Great Janjua

A short poem by me.

Why is it oh lord that the most retarded of all self-proclaimed defence experts are found on Twitter, for thy bird sin-th not.

Why suffer from memories that haunt you at night, let go friend time is not in favour of our fate.

Teri yaad purani edhan tazi kiti mitran ne, tere pind de taikhe te khar ke kal peeti mitran ne.

On repeat whilst somewhere in between islo and gujjar Khan.

Baba Zafar, Few words from his book.

In Saraiki dialect

Hetan beh na qismat naal aya hain, oh nit kadan kio avan hond-en. Jehre hovan zafar ka-todiyan tay ohna de kadan koi javan hond-en. Thay idher rovan virsa hain ujhar gian da, audher kushiyan gavan hond-en. Menu odh-en bahaar de din disd-en jadan mil po sawan hond-en.

A canvas can only be garnished once, and mine has been smudged.

I Am here to only pass days written in my fate, Looking for heaven and hell is not my destiny.

I find peace in sorrow and sorrow in peace. For you have made me this way.

I walk this earth alone not knowing at times the tears have dried away.

For whom should I blame the sorrows you have bestowed upon me.

Suratain Kitni Hi Haseen Kyun Na Hon Naseebon Ki Mohtaj Huwa Karti Hain

Aadatein Dal Ke Apni Tawaja Ki Yakdam Jo Badalte Hain Sitam Karte Hain

Sohne di itt Mahiya Rabb tenu kalem ditti ena dukh na likh mahiya

Mera Humraaz Hai Har Rang Ka Mausam Lekin.Sham-e-Afsurdah Mujhe Sab Sey Juda Janti Hain.

A fellow Janjua?

Yaaran tu khabra aeya ne sanu milyaan aj vadhayiyaan ne,Kuj ghairan ne khat paye ne, Sunya eh saday vichran de tu KHUFIYAN Jashan maniye ne