#Punjabi Shayari

[komal01]

Mil jaye sab kuch zindagi mein, toh fariyaad kiski karoge;

Mulaqaat hone lage jo roz, toh yaad kisse karoge!

[krrishnaofficial]

🍁|| He: "Wapas aaogi is sheher?"

She: "Waada nahi kar sakti."

He: "Shayad hi kehdo?"

She: "Usme bhi to umeed hai na."

He: "Jhoothi umeed, sach se behtar lagti hai."

She: "Shayad, Aaungi."

He: "Aur agar aa gayi toh mujhse milogi?"

She: "Tum miloge mujhse?"

He: "Mujhe to milna hi hoga na, phir wahi puchne ke liye."

She: "Kya?"

He: "Wapas aaogi is sheher?" ||🍁

[zindagi-se-darte-ho]

What's god to a woman's love anyway

Ranjha became deewana (mad) in his love for Heer, even though he could not marry her. Heer was married off to another man, yet Ranjha kept loving, loving her a little more with each passing day. He trusted his love, he trusted her with his love. And what power did Heer's family hold —mere humans as they were— to separate lovers who loved with such sincerity? What's the rules of the world, compared to a woman's love? What's stronger— the hatred spewed by the world or the love of determined lovers? So they were to unite in holy matrimony, until Heer trusted her uncle enough, consuming food that had been poisoned. Upon the incident coming to his knowledge, Ranjha was quick to follow, eating from the same bowl as of Heer, falling dead by her side. So they were united, finally, in spite of the zehr-e-nafrat (poison of hatred) spewed by the jahaan (world).

kyon-kay aakhir aik toh hona hee tha, chahey duniya-jahaan ke iss taraf ho ya uss taraf.

highly inspired by maybecowboycore's original post.

[observercamus]

Sadiyaan di doorie bhi vekhi ae,

hun iss pal da pyaar bhi yaad rakhi.

[wannabewritersposts]

روگاں وچوں روگ انوکھا، جس دا نام غریبی

مشکل ویلے چھڈ جاندے نے، رشتے دار قریبی

Rogaan vicho rog anokha jis da naam 'Ghareebi'

Mushkil vele chadd jande ne, rishtedaar kareebi

―Muhammad Bakhsh

A grief superior to others is the grief of 'Poverty'

All the relatives leave you alone in difficult times

[strangerindunya403]

Mere zindagi'ch kyu tu aayi? Yaari kyu ni tu nibhayi? Kiti sade naal bewafayi Sanu de kuriyee jawaab? Dus de kedi galti Sanu deriy ae sazaaaa? Rovengi menu yaad karke

[zainjameel0]

Pov : No one is Coming as light in your Dark life

اِک مدت سے ہوں خشبو کے انتظار میں

جانے کیا ہے کہ کلی گلاب نہی ہو رہی

زین جمیل ✍️

[my-urdu-soul]

”میری عادت“ ــــــــــــــــــــــــــ

تھاہ لے کے ای واپس ﻣُﮍیا ــــــــــ جِدھر دا رُخ کِیتا مَیں

زہر سی یا اوہ امرت سی ، سب انت تے جا کے پیتا مَیں

مَینوں جیہڑی دُھن لگ جاندی ، فیر نہ اوس تُوں ہٹدا مَیں

راتاں وِچ وِی سَفر اے مَینوں ، دِن وِی ٹُردیاں کٹدا مَیں

کدے نہ رُک کے کنڈے کڈھے ، زخم کدے نہ سیتا مَیں

کدے نہ پچھے ﻣُﮍ کے تکیا ، کُوچ جدوں وِی کِیتا مَیں

شاعر : مُنیرؔ نیازی

[theqalbofnight]

Majnoon noon ral aashiq kaeenday All the amorous ones said to Majnoo

Way teri Laila rang di kali Your Laila (beloved) is dark

Majnoo replied He says

Way ja teri akh naeen wekhan wali Your eye is not worthy of seeing this

Ab daleel kia deta hai And how does he justify this

Quran Kareem day warq nay chitay The pages of the Quran are white

Uttay likhi eh siahi kali But the writing in it is in black ink

Way Bulleyah jithay dil ar jaway O Bulleyah when it comes to what the heart wants

Fer ki gori ki kali way

then black or white doesnt matter

source : piya ghar aya - Fareed Ayaz Sahab, coke studio

[komal01]

Main tumse ab kuch maangta nahi aye Khuda;

Teri dekar cheen lene ki aadat mujhe manzoor nahi

[krrishnaofficial]

🍁|| “Gulaab Jaisi ho, Gulaab lagti ho

Halka sa bhi Muskura do lajawab lagti ho.” ||🍁

[aashufta-sar]

"پھر ملیں گے اگر خدا لایا"

Numberless words for "Goodbye" in every language but my favourite is this one phrase in Persian/Farsi

"به امید دیدار"

that literally translates to "In hopes of seeing you again."

Like Amrita Pritam said

میں تینوں فیر ملاں گی

کِتھے؟ کس طرح؟ پتا نہیں

… پر تینوں ضرور ملاں گی

It’s always goodbye with the mouth and until we meet again with the heart. – Leah Raeder

And When Ahmed Faraz said

جو بھی بچھڑے وہ کب ملے ہیں فرازؔ

پھر بھی تو انتظار کر شاید

Maybe we’ll meet again, when we are slightly older and our minds less hectic, and I’ll be right for you and you’ll be right for me. But right now, I am chaos to your thoughts and you are poison to my heart.

Gabrielle Zevin

When Tehzeeb Haafi said

ہم ملیں گے کہیں

اجنبی شہر کی خواب ہوتی ہوئی شاہراؤں پہ

اور شاہراؤں پہ پھیلی ہوئی دھوپ میں

ایک دن ہم کہیں ساتھ ہوں گے

[sajid-waseem-u]

مائیں میتھوں، رُسیا ،نہ کر

‏ ربّ فیر مینوں منہ نئی لاندا

Maayin Methon’ Russya ‘ Na kar

Rabb Fair Mennu Moun Nai Landa

[his-heart-hymns]

Koi Raat Mere Aashna Mujhe Yoon Bhi To Naseeb Ho

Na Khayal Ho Libas Ka Wo Itna Mere Qareeb Ho

Badan Ki Garam Aanch Se Meri Aarzu Ko Aag De

Mera Josh Bhi Bahek Uthe Mera Haal Bhi Ajeeb Ho

Tere Chashni Wajood Ka Main Saara Ras Nichod Loon

Phir Tu Hi Mera Marz Ho Phir Tu Hi Mera Tabeeb Ho.

May a night of companionship be fated for me where concerns of clothes do not create distance between us. With the warmth of your body, kindle my desires; let my passion rise high and let my state be extraordinary. Allow me to absorb the very essence of your existence then you alone be my affliction you alone be my remedy.