Written by:-HAMZA NIAZ SAIF.KOTLI AJK PAKISTAN.send your comments at
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~*~*A BOY*~*~
IT IS THE POEM OF BROKEN DREAMS AND POVERTY.NOT READ IT WITH YOUR EYES.READ IT WITH YOUR HEART.
Poet:-IBN E INSHA
Translated by Muhammad Ahkam.
English version:
~*~*A BOY*~*~
I remember those days
when I was a little boy,
I went to a see the fair,
rocking and jumping with
joy,
Everything seemed so
eye-catching,
But I had no money,
Nothing I could buy,
I returned home with a
heavy heart,
Filled with hundreds of
unfulfilled desires,
I remember the day when
I was a little boy
Well, those days of my
deprivation have gone,
Today, with the same
pomp and show, The Fair
is on,
Today, I can bye, each and
every shop,
Today I can purchase the
entire world,
I have no apprehension at
all,
But, the lttle boy is no
more thereb
URDU VERSION:-
~*~*Aik Larka*~*~
Aik chota sa larka tha
main jin dinoo.n
Aik mailey main
pohancha humakta howa
Jee machalta tha aik aik
shaiy per magar
jaib khaali thi kutch moul
lay na saka
lout aaya leye hasratain
sainkaroo.n
Aik chota sa larka tha
main jin dinoo.n
Khair mehromiyoo.n k wo
din tu gai
Aaj maila laga hay usi
shaan sey
Aaj chahoo.n tu ik ik
dukaa.n moul loo.n
Aaj chahoo.n tu sara
jaha.n moul loo.n
Narasaai ka abb ji main
dharka kaha.n!
Per wo chota sa, alhar sa
larka kaha.n?
Written by:HAMZA NIAZ SAIF.
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