Mera Qafas....My Beloved Prison.

Photo By Abro Khuda Bukhsh.

ہم قفس کی دیوار تکتے رہے 

سارے پہنچی جو آزاد پھرتے رہے 

مانیندے جگنو وہ سب چمکتے رہے 

ہم قفس کے ہی اندر جلتے رہے 

وہ دمک کر روشن اردتے رہے 

ہم اندر ہی اندر بجھتے رہے 

زندگی سارے شام ہی بوجھ گی 

اور بہت سے زخم پھر بھی کھلتے رہے 

سارے لوح وہ قلم سجاتے ہیں تصویری بتاں 

ہم منیندے عذر پتھر کے پیچھے رہے 

شام یی تو یہ رازے بٹ زر خلا 

سارے روشن سویرے کہیں کھو گئے 

تم کہیں جب سمندر کے بھر کھرے جب رہو 

دیکھ لینا وہ سفینے جو نظارے موجے سفر ہو گئے 

Hum qafas ki deewaar takte rahe 

Saare panchee jo azaad phirte rahe

Maninde jugnoo woh sab chamakte rahe

Hum qafas ke hi ander jalte rahe

Woh damak kar roshan urdte rahe

Hum ander hi ander bujhte rahe

Zindagi sare sham hi bujh gayee

Aur buhat se zakhm phir bhi khilte rahe

Saare loh o qalam sajaate hain tasweere butaan

Ham maninde Azar pathar ke peechey rahe

Sham aayee to yeh raaz e but zar khula

Saare roshan sawerey kaheen khogaye

Tum kaheen jab samander ke baher khare jab raho

Dekh lena woh safeenai jo nazare mauje safar ho gaye

Meher ab tu theher tera safar ab aakhir huwa

Tere jugnoo patenge se jalne lage.

Fire Fliies(jugnoo) in Thar by Rafiq Mangi.

Translation:
Ah, the walls of my prison
My entire landscape, my horizon


Everyone outside shines like fireflies free
But I burn inside my prison


While the fireflies shine bright and free
I  am but a smouldering fire.


Life's lamp was dimmed early in the evening
But these sores keep on hurting


All easels shine with bright new faces
I hide behind my own statues like Azar


As the evening dawned , this mystery was solved
That the bright mornings are lost forever


As you stand on some faraway shore
Look back at the ships that were lost to the journey


Meher, stay still your journey ends now
Your fireflies are burning like moths, alas.