The Passion Entrapment (Daira-e-Mohabbat)

In an adolescence of union, aura for a period anew plays well…
In an entrapment of passion, beatings of heart-debut plays well…

With each meeting happens a new vow, for separation – a pledge,
In a wager of romance, offerings of a sweet fondue plays well…

“Did you comprehend gist of emerging whispers, oh pioneer?”
In all its posterity, silence leaves, a laughing dejavu plays well…

Even in depths of canyons, hunting a mirage of sun’s warmth…
For ages of remembrance, craving a point of view plays well…

For all the flames that arise to beguile from a star so distant,
Not loosing a shape or form, a diffusion of hue plays well…

In all its liveliness yet after passing of the centuries in passivity,
Due matters of whole life, ending with a thank-you plays well…

Closing in now, for love, are even the majestic skies of heaven,
Yet for real sense of bonding, only “tried and true” plays well…

– Dedicated to the passion and its dominating idols…

Urdu Version:

Daira-e-Mohabbat mei dil ho non-e-haal acha hai…
Wasl-e-Mohabbat tera kamsin sa pehla saal acha hai…

Har mulaqat mei qasmei, har judai par waaday…
Labon par qulb-rawani ka gohr-e-kamaal acha hai…

Jo poochna sirhanay “Sunni kiya dil ki dhadkhan?”
Be-sakhta unka hansna, kehkar “sawaal acha hai”…

Pasta-e-haal bhi rawaan hon jo ufaq ki umeedein,
Ae umr-e-tehsil teri har soch ka jamaal acha hai…

Teergi-e-shab mei uthtay hein musulsul sholay,
Behekti karwato se yaha hosh ka zawaal acha hai…

Laut aatay hein aisey jaisey sadiyo mei bahaar,
Seena-e-pewast per yun do pal ka malal acha hai…

Qurbat mei aagaya Sohani ab saatwaan aasmaan,
Ilahi Ishq-e-mizaaji ka tere tarz-e-jaal acha hai…

– Dedicated to the idols of love that we create and perish…

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Serenades of a dreamer…