Mind of Muawiz

Wo karta tha hamary sang bohot umeed ki baatyn Kabhi sarsabz patton man chupy us noor ki baatyn Kabhi sooraj ki kirnon ki tarha dilkash haseen baatyn Kabhi us chaandni ronak samety hoor ki baatyn Wo kehta tha bohot saary han log is gol dunya man Na samjho sub ko ek jesa han sub anmol dunya man Bohot hansta tha, kehta tha hamysha muskuraa kar k Hun acha man bhala rakhun q khud ko man bacha kar k Tha samjhaya nahi milti ha jannat dunya daari sy Pujari nafs k han sub garaz sub ko savari sy Tmhara dil bohot ha saaf par tm ko bataty han Darindy han yahan dil ko sambhalo kaat khaty han Nahi darty wo tm ko dukh man rota dekhny sy bhi Haseen muskaan ki maiyat ko uthta dekhny sy bhi Zulam ki had kahin aa kar khatam hoti nahi sahab K jitna dil man socha ha wo bus aaghaaz ha sahab Wo sunta tha magar kehta tha wo phir muskurahat sy Bhala kis ko khushi ho gi kisi k haar jaany sy Thy guzry bars kai saary mila us ko man phir ek din Tha sanjeeda bohot karta tha baatyn muskurahat bin Jo pucha haal-e-di...

The depth of the heart can never be seen As this unprecedented abstract is unique It drowns everything that comes close to it For its depth is deeper than can ever be seen It contains all the pleasure of the world and more All the joy, all the fun, all the sea and shore Yet it never seems to be full ever There's always room for some more of each Yet it has a box that is dark and hot That can burn the surface of the one abode It gets bigger with time and the things we face And has toxic power to disturb the peace What has been hidden in the dark box Never seen before, is unorthodox We ourselves fear its hidden power Like oxen destroying everything they reach When I opened the box, I saw something wild Whose enchantment cannot be called as mild It had power to suck my entire life Like dirty blood is being sucked by leech It had not be seen for the first time It was bitterness and some past crime I had no clue that they lingered on Like a rotten body getting dragged by feet It fed off...