فقط پھولوں کے بکھرنے تک ہے تماشہ انکا

فقط پھولوں کے بکھرنے تک ہے تماشہ انکا

میں تتلیوں کی محبت کو خوب جانتا ہوں

خود اپنے لیے بیٹھ کے سوچیں گے کسی دن

خود اپنے لیے بیٹھ کے سوچیں گے کسی دن

یوں کہ تجھے بھول کے دیکھیں گے کسی دن

بھٹکے ہوئے پھرتے ہیں کئی لفظ جو دل میں

دنیا نے دیا وقت تو لکھیں گے کسی دن

ہل جائیں گے اک بار تو عرش کے در و بام

یہ خاک نشین لوگ جو بولیں گے کسی دن

آپس کی کسی بات کا ملتا ہی نہیں وقت

ہر بار یہ کہتے ہیں "بتائیں گے کسی دن"

اے جان! تیری یاد کے بے نام پرندے

شاخوں پہ میرے درد کی اتریں گے کسی دن

جاتی ہے کسی جھیل کی گہرائی کہاں تک

آنکھوں میں تیری ڈوب کے دیکھیں گے کسی دن

خوشبو سے بھری شام میں جگنو کے قلم سے

اک نظم تیرے واسطے لکھیں گے کسی دن

امجد ہے یہی اب کہ کفن باندھ کہ سر پر

اس شہرِ ستم گر میں جائیں گے کسی دن

(امجد اسلام امجد)​

🧸What does positivity means?

🧸What does positivity means?

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🧸Losing all your negative thoughts? Or losing your complete mind set because what we think is not in our control.

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🧸We humans, think and think alot despite of the fact that we are on the verge of selfishness.

We are in the race of getting better and better losing what is already better than anything else. We fight with ourselves because we are in such a hurry we want things to just happen right now despite not thinking that things take time, goals take time, dreams take time infact everything take time. But do we think this? No. Because we feel this as a postive thought in our negative minds.

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🧸We feel this as a reason not to fight with ourselves, not to hurt ourselves or people. Postive vibes comes within yourself, it comes with peace of mind and you are your only peace.

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🧸Nobody can fix you and repeat after me

" You are not responsible for fixing other people"

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🧸Give yourself a break, give yourself some time. Think what you are fighting for? A person? Who didnt asked you to do this. A dream?

Which if it is meant to be it will happen. A friend? Who left you as a option or what else more you are destroying yourself for?

Go easy. Breathe. This is life.

Dont take it too fast, to ending up that things don’t go too well. Enjoy because YOLO⭐

ITS OKAY.

ITS OKAY.

Its okay to feel loneliness when no one is there to listen. Its okay to shout your heart out when everyone feels concerned. Its okay to push everything in. Its okay to let that anger out. Its okay if people can never understand your deepest truths. Its okay if you even tried telling them. Its okay of they help you heal. Its okay if they make it worse. Its okay if you were wise , Its okay if you weren't. Its okay to hate yourself for everything. Its okay to be naive and hate others for everything. It okay to isolate yourself. Its okay to put yourself out there. Its okay to be judged. It okay to be accepted. Its okay to you never got what you wished for. Its okay to dream big in the face of it all. Its okay to fall down. Its okay to get back up.

Its okay to be a human.

Last night i was wandering in the market,

Last night i was wandering in the market,

There I met a little boy

He was cute and very soft spoken

He was looking at the chips i had in my hand..

Although i was quite hungry, but i just gave away that packet to him..

He smiled and went away..

I dont know why i felt such pleasure, such unexplainable inner satisfaction... I just can explain in words..

Then i realized something..

Allah has bestowed us with countless blessing..

Just a few coins may be nothing for us, but they could bring that smile on someones face, that priceless smile..

Who knows what takes you closer to your Creator, Allah Almighty..

Spread smiles among his men and Allah will bring smiles to your face ...

You wont be complaining about peace of mind in your life ever . .. ... <3

I want to be your butterfly

I want to be your butterfly

You be my rose,

From dawn to dusk I'll fly around you,

And shower on you many rounds of applause.

I'll bring you the joys of sunrise,

The radiance of sunshine,

I'll neatly wrap you within my colors,

Kiss you a hundred times.

We'll sway together in the tender breeze

And unfurl the mystery of this universe,

We'll gaze upon the mountains with rapture,

Let the valley swell in nature's abundance.

I want to be your butterfly,

And you be my rose,

We'll talk all day long,

I'll hold you close.

Your tears are mine,

I'll wipe it off with my smile,

Allow me to breathe you as much as I can in my heart,

When I'm gone you keep me in your remembrance.

You call me a WRITER because you think

You call me a WRITER because you think I have the perfect and most suitable words to describe a situation but have you ever given a thought to what it needs to become one?

Let me tell you. Writing is something that, at one end causes you pain, depression and sometimes heartbreak and on the other it is the reason of your peace of mind and comfort. Yes, it truly is. What I bring you, is not a result of some magic pen through which all the appropriate and easily understandable words jiggle out. It pains when I cross out pages over pages of my note pad when I don't produce a satisfactory situation. It pains when I keep thinking of the perfect adjectives to describe my character or the situation for hours and still end up in nothing. It pains when I keep crushing pages, one after the other unable to pen down my feelings.

Indeed, it is a cause of depression when I am overflowing with the words I do not have. It makes me sick when my mind has overabundance of ideas and issues but still I am unable to produce a word of it. It causes abjectness when I keep staring at my note book, chewing the end of my pen and lack to express my thoughts. It is a cause of despair when I am unable to come up with something new for my readers.

Doubtlessly it causes a heartbreak when I put myself at the place of every character of my story to express what things feel like to them, to accurately give life to my characters, to make my readers feel the situation, to describe all that pain or happiness into a few words. Sometimes it is just impossible to depict the true emotions but I still go on unless I am satisfied what I came up with.

No doubt of it, that it is the reason of my comfort and peace of mind whenever I am able to bring you some stuff and the cause of my sleepless nights whenever I fail to.

The writer sees the world with a complete different view. He examines the events with a whole different perspective. He sees with the inner eye (not the ordinary one).

I write until my fingers are numb, my mind satisfied and my heart bleeds and trust me, it takes a whole lot of me to bring you something worthy. .. ...

Sometimes I want to be left alone.

Sometimes I want to be left alone.

Sometimes I want to be included.

Most of the time I want to be included with the option to be left alone....

I don't know who you are but yet I love who you were

I don't know who you are but yet I love who you were ...

I love to see the change in weather but don't want to see the change in behave...

I know how to walk alone with every storms , my mother told I walked straight in the 8th month of my birth...

I'm not challenging the phases even don't afraid from the false praises...

I know you don't like who I'm , but who I'm I like in me most....

I'll never say you damn care & ll never say time ll change the scene....

I'm there everywhere , where you breath with don't care....

Listen , my deaf , blind & dump soul ...

How I said listen just try to feel , my feeling less....

Promises, I didn't made but what I made always exist . .. ....

Silence is just an excuse but soul of mine noisy ... .. .

The truth is, no matter how hard you try

The truth is, no matter how hard you try, there are going to be days that leave you feeling absolutely rubbish. You will feel lost, worthless, sad, down, powerless and even tired of living. There will be times when all you want to do is hide from the world and run away from all the responsibilities, all the tasks you have yet to complete. Once in a while you will question why you were even born. Yes, days like these will happen, no matter how much you try to fill your life with positivity and good things. Life is not always going to be sunshine and pretty flowers, smiles and a heart full of love. And that is truly okay, for that is only human. You will be alright again. Until then, please be gentle with yourself. Stop being so damn hard on yourself and take all the time you need to mend your heart.