Aainon Mein Yeh Jitne Chehre hein - Shabbir72.blogspot.com

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Title: Aainon Mein Yeh Jitne Chehre
Poet/Lyrics: Allama Iqbal
Length: 6:39

aaino mei yeh jitne chehre hein
aaino mei yeh jitne chehre hein
aks tere hein, aks mere hein
aks tere hein, aks mere hein
aaino mei yeh jitne chehre hein
aaino mei yeh jitne chehre hein

itne pathar agar baham ho jaa'ein, rafat-e koh-e-aasman lagay
itne zarray hoon jama kaheen, wosat-e-dasht benishaan lagay
itne taray agar chamaktay hoon, zarf-e-khurshid becharagh lagay
itne gunchay agar mehekte hoon, mosam-e-zard besuragh lagay

neel se taaba-kash gh'er dekho aik he roshni ke ghere hein
aaino mei yeh jitne chehre hein
aks tere hein, aks mere hein
aks tere hein, aks mere hein
aaino mei yeh jitne chehre hein
aaino mei yeh jitne chehre hein

sub musafir hein aik raste ke, aik manzil pe sub ko jana hai
apni apni hadon mein rehte hoay, ik naya daira banana hai
roshni jo hira se photi thi, us mei rehna hai jagmagana hai
majd se uthne wali khushbo ka, phir se ub muntazir zamana hai

tara tara bikharte jain gay jitne sa'ay hein jo andehre hein
aaino mei yeh jitne chehre hein
aks tere hein, aks mere hein
aks tere hein, aks mere hein
aaino mei yeh jitne chehre hein
aaino mei yeh jitne chehre hein

"And You shall know The truth and The truth shall set you free"

Tomorrows work do today, today's work now
If the moment is lost, how will the work be done?

Speak such words, you lose the minds Ego
Body remains composed, Others Find Peace

While Suffering everyone Prays and Remembers Him, in joy no one does
If one prays and remembers Him in happiness, why would sorrow come?

Alive one sees, alive one knows, find your liberation while alive
If Alive you do not cut the noose of your attachments , how will there be liberation with death?

Don't be so proud and vain, Looking at your high mansion
Tomorrow you'll lie under feet, On top will grow Grass

The Ocean is on Fire, The Smoke is not Visible
He Knows Who Has Been there and been Burnt

save the wealth that remains in this Moment
Departing with a bag of material wealth, no one has yet been seen

Hope yet lives, the world dies, people die and die again
Perish yet hoarding wealth, spend and freedom attain

This is the House of Love , Not the house of your Aunt
Who has dropped his barriers, He can pass in to the House

The rosary made of wooden beads, what can it teach you?
If you don't control your minds motion, why control the beads motion?

Shaving the head Ages have passed, yet no union with God
Recitation of Gods Name is futile, when the mind is doing something else

What harm have the hair done, you shave them hundred times
Why not shave the mind, there grow unchecked countless poisonous thoughts

Your Hut Is Next to the Butchers
Who does, he will face the consequences, Why are you sad?

Slowly slowly stay my mind, Slowly everything happens
Gardner may water garden a hundred times, When the Season comes, there is fruit

When you came in to this world , Everyone laughed while you cried
Don't do such work, That they laugh when you are gone.

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[sohail2933]

nace ghazals



[ymeenai]

Agreed with you Shahwaiz, Its the need of time to make our citizens realize where they are living. Long Live ISLAM, LONG LIVE PAKISTAN

[TheShahwaizleo]

SubhanALLAH.... Dear Youth of Pakistan, you must listen this and sense the heat....

[Nasargul]

My evertime best song, just truely like it, nice poetry & nice singing.