come to find that I was just deluded?

Because as we grew together something still kept us apart,
I have your body and your mind, but I?ll never have your heart.
And I still wish that we could have that true love and forever,
But reality stole my happy ending, leaving me with never.

And if you asked, what would I say?
Would I dare to throw it all away?
Would yes be right? Or is it no?
But we never ask, so on we go.

And still I know that in the end,
You?re not my lover but my friend.
This is the truth that I despise
When I suddenly realize:

We?re not in love.



Could it be that I once saw you
In a dream as old as time
And could it be the arms holding you
Were really mine the whole time?

Could you have been my one and only
The reason I woke each new day
The one thing I always needed
The one for whom I use to pray?

Could it be that I had found you
After looking my entire life
Could it be that I had promised
That one day I'd be your wife?

Could it be that I still love you
And once again I'll find
That you're not just a memory
Only to be viewed in my mind?

Could it be, oh Lord I pray,
Just one thing I ask of you
If you're out there waiting
You'll try to find me too?

These roses for you my love, today

These roses for you my love, today
Pink perfection in a long stemmed creation
Fragrant, like a thousand perfumes
Everlasting, eternally blessed
A gift of passion, Trinity
In our love... three elements, given
Faith, Hope and Love
Three precious gifts of light
Our love, undeniable, yet challenged
A world of conflict and separation
Attempting togetherness
Driven by wild attraction, determination
Faith in the possibility, happiness
Living in partnership, sharing
Hope in the future together, fulfilling
Loving, unconditionally, provocatively
Two lives in evolution, sharing
Living in harmony in adversity
Faith, Hope and Love,
These perfect roses for my love



When I looked into your eyes
I knew it was true.
My heart never lies
I was in love with you.

As you stood there
just looking around,
my whole body melted
into the ground.

I remember the day,
I remember the time,
I remember the place,
It was always on my mind.

You looked so good
in your shirt and jeans.
I remember that night,
you were in my dreams.

I wish I could be with you
day after day,
Because I love you
more than words can ever say.


I Just Wanted You To Know

I Just Wanted You To Know

You're the air I breath,
The scent I smell,
You're the touch I feel
You're everything that's real.

You're the better half,
The stronger willed,
You're the the beat of the heart,
The more compelled.

You're the sun that shines,
the lighter side,
You're the grass that grows,
The stream that flows.

You are the inner soul,
the eyes that shine,
the one I love,
my peace of mind.

You are and will always be
the better part of me.




How countlessly they congregate
O'er our tumultuous snow,
Which flows in shapes as tall as trees
When wintry winds do blow!--

As if with keenness for our fate,
Our faltering few steps on
To white rest, and a place of rest
Invisible at dawn,--

And yet with neither love nor hate,
Those stars like some snow-white
Minerva's snow-white marble eyes
Without the gift of sight.

I hear through the breeze

I hear through the breeze
Your heart’s sighs
Though your voice
Remains mute.

Hope’s rising,
Behind the lines
But why, what binds to block
The path of dreams you desire.

What if, it is your eyes
The passage to reach
The gates of paradise
Home of eternal delight.

Listen, as the heart sings
Tunes of newborn hymns
To fill the empty spaces,
Echoes of beats within.

Letting Go

Letting Go

Though I love you so much,
I want you to know,
though you mean everything to me,
I'm learning to let go.

My feelings for you will never change,
they just won't always seem as strong.
But things stopped working out long ago,
that's when everything went wrong.

How could I let this happen,
knowing what we shared couldn't last?
Please don't let me become part
of your unremembered past.

I remember how happy we were,
when we were boyfriend and girlfriend,
but it was so long ago
when those days came to an end.

I can't even remember how it felt,
being so far apart.
This separates us even more,
the distance tormenting my broken heart.

I've decided that I'll try,
try to find another.
But the feelings I had for you,
I'll never feel for any other.

There will always be a place in my heart,
holding on to memories of this-
the sweetest days I'll know,
the ones I'll always miss.

These broken-hearted feelings,
are something I wished never to know,
but I'm feeling them now,
?cause I love you and I'm letting you go...

I miss you

I miss you!
There are no words that can describe
The grief in this heart of mine
My heart is hidden so deep with tears
It’s hard for me to find

It broke my heart for you to leave
And each day brings more pain
Even after years of healing
Deep scars will always remain

I will always be thinking of you
Beyond all realms of time
You will never be forgotten
In this heart of mine

A son, a brother, and grandson
A nephew, a cousin, and friend
You meant so much to all of us
And that will never end

Your spirit touched the heart
Of everyone you knew
And each minute that passes by
A tear will shed for you

Your smile, your laughter
Our joy, and now tears
So many memories
In just 17 years

Now there’s something missing
Incomplete, what once was whole
Your missed beyond all measure
From the depths of my soul

I look to Christ our Savior
For comfort and for strength
I praise him for your life
Though it was short in length

There is hope for tomorrow
This I know is true
Because each day I live here on earth
Is one day closer to you

You'll love me yet and I can tarry

You'll love me yet and I can tarry
Your love's protracted growing:
June reared that bunch of flowers you carry
From seeds of April's sowing.

I plant a heartful now: some seed
At least is sure to strike,
And yield what you'll not pluck indeed,
Not love, but, may be, like!

You'll look at least on love's remains,
A grave's one violet:
Your look? that pays a thousand pains.
What's death? You'll love me yet!

So Shuts the Marigold Her Leaves

So Shuts the Marigold Her Leaves

SO shuts the marigold her leaves
At the departure of the sun;
So from the honeysuckle sheaves
The bee goes when the day is done;
So sits the turtle when she is but one,
And so all woe, as I since she is gone.

To some few birds kind Nature hath
Made all the summer as one day;
Which once enjoyed, cold winter's wrath
As night they sleeping pass away.
Those happy creatures are that know not yet
The pain to be deprived or to forget.

I oft have heard men say there be
Some that with confidence profess
The helpful Art of Memory;
But could they teach forgetfulness
I'd learn, and try what further art could do
To make me love her and forget her too.

How is it that, being gone, you fill my days

How is it that, being gone, you fill my days,
And all the long nights are made glad by thee?
No loneliness is this, nor misery,
But great content that these should be the ways
Whereby the Fancy, dreaming as she strays,
Makes bright and present what she would would be.
And who shall say if the reality
Is not with dreams so pregnant. For delays
And hindrances may bar the wished-for end;
A thousand misconceptions may prevent
Our souls from coming near enough to blend;
Let me but think we have the same intent,
That each one needs to call the other, "friend!"
It may be vain illusion. I'm content.



THEY spoke of him I love
With cruel words and gay;
My lips kept silent guard
On all I could not say.

I heard, and down the street
The lonely trees in the square
Stood in the winter wind
Patient and bare.

I heard . . . oh voiceless trees
Under the wind, I knew
The eager terrible spring
Hidden in you.

A smile cost nothing, but gives much

A smile cost nothing, but gives much.

It enriches those who receive,
without making poorer those who give.
It takes but a moment,
but the memory of it sometimes lasts forever.

None is so rich or mighty that he can get along without it, and none is so poor but that he can be made rich by it.

A smile creates happiness in the home,
fosters good will in business,
and is the countersign of friendship.
It brings rest to the weary,
cheer to the discouraged,
sunshine to the sad,
and is nature's best antidote for trouble.

Yet it cannot be bought, begged, borrowed, or stolen,
for it is something that is of no value to anyone
until it is given away.

Some people are too tired to give you a smile.
Give them one of yours,
as none needs a smile so much as he who has no more to give.

Lonely Heart

Lonely Heart

If I had a heart I'm sure it would say
How lonely its been since you went away,
With no one to snuggle and no one to hold.
I guess I'll adjust, or so I've been told.

It's hard to sit back as the line seems to grow
And watch all the flirting, when deep down I know
There's nobody there who can know your heart
Or feel your thoughts even though apart.

To know your thoughts with just one word
Without the others being heard.
To feel your heart and share what you love
Like some magic secret from up above.

The music flows and so do the smiles
From you to them across the miles.
Even our songs that were special there
Are followed by smiles for all to share.

I guess it's me... I just don't understand
You told me you loved me and held my hand.
How can I trust anything you say,
When I'm yesterdays news the very next day.

If I had a heart it would beat in place
Instead of having this empty space.
And yours would beat along with mine,
And I'd be yours til the end of time.

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