Shadows of your thoughts…

Fall approaches and my walks on campus as well as the surroundings often take me through interesting paths. One such path was covered overhead with leaves that made it appear to be sunset near the evening when streetlights start lighting up. That thought triggered a poor ghazal which is presented below.

Fall weather

Fall leaves overhead

شفق پہ تری یاد کے ساے جب بھی آتے ہیں

درد ،  غم ،   آس  و  یاس   سبھی  آتے  ہیں

When the evenings brings your thoughts

My old friends

Sorrow, grief, hope and desire

Also show up

j

وقتِ فراق ہم نے پوچھا کہاں چلے؟

تو وہ ہنس کے بولے ابھی آتے ہیں

And I asked as we parted

Where are you going?

She smiled and said

I’ll just be a minute

j

کب  وہ  آتے  ہیں  مرے  بلاوے  پے؟

جنازہ اٹھتا ہے میرا  تو  تبھی آتے ہیں

She will not come

If I ask her to

Perhaps she only seeks to come

At my funeral

j

پردہِ  حقیقت  پے  تیرے  فسانے

نہیں آتے کبھی تو کبھی آتے ہیں

The thought I have about you

May not become

A reality

Or perhaps it might

j

یوں  رخ  پھیرا  انہوں  نے  ہم  سے

جیسے ویرانے میں لاش دبی آتے ہیں

And she turned away from me

As if

She had just buried

Someone in the desert

j

کس  طرح   بیان  ہو ان  کا حسنِ خیال؟

ایسے خیال تو من فضلِ ربی آتے ہیں

And how can I tell you

The beauty of her thoughts

It must be

A divine source that inspires her

j

یوں تو استاد نے کب کی توبہ کر لی

مزاج ہو تو میخانہ میں بھی آتے ہیں

Yes he has quit drinking

Its been ages since

However, if he is up to it

He will visit the tavern now and then

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