Udasii

[Zaini 22]

Assalam O Alikum Frnds

Aik bht aasan se sawal pochti hon k , udas har insan kbhi na kbhi hota hai , ap ye batain k jub ap Udas hotay hain tou ap kia kartay hain ?

[Dcent -A- 3]

Beach pr jata hoon & Some times wahan Rota b hoon akeyla!

[rust_in_peace 2]

well topic starter,

its pretty difficult to put this feeling of sadness in words. sadness, is ,when u feel the desire to like anything has quenched itself and all one can feel are voices from a distance. its like sitting in the corner of a dark room with all doors and windows barred. u hear faded laughters , faint echoes and ur soul distances itself from u like it was never in u. it feels like u have lost yourself in a crowd of familiar and unknown faces. imagine ur existance like a sheet of delicate silk being wrapped on a branck of rose........

the scent of the rose is toxic and overpowering, but ur senses are not with you, all u yearn for is to experience the sensation of being ripped to shreds ....... u want someone to slide that silk over the branch , away from the rose

yes this is no fantasy friends , everyone wants their darkroom, some find it by the beach at sunset, some find it in the corner of a noisy fast food joint, some find it in godforsaken places and some find it in symphonies and poetry that dissolve like a sedative in their blood stream.

....and there are also those who build around them castles surrounded by a moat.

solace and bliss are not creations of nature but its natural to seek them. so one longs for a cozy shelter in a wellcoming heart............

being a normal human creation laced with frailties i seek my escapades by exorcising the demons of sadness through words. so i write till the ink dries out and the indentation in my finger becomes numb.......

Edited September 24, 2009 by rust_in_peace

[tanha 2]

hm nice topic ... kher mai jab tanha hota ho to apna zaida sy zaida wakt apny taruse per guzartaa ho bachpan ke adat hy meri ..

[Zaini 22]

Beach pr jata hoon & Some times wahan Rota b hoon akeyla!

Aww, beach pay akelay sadness ka sath baithnay ka maza bhi laga he hai, Dobta suraj, lehroon ka shorr aur tanha udas insan ................!!!

[Zaini 22]

well topic starter,

its pretty difficult to put this feeling of sadness in words. sadness, is ,when u feel the desire to like anything has quenched itself and all one can feel are voices from a distance. its like sitting in the corner of a dark room with all doors and windows barred. u hear faded laughters , faint echoes and ur soul distances itself from u like it was never in u. it feels like u have lost yourself in a crowd of familiar and unknown faces. imagine ur existance like a sheet of delicate silk being wrapped on a branck of rose........

the scent of the rose is toxic and overpowering, but ur senses are not with you, all u yearn for is to experience the sensation of being ripped to shreds ....... u want someone to slide that silk over the branch , away from the rose

yes this is no fantasy friends , everyone wants their darkroom, some find it by the beach at sunset, some find it in the corner of a noisy fast food joint, some find it in godforsaken places and some find it in symphonies and poetry that dissolve like a sedative in their blood stream.

....and there are also those who build around them castles surrounded by a moat.

solace and bliss are not creations of nature but its natural to seek them. so one longs for a cozy shelter in a wellcoming heart............

being a normal human creation laced with frailties i seek my escapades by exorcising the demons of sadness through words. so i write till the ink dries out and the indentation in my finger becomes numb.......

Peace thnx 4 ur reply in very detail .......insan jub udsa hota hai tou woh shor se door aik alag jaga py khud ko qaid krna chahta hai jahan woh khud ko compose kr sakay ...Waiay ap ny sad ppl pay lagta hai kafi reserarch ki hai .......btw kia likhtay hain ap ?

[Zaini 22]

hm nice topic ... kher mai jab tanha hota ho to apna zaida sy zaida wakt apny taruse per guzartaa ho bachpan ke adat hy meri ..

Bachpan ki aadat, jub k bachpan main tou insan udas he nhi hota tha

[rust_in_peace 2]

Peace thnx 4 ur reply in very detail .......insan jub udsa hota hai tou woh shor se door aik alag jaga py khud ko qaid krna chahta hai jahan woh khud ko compose kr sakay ...Waiay ap ny sad ppl pay lagta hai kafi reserarch ki hai .......btw kia likhtay hain ap ?

well zaini, sadness is a scrouge that meets us of and on and there seems to be no shelter from it other than the dark and hidden corners of ones heart. if we supress it, it turns into a monster and gradually possesses us.

well, referring to ur poem on tears, its touching and synonymous to sadness. yea u may be feeling queer but the synonymity is clear. the more u hold, the heavier u become, till ur weight renders u useless. so why not shed the burden off, and thats what i try to practice.

coming to ur question on what i write, the answer is that i let my pen be controlled by my heart and lucidity takes over preceded by fluency.its like letting a dam burst. thats is, in simple words i let out my feelings and let them flow till i feel light and relieved. in this way i dont have to be vulnerable and dependant on others, no matter how close they may be. if u get time , do read my post titled "confession i". i dont usually spill out like that but that very day i felt like letting go so i shared it on cy.

[chinky 31]

nice topic...

well ..i shared my sadness wid my mother.

[Nayab007 0]

Udasi

Zindagi may kuch moor aisay bhi atay hain jab insan andar say toot phoot shikar hota

hai har tarf mayoosi tanhaye udasi dairay jama laity hain har khobsort cheez tareek nazar ati hai

kuch loog old songs sontay hon kuch loog tanha ghooma pasand kartay hain kuch loog shoor sharabay ki zindagi say door kaheen tanha chalay jatay hain kuch apnay app ko ghar ki dewarow may mukeed kar laitay hain magar

may aisa kuch nahi karta bas kushish karta hon is udasi ko kise tareekay say

khatam kar sakoon kise achay dost ki compny may kisy buzurg ki mahfil may yar phr Apni Piyari

Maah ki Agosh may jahan aik sakoon hai aisa lagta hai sari udasi khatam ho ge sari udasi sari tanahye sari parayshhani Maah ki agosh may a kar gayeb ho jati hai udasi ka ilaj sirf achi compny achi batain or meethay rishtay hotay hain agr app on ko apna lain tu i hope kay app ki udasi khatam ho jaya karay ge

thnx

Apnay watan ka mukhlis

Babar Nayab

[Zaini 22]

well zaini, sadness is a scrouge that meets us of and on and there seems to be no shelter from it other than the dark and hidden corners of ones heart. if we supress it, it turns into a monster and gradually possesses us.

well, referring to ur poem on tears, its touching and synonymous to sadness. yea u may be feeling queer but the synonymity is clear. the more u hold, the heavier u become, till ur weight renders u useless. so why not shed the burden off, and thats what i try to practice.

coming to ur question on what i write, the answer is that i let my pen be controlled by my heart and lucidity takes over preceded by fluency.its like letting a dam burst. thats is, in simple words i let out my feelings and let them flow till i feel light and relieved. in this way i dont have to be vulnerable and dependant on others, no matter how close they may be. if u get time , do read my post titled "confession i". i dont usually spill out like that but that very day i felt like letting go so i shared it on cy.

Peace aik poem parhi thi Udasi pay ap ki post parh k phr yaad aagaye......

Udasi ka agarcha apna koi ghar nahin hota

Magar jab bhi nigahon mein

Guzar-gahon ka soona-pan khatak-ta hai

Kisi ke aks mein doobi hui ankhein

Kabhi jab barishon ka saath deti hain

Safar ki shab

Akele-pan ka gehra rang

Jab weeran dehleezon ki pheeki zardion par phail jata hai

Musafir ko phir bhi magar koi pursa nahin deta

Udasi thehr jati hai

Gaye mausam

Palat ke yaad ke dhunlake darechon par

Adhoori dastakon ka shak badha jate hain

Sardi saans ke tan man mein bas jati hai

Seene mein koi lamha utar kar toot jata hai

Kabhi mudhat ke pardesi agar apne na ane ka koi paigham bhejain

Aur makanon pe likhi umeed beenai gunwa baithe

Chaton pe banjh-pan ka dukh utar aye

Udasi thehr jati hai

Kabhi bichde huon ka dukh

Shabeen be arar ya kaht ki muntazir khwahish ko koi rog lag jaye

Kabhi jab dil ke nazuk taar se likha hua koi khat

Kahin raste mein kho jaye

Jahan mauqa nikal aye

Jahan surat bane gham ki

Jahan be-raunaqi ka koi bhi pehlo nikalta ho

Wahin khema lagati hai

Udasi thehr jati hai.

Mera poetry collection zaida tar udas he hota hai shayad i like sadness.aur hota yehi hai k insan bus likh daita hai jo us ki feelings hoti hain jo wo us waqt soch raha hota hai, aur usi waqt insan bht acha likh sakta hai yani poet ya writer ban sakta hai, Aik artical parha maine k jub ik famous writer ko Best Writer ka award diya gaya jo socity k sensative toppics pay llikha krty thy tou us se pocha k ap itna acha kaisay likh laity hain kia likhnay se phlay baqaida planing krty hain tou writer ny kaha k "Main likhta us waqt hon jub bhooka hota hon, us waqt main un logon ki bhok ko un ki takleef ko khud pay mehsoos krta hon shayad isliya main itna acha likha paata hai

Aur zaroor main ap ki post b parhon ge waisay wo ap ny zaror English main he likhi hoge, meri aik suggestion hai next time apni feelings ko urdu main aur poetry main likhny ki koshish kigea ga.....mujhay umeed hai Cy members ko bht acha parhnay ko milay ga:)

[Zaini 22]

Udasi

Zindagi may kuch moor aisay bhi atay hain jab insan andar say toot phoot shikar hota

hai har tarf mayoosi tanhaye udasi dairay jama laity hain har khobsort cheez tareek nazar ati hai

kuch loog old songs sontay hon kuch loog tanha ghooma pasand kartay hain kuch loog shoor sharabay ki zindagi say door kaheen tanha chalay jatay hain kuch apnay app ko ghar ki dewarow may mukeed kar laitay hain magar

may aisa kuch nahi karta bas kushish karta hon is udasi ko kise tareekay say

khatam kar sakoon kise achay dost ki compny may kisy buzurg ki mahfil may yar phr Apni Piyari

Maah ki Agosh may jahan aik sakoon hai aisa lagta hai sari udasi khatam ho ge sari udasi sari tanahye sari parayshhani Maah ki agosh may a kar gayeb ho jati hai udasi ka ilaj sirf achi compny achi batain or meethay rishtay hotay hain agr app on ko apna lain tu i hope kay app ki udasi khatam ho jaya karay ge

thnx

Apnay watan ka mukhlis

Babar Nayab

Sahi kaha Nayab Maa wo naimat wo hasti hai jo humari udasi ko, tanhai ko mita daiti hai, baki saharay tou masnoiee hain ......!!

[Zaini 22]

nice topic...

well ..i shared my sadness wid my mother.

Thnx, mama se share kar k insan relax hojata hai ..:)

[Talaash 0]

Ksi say baat ni karti..... lock my bedroom than

[iftikhar 0]

Zindagi na Udass itna kia ha ka abb udass hota hi nahi hun

[mansoor 0]

hmmmmm

ajj say kuch sall pehlye jab main Udas hoota tha too mian sooo jata tha :)

Now if i get sad, i go out eating or get my self busy in work

[Maliha khan 5]

I used to sleep

[Zaini 22]

Ksi say baat ni karti..... lock my bedroom than

Hmm, Taalash baat karnay se dil ka boojh halka hota hai , is tarhan bhi ap ki sadness kuch kam hojati hai lakin kabhi kbhi dil bojhal hojata hai.

[Zaini 22]

Zindagi na Udass itna kia ha ka abb udass hota hi nahi hun

ohh, yani aap dukhi aatma hain

[Zaini 22]

hmmmmm

ajj say kuch sall pehlye jab main Udas hoota tha too mian sooo jata tha :)

Now if i get sad, i go out eating or get my self busy in work

Hay bro ap Udasi main kha kiasay laity hain

[Zaini 22]

I used to sleep

Sub say aasan kam

[rust_in_peace 2]

Peace aik poem parhi thi Udasi pay ap ki post parh k phr yaad aagaye......

Udasi ka agarcha apna koi ghar nahin hota

Magar jab bhi nigahon mein

Guzar-gahon ka soona-pan khatak-ta hai

Kisi ke aks mein doobi hui ankhein

Kabhi jab barishon ka saath deti hain

Safar ki shab

Akele-pan ka gehra rang

Jab weeran dehleezon ki pheeki zardion par phail jata hai

Musafir ko phir bhi magar koi pursa nahin deta

Udasi thehr jati hai

Gaye mausam

Palat ke yaad ke dhunlake darechon par

Adhoori dastakon ka shak badha jate hain

Sardi saans ke tan man mein bas jati hai

Seene mein koi lamha utar kar toot jata hai

Kabhi mudhat ke pardesi agar apne na ane ka koi paigham bhejain

Aur makanon pe likhi umeed beenai gunwa baithe

Chaton pe banjh-pan ka dukh utar aye

Udasi thehr jati hai

Kabhi bichde huon ka dukh

Shabeen be arar ya kaht ki muntazir khwahish ko koi rog lag jaye

Kabhi jab dil ke nazuk taar se likha hua koi khat

Kahin raste mein kho jaye

Jahan mauqa nikal aye

Jahan surat bane gham ki

Jahan be-raunaqi ka koi bhi pehlo nikalta ho

Wahin khema lagati hai

Udasi thehr jati hai.

Mera poetry collection zaida tar udas he hota hai shayad i like sadness.aur hota yehi hai k insan bus likh daita hai jo us ki feelings hoti hain jo wo us waqt soch raha hota hai, aur usi waqt insan bht acha likh sakta hai yani poet ya writer ban sakta hai, Aik artical parha maine k jub ik famous writer ko Best Writer ka award diya gaya jo socity k sensative toppics pay llikha krty thy tou us se pocha k ap itna acha kaisay likh laity hain kia likhnay se phlay baqaida planing krty hain tou writer ny kaha k "Main likhta us waqt hon jub bhooka hota hon, us waqt main un logon ki bhok ko un ki takleef ko khud pay mehsoos krta hon shayad isliya main itna acha likha paata hai

Aur zaroor main ap ki post b parhon ge waisay wo ap ny zaror English main he likhi hoge, meri aik suggestion hai next time apni feelings ko urdu main aur poetry main likhny ki koshish kigea ga.....mujhay umeed hai Cy members ko bht acha parhnay ko milay ga:)

zaini

its nothing to be proud of and i also feel embarassment sometimes that i cant express myself in my mother toungue. i feel comfortable to let my thought flow rather than showcasing them in ornamented and rhyming verses. and that me

thanks for sharing the poem, its touching and moving

regards