Poetries by shanzeh iqbal
Believe in Him Believe in Him
Its good to be unconcerned
Indifferent and unmindful of
All stupid things around you
It is essential to sustain
And maintain our peace of mind
When the hurt is caused by someone
Very close and too in an unjustified way
Its good to act as not listening
For if we pay attention and feel
And we do feel being a human
Then staying normal is very difficult,
So in order to remain well adjusted
Try to inculcate tolerance and learn
The art of bearing, be patient
If you are wronged undeserved
Allah would reward you for this
Never lose hope, never be desperate
Allah is watching all and believe in Him
This belief would make you fight
With an unthinkable spirit all odds
This belief would make you strong
Believe in Him and have faith in Him shanzeh iqbal
Its good to be unconcerned
Indifferent and unmindful of
All stupid things around you
It is essential to sustain
And maintain our peace of mind
When the hurt is caused by someone
Very close and too in an unjustified way
Its good to act as not listening
For if we pay attention and feel
And we do feel being a human
Then staying normal is very difficult,
So in order to remain well adjusted
Try to inculcate tolerance and learn
The art of bearing, be patient
If you are wronged undeserved
Allah would reward you for this
Never lose hope, never be desperate
Allah is watching all and believe in Him
This belief would make you fight
With an unthinkable spirit all odds
This belief would make you strong
Believe in Him and have faith in Him shanzeh iqbal
Wo Kahain Or Ham Sunain Wo Kahain Or Ham Sunain
Dastan E Ishq Jab Be Parhain
Is Ki Khushfehmian Hamain
Kisi Or He Simt Lay Chalain
Or Ham Ya Chahain
K Is Ki Dil Awaziaan
Kisi Tor Na Thamain
Wo Jab Be Kalam Karain
Dil Say Aik He Sada Aay
Bas Wo Kahain Or Ham Sunain
Un Ki Khush Kalamion Say
Konplain Asee Phootain
Dil O Jaan Ko Muattar Karnay K
Samaan Baham Pohnchain
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Dastan E Ishq Jab Be Parhain
Is Ki Khushfehmian Hamain
Kisi Or He Simt Lay Chalain
Or Ham Ya Chahain
K Is Ki Dil Awaziaan
Kisi Tor Na Thamain
Wo Jab Be Kalam Karain
Dil Say Aik He Sada Aay
Bas Wo Kahain Or Ham Sunain
Un Ki Khush Kalamion Say
Konplain Asee Phootain
Dil O Jaan Ko Muattar Karnay K
Samaan Baham Pohnchain
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Mazda e jaan fiza Dushman E Jaan Ko Ya Paigham Do
Door Hain Wadian Jahan Sitaray Jagmagatay Hain
Jahan Roshnion Ka Basera Hay
Jahan Phoolon Ka, Khushboon Ka Dera Hay
Jahan Hawain Gungunatee Hain
Tar Dil K Cher Jateen Hain
Ik Muzda E Jaan Fiza Mareez E Jaan Balab K Liay
Us Ki Awaz Ka Sahar Kaafi Hay Roz O Shab K Liay
Banaay Wo Inhain Haseen Say Haseen Tar
Ab Na He Darpesh Chahain Koi Nia Safar shanzeh iqbal
Door Hain Wadian Jahan Sitaray Jagmagatay Hain
Jahan Roshnion Ka Basera Hay
Jahan Phoolon Ka, Khushboon Ka Dera Hay
Jahan Hawain Gungunatee Hain
Tar Dil K Cher Jateen Hain
Ik Muzda E Jaan Fiza Mareez E Jaan Balab K Liay
Us Ki Awaz Ka Sahar Kaafi Hay Roz O Shab K Liay
Banaay Wo Inhain Haseen Say Haseen Tar
Ab Na He Darpesh Chahain Koi Nia Safar shanzeh iqbal
Our dear Quaid A solemn confession
I feel your presence around.
I hear you in every sound.
You are alive.
You are very much alive,
In our memories.
In our hearts.
But sadly for some,
You are alive just in parts.
These were few earlier,
Now they are many,
And they are the ones,
Who employ all the ways uncanny?
There is so much to owe.
But nothing concrete to show.
We miss you so much.
Our dear Quaid.
Please forgive us.
Our nation is lost.
We seem buried in frost.
Frost of forgetfulness.
Slumber and idleness.
We wish to follow,
But our inners are hollow.
We wish to live with honesty,
Consistency and integrity.
We wish to be upright.
But are lacking in foresight.
Alas we are wayward.
We are a lost animal herd.
We have forgotten.
Our intentions are rotten.
Wrapped in the oblivion,
All the struggles.
All the sacrifices.
Our ancestors rendered for us.
Dear Quaid we are sorry.
Very sorry indeed.
We are eaten by greed.
Please forgive us. shanzeh iqbal
I feel your presence around.
I hear you in every sound.
You are alive.
You are very much alive,
In our memories.
In our hearts.
But sadly for some,
You are alive just in parts.
These were few earlier,
Now they are many,
And they are the ones,
Who employ all the ways uncanny?
There is so much to owe.
But nothing concrete to show.
We miss you so much.
Our dear Quaid.
Please forgive us.
Our nation is lost.
We seem buried in frost.
Frost of forgetfulness.
Slumber and idleness.
We wish to follow,
But our inners are hollow.
We wish to live with honesty,
Consistency and integrity.
We wish to be upright.
But are lacking in foresight.
Alas we are wayward.
We are a lost animal herd.
We have forgotten.
Our intentions are rotten.
Wrapped in the oblivion,
All the struggles.
All the sacrifices.
Our ancestors rendered for us.
Dear Quaid we are sorry.
Very sorry indeed.
We are eaten by greed.
Please forgive us. shanzeh iqbal
Humdrum of daily routine Humdrum of daily routine.
Making us all a machine.
Letting us to leave no space.
To sit for a while and relax.
No time for even beautifying our selves.
Busy in pursuit of wealth, no selflessness.
We all seem to have just one aim in sight.
Taking money to guarantee a future bright.
I often wonder and recall those wise things.
Teachers taught long ago and link the strings.
To the present state of mad chase for wealth.
How so cruelly we neglect our precious health.
Forgetting all the rules of morality.
Forgetting even the law of mortality.
Why we forget we have to die one day?
After we depart only our goodness is to sway.
Our noble deeds, our righteousness would live.
The real pleasure lies only if we learn to give.
What we deem good for us, giving to others.
Loyalty, honesty thereby breaking all fetters.
Break those manacles which bind you all.
Which make you deviate and causes you to fall.
To the level of that of a baser creature.
Learn to live life of a human signature. shanzeh iqbal
Making us all a machine.
Letting us to leave no space.
To sit for a while and relax.
No time for even beautifying our selves.
Busy in pursuit of wealth, no selflessness.
We all seem to have just one aim in sight.
Taking money to guarantee a future bright.
I often wonder and recall those wise things.
Teachers taught long ago and link the strings.
To the present state of mad chase for wealth.
How so cruelly we neglect our precious health.
Forgetting all the rules of morality.
Forgetting even the law of mortality.
Why we forget we have to die one day?
After we depart only our goodness is to sway.
Our noble deeds, our righteousness would live.
The real pleasure lies only if we learn to give.
What we deem good for us, giving to others.
Loyalty, honesty thereby breaking all fetters.
Break those manacles which bind you all.
Which make you deviate and causes you to fall.
To the level of that of a baser creature.
Learn to live life of a human signature. shanzeh iqbal
Jis K Anay Saya Jis K Anay Say
Wo Jis K Anay Say Hazar Jugnoo
Roshan Hon Us K Rukhsaar Pe
Anay Ko To Kiaa Baat Kijyay
Hashar Samanian Us Ki Soch He Bapa Kiay Jaay
Fitna Pardazian Anjum Araiaan
Sab Usi K Dam Say
Huay Kuch Ham Yun Makaan Say La Makaaan
Phirain Dar Badar
Us Ki Khabar
Kaheen Bee Naheen
Us Ka Pata Kisi Ko Naheen
Ik Jageer Jo Ataa Ki Us Ne Mughay
Yad KiIs Yaad Main Jo Kaif Hay
Jo Saroor Hay Mil Jay WO
To Shaid Phir Na Ho
Magar Ik Raaz Hay
Kuch Chupa Hua
Kuch Khula Hua
Us Ki Yaad Hay Is Qadar Makhmoor Kun
Or Agar Samanay Aaa Jaay Wo
Khud Say Main Bekhabar
Mabhoot Or Begaana E Hosho Khirad
Hon Gee Kia Kia Qiamtain
Karoon Kasay Main Ya Wazahatain shanzeh iqbal
Wo Jis K Anay Say Hazar Jugnoo
Roshan Hon Us K Rukhsaar Pe
Anay Ko To Kiaa Baat Kijyay
Hashar Samanian Us Ki Soch He Bapa Kiay Jaay
Fitna Pardazian Anjum Araiaan
Sab Usi K Dam Say
Huay Kuch Ham Yun Makaan Say La Makaaan
Phirain Dar Badar
Us Ki Khabar
Kaheen Bee Naheen
Us Ka Pata Kisi Ko Naheen
Ik Jageer Jo Ataa Ki Us Ne Mughay
Yad KiIs Yaad Main Jo Kaif Hay
Jo Saroor Hay Mil Jay WO
To Shaid Phir Na Ho
Magar Ik Raaz Hay
Kuch Chupa Hua
Kuch Khula Hua
Us Ki Yaad Hay Is Qadar Makhmoor Kun
Or Agar Samanay Aaa Jaay Wo
Khud Say Main Bekhabar
Mabhoot Or Begaana E Hosho Khirad
Hon Gee Kia Kia Qiamtain
Karoon Kasay Main Ya Wazahatain shanzeh iqbal
Flight of imagination Flight of Imagination
Imagination is a precious gift
A burly source to lift and then shift
It makes me land in the world
Where there is no torture
It takes us to that land
Shacking off all whats bland
Which is yet untrespassed, unexplored
Only imagination will make it in our afford
Where there are no animosities
No persecutions, no ignominies
No slackness, no torpor
No injustice, no torture
Where there is no brutality
Where there is just fraternity
Devoid of any atrocity
No concept of fiefdom and slavery
It allows us to revel
And with wings we travel
It will let us stay there as long as we want
But listen once reaching there never play truant
This world is too small for adventures
Please put away all biased debentures
All those grotesque indentures
Meant to give a free hand to tormentors
And in imagination i see people
Cooperating and affectionate
Caring, cautious and considerate
Forgetting their petty differences
Putting aside all grievances
Imagination takes me to the Burman Muslims
Muslims, dead, bruised swathed with muslins
Now happy, united and dedicated to Islam
Gone are the rulers fickle and sham
My heart feels so buoyant
So pleased and i feel so light
Thank God, their wailings and screams are dissipated
Fissiparous proclivities all no more anticipated
Tell me please is it possible only in imagination?
Who would ignite the flame of self-determination?
Will you become the torch bearer?
Full of hope and candour?
Or you, or you, any one of you?
I hope soon you would get a clue
And there would be a horizon anew
All that’s required stick to Islamic hue
You will be the victors, though a few
shanzeh iqbal
Imagination is a precious gift
A burly source to lift and then shift
It makes me land in the world
Where there is no torture
It takes us to that land
Shacking off all whats bland
Which is yet untrespassed, unexplored
Only imagination will make it in our afford
Where there are no animosities
No persecutions, no ignominies
No slackness, no torpor
No injustice, no torture
Where there is no brutality
Where there is just fraternity
Devoid of any atrocity
No concept of fiefdom and slavery
It allows us to revel
And with wings we travel
It will let us stay there as long as we want
But listen once reaching there never play truant
This world is too small for adventures
Please put away all biased debentures
All those grotesque indentures
Meant to give a free hand to tormentors
And in imagination i see people
Cooperating and affectionate
Caring, cautious and considerate
Forgetting their petty differences
Putting aside all grievances
Imagination takes me to the Burman Muslims
Muslims, dead, bruised swathed with muslins
Now happy, united and dedicated to Islam
Gone are the rulers fickle and sham
My heart feels so buoyant
So pleased and i feel so light
Thank God, their wailings and screams are dissipated
Fissiparous proclivities all no more anticipated
Tell me please is it possible only in imagination?
Who would ignite the flame of self-determination?
Will you become the torch bearer?
Full of hope and candour?
Or you, or you, any one of you?
I hope soon you would get a clue
And there would be a horizon anew
All that’s required stick to Islamic hue
You will be the victors, though a few
shanzeh iqbal
Agar wo na sunay Agar Wo Na Sunay
Agar Wo Na Sunay
To Na Sunay
Us Ko Kaho
Kuch Dekh Lay
Kuch Chor Day
Is Char Din K Melay Main
Is Zindagee K Jhamailay Main
Kuch Ansunee See Ahitain
Muntazir Hain Raah Taktee Hueen
In Sadaon Ki Bazgasht Mehaz
Goonj He Na Ban Kar Rahay
Is Awaz K Soz Main Jeena Seekho
Is Lamakan K Talism Ko Jano,Samgho
Ganwa Na Dena Ya Waqt
Ya Sahiree, Is Lamhay Ki
Isay Jawidaan Kar Do
Apnee Zofishanee Say Zarray Ko Tabaan Kar Do
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Agar Wo Na Sunay
To Na Sunay
Us Ko Kaho
Kuch Dekh Lay
Kuch Chor Day
Is Char Din K Melay Main
Is Zindagee K Jhamailay Main
Kuch Ansunee See Ahitain
Muntazir Hain Raah Taktee Hueen
In Sadaon Ki Bazgasht Mehaz
Goonj He Na Ban Kar Rahay
Is Awaz K Soz Main Jeena Seekho
Is Lamakan K Talism Ko Jano,Samgho
Ganwa Na Dena Ya Waqt
Ya Sahiree, Is Lamhay Ki
Isay Jawidaan Kar Do
Apnee Zofishanee Say Zarray Ko Tabaan Kar Do
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Gar Zehmat Na Ho Aap Ko Gar Zehmat Na Ho Aap Ko
Zahmat Na Ho Agar Aap Ko
Hamaree Taraf Ik Nazar Karam
Gar Ho Sakay Farmayay
Jab Koi Chor Day Aap Ko Tanha
Jab Hat Jay Har Ik Saya
Jab Aay Yaad Wadae Fardaa
Zindagee Ki Pur Pech Rahon Main
In Baharon Main In Khizaon Main
Ham Rahain Gay Muntazir
Yunhee Tamam Umar Bhar
Bejhijhak, Bekhof O Khatar
Khol Lijayay Ga Hamara Dar
Payn Gy Aap Wohee Fiza
Wohee Mosam, Wohee Ada shanzeh iqbal
Zahmat Na Ho Agar Aap Ko
Hamaree Taraf Ik Nazar Karam
Gar Ho Sakay Farmayay
Jab Koi Chor Day Aap Ko Tanha
Jab Hat Jay Har Ik Saya
Jab Aay Yaad Wadae Fardaa
Zindagee Ki Pur Pech Rahon Main
In Baharon Main In Khizaon Main
Ham Rahain Gay Muntazir
Yunhee Tamam Umar Bhar
Bejhijhak, Bekhof O Khatar
Khol Lijayay Ga Hamara Dar
Payn Gy Aap Wohee Fiza
Wohee Mosam, Wohee Ada shanzeh iqbal
Those beautiful eyes Those beautiful eyes
Those eyes were beautiful and adorable.
The long impact they had on mind.
The desire to see them long ignited.
The beauty cast a spell and entranced.
They were speaking and talking.
And a beautiful communion they held.
The wish to write poems on them.
Make them the title of some magnum opus.
The enticing eyes, the magical eyes.
Transporting me in another realm.
Making me forget the worries of life.
Bringing a beautiful smile on my lips.
Engaging me despite my busy routine.
Forcing me plunge in the ocean of bewilderment.
Making me waver between reality and dream.
The surprising fact remains.
Those were not extraordinary in real sense.
But they became ravishing due to the nature.
The beauty of character and the nobility of mind.
shanzeh iqbal
Those eyes were beautiful and adorable.
The long impact they had on mind.
The desire to see them long ignited.
The beauty cast a spell and entranced.
They were speaking and talking.
And a beautiful communion they held.
The wish to write poems on them.
Make them the title of some magnum opus.
The enticing eyes, the magical eyes.
Transporting me in another realm.
Making me forget the worries of life.
Bringing a beautiful smile on my lips.
Engaging me despite my busy routine.
Forcing me plunge in the ocean of bewilderment.
Making me waver between reality and dream.
The surprising fact remains.
Those were not extraordinary in real sense.
But they became ravishing due to the nature.
The beauty of character and the nobility of mind.
shanzeh iqbal
