Beyond the sun-kissed meadows of gold;

stand the snow-clad mountains so bold

They are lonesome indeed, I fully agree;

but ego is grand, they never bend the knee

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اب کے تجدید وفا کا نہیں امکاں جاناں

یاد کیا تجھ کو دلایئں تیرا پیماں جاناں

یونہی موسم کی ادا دیکھ کر یاد آیا ہے

کسقدر جلد بدل جاتے ہیں انساں جاناں

احمد فراز

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There is a strange solace to be found,

in ‘what goes around, comes around’

Karma is the only refuge for the weak,

their hands are bound, lips can’t speak

Dawn is just failed colors when love is dead;

stink of hope’s rotten corpse hangs in the air

Pregnant clouds whisper, bellies full of dread;

life is a battle of egos, neither justified nor fair

Well, I lived with a child of snow
When I was a soldier
And I fought every man for her
Until the nights grew colder

From ‘The Winter Lady’, a song by Leonard Cohen

نیّت  شوق   بھر   نا   جائے  کہیں

تو بھی دل سے اتر نا جائے  کہیں

ناصر کاظمی

Cursed are the ones who feed onto love;
yet love fails to light up
their miserable dark hearts
Their cruel pious eyes seek salvation from above;
while He tears down their soul
in bits and in parts

Neither all light comes from the God;

nor all darkness belongs to the Devil

Neither every sin is the morality flawed;

nor every high virtue denies the revel

What we gain and what we lose;

time teaches and leaves a bruise

The bruise aches with new wisdom;

it was a blessing, the lost kingdom

پھر کوئی آیا دل زار؟ نہیں کوئی نہیں

راہ رو ہوگا، کہیں اور چلا جائے گا

اپنے بےخواب کیواڑوں کو مقّفل کر لو

اب یہاں کوئی نہیں کوئی نہیں آئے گا

فیض احمد فیض