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Urdu and English poems by me. Ali Hamid Khan. 08.07.2019
اے میرے دوست پھر ملین گے ھم تم اور وہ
ہو گی گفتگو ان گزرے ہوئے دنون کی
واہ کیا دور تھا کیا سما تھا وہ
جا نے کہان گئے وہ بیتے ہوئے دن
وہ لوگ اور شام کی مُُحفل
اے میرے دوست ہو نہ ہو تم میرے پاس
خیالون مین ہو تم میرے ساتھ
Time has flown like the bird
From the tree branches to the sky
It Soared high into the sky
Never again to be seen
Just flitting memories
Of friends and time
How I miss those wise men
In simple attire with the newspaper in the hand walking nonchalantly
Puffing a cigarette
When they came together a lively debate would ensue
Of politics and sports and hunting big games
There was a sense of belonging and camaraderie
How I long for those days ruefully
Reminiscing the tranquility and serenity that enveloped us
Butterflies and fireflies are things of the past that belong to the realm of the fairytales
Sigh is released and eyes become moist for it will never again be a reality
ہو گی گفتگو ان گزرے ہوئے دنون کی
واہ کیا دور تھا کیا سما تھا وہ
جا نے کہان گئے وہ بیتے ہوئے دن
وہ لوگ اور شام کی مُُحفل
اے میرے دوست ہو نہ ہو تم میرے پاس
خیالون مین ہو تم میرے ساتھ
Time has flown like the bird
From the tree branches to the sky
It Soared high into the sky
Never again to be seen
Just flitting memories
Of friends and time
How I miss those wise men
In simple attire with the newspaper in the hand walking nonchalantly
Puffing a cigarette
When they came together a lively debate would ensue
Of politics and sports and hunting big games
There was a sense of belonging and camaraderie
How I long for those days ruefully
Reminiscing the tranquility and serenity that enveloped us
Butterflies and fireflies are things of the past that belong to the realm of the fairytales
Sigh is released and eyes become moist for it will never again be a reality