Indian Periodical

इक   ज़माना   हुआ  है  दिल    टूटे पर खलिश है कि अब तलक न गयी जब  ज़हर  ही  इलाज  हो  ग़म  का चारागर तू  सही या कोई  और  सही इस  क़दर  टूट  कर  चाहा  तुझको दिल  में  कोई  और आरज़ू  न रही सरे  आलम  को  छोड़  आये   […]

He landed on the soil of America A cheering crowd he beheld A man of vision they perceived A legend they cheered and hailed. No leader before him was greeted The stale, moldy frame disappears To melt the salty taste of yester years Now drowned in the aching ages A […]

The Nation’s Hero He rose from humble origin To become a rising star Studded with glorious achievements The race he won galore. His far sight reaches a zenith No one can deter his vision The long lost nation Looted and plundered Struggles to restore its balance His aim  to restore […]

Keen was he to see the map of my country and I handed him a peepul leaf. He looked astounded. I asked, ‘Does it not look like the heart?’ He wanted to know the boundaries of my country and I pointed toward the flying birds far-off. When asked about my […]

है कोई शै, ख़ुशी  है नाम  उसका कौन है, किस जगह पे मिलती  है लोग  कहते  हैं  वो  कली  है जो मेरे  गुलशन  से  दूर  खिलती है तुम  न  आये  न  नींद  आती  है कोई आहट सी दिल को छलती है क्या  जुनूँ  है, मेरे  तसव्वुर  में तेरी  परछाईं  जैसे […]