khwaab marte nahin

dreams never die
dreams are not like hearts, eyes or breath
which shatter into pieces and scatter
when the body dies
but dreams never die.

dreams are like light, songs and breezes
which the blackest of mountains can not block
nor burn out in hells of tyranny
they are banners that flutter in song and winds
they mount scaffolds with their heads held high.

dreams never die
dreams are words, dreams are light
like Socrates they drink cups of poison
and like mansoor thy mount the gallows with a smile. - Ahmed Faraz

LiNeS tHaT i CoUlDn'T ChAnGe !!!

people go far
away from you
you start wondering
what went go wrong
and the past becomes
a pleasant song.

longing to go back
to go back where it all started
when you could get my unspoken words
those times, those images
are now getting blurred.

am still there
where you had left me
shaken and broken by your abyss
the deep carved memories
of you
just refuse to make way for bliss.