shayri (poetry)

Originally posted by: starsanjana

here are some couplets to start you off:

these are in english...they sound better in urdu but i am a bit busy right now but will update the urdu.

when God must have made you

a thought must have struck him

He thought what gift should i give you...

that's when he made me.

i am in love with you i won't deny

don't blame me for falling in love with you

if you were to see what i see in you

you'll be in love with you too!!

from teri meri kahani

Ajab apna hal hota jo visal-e-yar hota
kabhi jan sadqe hoti kabhi dil nisar hota

na maza hai dushmani main na hai lutf dosti main
koi gair gair hota koi yar yar hota

ye maza tha dillagi ka k barabar ag lagti
na tumhen qarar hota na hamain qarar hota

tere wade par sitamagar abhi aur sabr karte
agar apni zindagi ka hamain aitabar hota

English Translation

That would be a strange feeling, if my beloved had come to see me,
At one moment I would rendered my heart and at another my soul for her.

There is no charm in enmity, no pleasure in friendship,
Someone had to be an enemy like enemy; someone had to be a friend like friend.

It would be quite amazing in love if both were having in the same fire (passion) of love,
Nor you were at ease not I was at ease.

O my merciless beloved, I would wait a little longer on your words of promise,
If I had a guarantee of my life any more.

Tu Jahaan

where ever you are

tu jahaan main wahaan

i'll be there wherever you are

sang sang yu chalu tere

i'll walk together with you

jaise tera aasmaan

Originally posted by: starsanjana

Tu Jahaan

where ever you are

tu jahaan main wahaan

i'll be there wherever you are

sang sang yu chalu tere

i'll walk together with you

jaise tera aasmaan

just like your skies

Originally posted by: KoolKatz

yeh to Salaam Namaste ka song hai na...

Sakal bun (or Saghan bhun) phool rahi sarson,
Sakal bun phool rahi…..
Umbva phutay, tesu phulay, koyal bolay daar daar,
Aur gori karat singaar,
Malaniyan gadhwa lay aayin karson,
Sakal bun phool rahi…..
Tarah tarah kay phool lagaaye,
Lay gadhwa haathan mein aaye.
Nijamudin kay darwazay par,
Aawan keh gaye aashaq rung,
Aur beet gaye barson.
Sakal bun phool rahi sarson.

Translation-

The yellow mustard is blooming in every field,
Mango buds are clicking open, other flowers too;
The koyal chirps from branch to branch,
And the maiden tries her make-up,
The gardener-girls have brought bouquets.
Colourful flowers of all kinds,
In hands everyone's bringing;
But Aashiq-rung (the lover), who had promised to come
To Nizamuddin's house in spring,
Hasn't turned up – its been years.
The yellow mustard is blooming in every field.