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a quartain — February 11, 2010

a quartain

Fazaaye dil pe udaasi bikharti jaati hai
Fasurdagi hai ke jaan tak utarti jaati hai
Fareb-e-zeest se qudrat ka muddaa maaloom
Ye hosh hai ke jawaani guzarti jaati hai

Faiz Ahmed Faiz

The climate of heart gets smeared with gloom
Desolation climbs deep into my being
Illusion of life explains nature’s concerns
I’m conscious of youth passing by

My Translation

Life really does long for itself… — February 7, 2010

Life really does long for itself…


Life is changing your password

from freespirit to funspirit

it is being settled like sludge

of dying wishes

that shallows each passing day

Life can be exciting little kicks

from within your belly that fail to affirm you


life is being woken up one Sunday morning

by kisses of a child

and missing your own mother


life is what happens

when a finicky friend

lets you order at the restaurant

to make you feel better

Life arrives  at some unremarkable instant

and leaves you weeping

as you climb the stairs home.


Life is the art of wondering

without really caring…

Where is it that successful people reach

when they succeed?


Life is making a little ritual speech

addressed to yourself, every now and then

and going on.