Suno!

Suno! 

Meri aankhon mai rehtey ho

To aaraam se raho!

Kitni baar

Kaise kaise

Pighal ke

Beh jaato ho!

Winter is coming...

Winter is coming

And I am afraid, my love!

What if winter is cold?

As cold as your voice on the phone!

What if winter has two faces?

One in the night sky and one in my bed

What if winter is long?

As long as the silence between us

What if winter takes me away?

Like you took me away from myself

What if winter will be all yours?

And I will be left with only snow…

Love is...

Love has no past tense

Love is or it never is

Last rain

Last time

Finally

When we walked together in rain

And raindrops soaked our souls into each other

All drenched and wet in your love

I folded myself in your eyes

I exist only in the wetness of your eyes now

Kashmir: The garden of hope

Tread carefully

This is the country of flowers and tulips

You might believe that all the gardeners are gone

That the last one has been killed too

But the heart of the rose is not dead yet

The hope of the tulips is still alive

In Kashmir

Every flower is a revolt

Every color is a slogan

Even the dead tulips are an outbreak

Be careful

There will be a day when

Every garden will rise in revolt

And you will find no ground to hide

Sufis of freedom will ride the horses of fragrance

Love will triumph over hatred

Truth will dance with madness

Reason will sing with passion

And then that day

That blessed day

We all will be free, at last!

We all will be free, at last!

My country

I am the citizen of your eyes

You are the country I belong to

I work in the deep mines of your dreams

Digging day and night

For the diamonds of your wishes

I earn wages off your tongue

A word a day

But then there are days and nights

You leave me starving forever

On the gates of your kindness

I wait for my wages

I wait for the dime of your word

Justuju

Mai tumhe khat likhun

Tumhe apne haal ki khabar dun

Bus issi justuju mai

Aake dekh lo

Ki har raat

Kitney fatey rad kiye adhoore khat

Aasmaan pe bikhar jatey hain

Aur phir jo tum

Har raat

Wafa ka wo aakhri sikka

Aasmaan mai uchaalti ho

Jaantey ho

Wo kabhi aakey

Mere haath mai nahi thehrta