I wish I could write you a song,
So you’ll fall in love with me
I wish I was Orpheus or Pyramus or mirza
I wish I was Mahiwal and you were my Sohni
I hear these stories and you’re the one I think of,
I’m not supposed to, I know, but I’ve got no control.
I want to write down your name,
On a blank piece of paper,
And recite it all day, all night and again.
Like an echo in a cave,
I chant incessantly,
To me it is all the same
Heaven, God, Death and your name.
I wouldn’t turn my head,
I’d trust that you’re with me,
I wouldn’t stop and rest
Until we’d outran the peril
I would build you a boat,
You wouldn’t need a pitcher
I’d slay a lioness, or 108 suitors,
Who threatens you, my rage shall consume.
I wish to fight a war for a cause
Win or lose come home to you
What more do you want?
You’ve got an atheist wishing for you
To a God he doesn’t believe in
For a thing that he can’t get.
Ik cheez qayamat bhi hai
Logon se suna karte the
Tumhe dekh ke maine maana
Vo theek kaha karte the.
nahīñ visāl mayassar to aarzū hī sahī
When Faiz Ahmed Faiz wrote janta hai ki wo na aayenge phir bhi masroof e intezar hai dil
When Jaun Elia said khatam hone ko hai Safar shayad phir milenge kabhi magar shayad.
When Tehzeeb Hafi said usi jagah par Jahan kayo raste milenge palat ke aaye toh sab se pehle tujhe milenge
And When Ahmed Faraz wrote jo bichhde hain wo kab mile hain phir bhi tu intezar kar shayad
My heart kept waiting for someone who is not coming back.
Eurydice: Synonyms are weird because if you invite someone to your cottage in the forest, that sounds nice and cozy, but if I invite you to my cabin in the woods, you're going to die.
Hermes: My favourite is "butt dial" versus "booty call."
Persephone: Also, "forgive me father, for I have sinned,"
Persephone, winking at Hades: versus "sorry daddy, I've been naughty."
Orpheus: Great news, everybody! Language is now cancelled.
Maine dekha tha un dino mien usse
Jab wo khiltay gulab jesa tha
Uski palkon se neend chanti thi
Us ka lehja sharab jesa tha
Us ki zulfoon se bheegti thi ghata
Us ka rukh mahtab jesa tha
Log parhtay thay khal o khad us ke
Wo adab ki kitab jesa tha
-Mohsin Naqvi
Should I post the full poem?
G-guys, I know this is a terrible sketch, but update:
That's exactly what happened. The worst fears were realised.
...cheers.
"I am afraid of a lot of things, but mostly, most sincerely I am afraid of being completely unravelled by you and you finding nothing you want in here"
-L. M. Dorsey, She is made of chalk.
Ummmm g-guys... anyone wanna listen to talk to me about how much I miss her and am scared about the fact that I'll never get to see her again?
...anyone wanna talk about it?
I mean... this seemed like a good enough platform to ask
-What are you?-To define is to limit. They call me voltage. Because I've got a lot of potential, but I'm mostly negative.
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