Part 7

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Poem No. 31

Sahi ghalat kay beeche hi toh...
Sabhi jung hain hote...
Pyaar aur waar mai phir...
Kyun sahi ghalat nahi hote...?

English Meaning:

Between right and wrong only..
All the war happens...
Then in love and war...
Why there is no right or wrong...?

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Poem No. 32

Kisi ka darr dard se...
Toh koi dare toofanon se...
Darr hota toh apne mann ka bharm...
Toh kya hum darrte apne armanon se...?

English Meaning:

Some fears with the pain...
Some fears with the typhoon...
Fear is the illusion of own's heart...
So do we fear from our desires...?

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Poem No. 33


Rishta hota nahi kya jag mai...
Insaan ka insaan se...?
Phir kyun har rishte ko hum...
Naam bina nahi maante...?

English Meaning:

Is there no relation in the world,
One human with another...?
Then why for every relation...
Without naming it we don't accept...?

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Poem No. 34


Maati nahi faraq karta...
Beench aaye kis mandi se...
Hawa nahi roke kisi ko...
Khulkar saans lene se...
Soche nahi barkha ki boondein...
Kahan barse ambar se...
Phir hum kyun karte hai alag...
Insaan ko insaaniyat se...

English Meaning:

Soil don't differentiate...
Seeds came from which market...
Air don't stops anyone ...
From  breathing freely...
Rain droplets don't think...
Where to fall from sky...
Then why do we differentiate...
Humans from humanity...

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Poem No. 35


Udna chahte hai sabhi,
Par zameen chodne ki himmat nahi hoti...
Sukoon chahe hai sabhi,
Par mann ko har tassali kam hai padti...
Rihaai maange hai sabhi,
Phir bandisho ki itni aadat kyu hai hoti...

English Meaning:

Everyone wanted to fly,
But they don't have the courage to leave the land...
Peace is wanted by all,
But every consolation seems insufficient to heart...
Freedom is wanted by all,
Then why everyone is habituated to follow restrictions...

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