Din dhal jae


Yeh subah subah meri kamre ki khidki ke bahar ka nazara hai. Aksar ise dekh kar kuch shayari, kahani ya koi poem likhno ko jee chahta hai par afsosan yeh ho na saka. Ek reluctance sa hai kuch dino se.
Behraal ek gaana bhi yaad aata hai. Kahi door jab din dhal jaye.
Sharing the song’s YouTube version for you. Aur haan ek na ek din main zaroor is photo par koi kahani ya fhir koi poem zaroor likhunga aur umeed hai aap yaha padhne ke liye zaroor honge 🙂

Song: https://g.co/kgs/S8t9Ca

Waqt

Bahut ho chuka hai waqt
Yeh sochte hue ki aur
Log kya sochte honge mere baare mai

Dosto mere ab mujhe jeene do
Thoda sa mann se jeene do

Rehne do jaisa hun mai
Karne do jo lagta sahi hai mujhko

Bahut ho chuka hai waqt
Dosto mere ab mujhe jeene do


Kaafi arse se

I’ve always loved urdu/hindi poetry but never wrote much. This is where I wrote a certain thing and I’m sharing the same with you. Tell me if you share the same interest 🙂 

Loved by one

They made you believe
Believe that
Love was everything
You needed to survive

The love they talked about
Was the one
Where you were desired
Not by all
Not by yourself
But by just an individual

They thought
They had it all figured out
And you believed them
And then you loathed yourself

You went on to the journey
To find that one
But never learned
To love yourself Continue reading

Can’t teach

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I haven’t written for a long time. A little note I wrote which might make sense. The key word here is might. Anyway let me know. And I hope you all have been great, let me know.

Last pages

The last 50 pages
A hot summer night
And a thought of you.
-Jafar Rehman

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P.S. ‘You’ here can be food.

Into the night

In the silent night
She moves on her toes
Careful not to make
Any sound or
The wolves will know
And she would never
Be able to out run the wolves.

He looks for her
In the dead night
A howl in the distance
And that’s the only sound
Besides the crunching of snow
Under his feet.

She can’t yell or
She will pull too much
Of attention and
He can’t help but
Worry and look.
She now hopes that
The sun will rise soon
And her anguish will finish
Maybe he will find her

But the night is long
And it only got dark
It was time for the wolves
To hunt now
To hunt and haunt
Those who escaped their master.
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-Jafar Rehman

Tell me

Tell me
What happens when
You stick a knife
Into a man’s stomach
And he spurts blood
From his mouth
And then as life leaves him
He grabs your collar
And looks you in the eyes
With a pleading look
And questions you
Without a sound.

Do you for once
feel sad?
Were you at unease
When his soul
Questioned you
And you just stared
Into those dark pits
Which by the way
Had no tears
But only questions
And then you waited
For the light to go away
So that you could
Make a final call
And spurt the words
Job done
Would you ever think about
Those eyes
When they were
In their final moments?

-Jafar Rehman


So, I have started to write whatever I get, be it dark poetry or anything else. Tell me if you liked it.

Two People

Tell me
What happens
When the sun goes down
And moon shines
Bright in the sky
And a wolf howls
In the distance somewhere
And a gust of wind
Plays with your hair
And you feel a shiver

And you hear someone talking
In the distance
Could it be him?
Finally returning
After gathering some wood
So that you can fight this cold
And spend the night
Under the stars
And open the map
And plan for the next day
For a new adventure?

Through the lanes

He put his head down
A little tired
But its still early
And there is lot to do

But on closing his eyes
He travels to a time
And experiences
A memory from the past

The days when
He dreamt and believed
And laughed and lived

Suddenly he opens his eyes
And stare at the screen
And the memories
Once again fade away

-Jafar Rehman