If Roses Grow In Heaven | Death Poems


If roses grow in Heaven Lord
please pick a bunch for me.
Place them in my mother’s arms
and tell her they are from me.
Tell her i love her and miss her,
and when she turn to smile,
place a kiss upon her cheek,
and hold her for awhile.
Because remembering her is easy,
I do it every day,
But there is an ache within my heart
that will never go away


Main Nahi Manta By Habib Jalib


Wo Bi Khayif Nahi Takhta-e Dar Se
Mai Bi Mansoor Hoon Keh Do Aghayar Se
Kun Darate Ho Zindan Ki Deewar Se
Zulm Ki Baat Ku Jahl Ki Raat Ku
Main Nahi Manta Main Nahi Janta

Tum Ne Loota Hai Sadyon Hmara Sukoon
Ab Na Ham Par Chale Ga Tumhara Fasoon
Chara Gar Main Tumhain Kis Tarah Se Kahon
Main Nahi Manta Main Nahi Janta

Deep Jis Ka Mahlaat Main Hi Jale
Chand Logo Ki Khushiyon Ko Le Kar Chale
Wo Jo Saye Main Har Maslihat Ke Play

Aese Dastoor Ko Subah-e Be Noor Ku
Main Nahi Manta Main Nahi Janta

Poet: Habib Jalib