Liberation

Is it dream........? to be happy? and to live?
it is telltale of fate?
or fate’s steeled cartography is carved on my hands?
what if i lose my hands?
will i be not me?
or me will be not i?
or God will send masons of fate to re-draw maps of my life on my shoulders.
what if You just let me find my way ?
take your maps
and lamps
i can make my way in wilderness and dark
let me be with my self at lest to me: if i can’t be free with universe -
Let me find my own galaxies of eternal peace.
though i know who you are but i don’t know who am i?
Didn’t you promise to give us wisdom and love to find path of salvation even if it fails?
oh the eternal power who so ever you are or even if you are illusion -but i tried to find your truth-
it is not that i Deny you it is just i am denying my self
Can i be said heretic if i do blasphemy to my truth?

آج پھر ووجود چو  ر اہی پا کھڑی ہوئے اس شخص  کے طرح جو یہ فیصلہ  نہ کر پہ رہا ہو کہ وو کون ہی ؟
ور یہ کہا کہ دستور شہر ہی
اسی قتل کرنا ہی جو سچ کہا  سپاہی ہے  
یے کونسی را  ہہ ہ ہی حیات ہی کی الجنا سبق علم ہی ؟
غریب شہر کی بچی بوکھ کے ماری خواب م روٹی کی   خواب دیکھ رہی ہیں -
روٹی جو سچ ہی سبھ خوابوں اور حققیقت کہ -

Today once again self is like a person who is not able to decide at intersection who he is?
what kind of constitution of city is this?
They kill the soldier of  a truth
what kind of path of life is this where to be confused is lesson of school??
The daughter of poor of city -sleeps hungry, dreaming bread in dreams -
Bread- which is truth of all dreams and all realities. -