Roses in my hand——!

 

Some roses I have in my hands

  Having those unrealized dreams  

 

Colors dappled all around me

Oasis is in the barren regions

 

May not be there in your fondness

At least there under your chastise

 

Words transforming into meaning

 Accomplished responses from life

 

Radiance remains on the trees

Jungles boomed full blossoms

 

In night’s peaceful scenario

Attuned is musical melody

 

What’s significance of this era?

Bubbles are on the brink of era

 

 

Composed by Shaista Mufti

Translated by Tanveer Rauf  

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

This spring is lost in some gloom

The colors, foliage and flowers  

What are these pinpointing to?

Singing glum on air’s rhythm 

The dreamy moments that lost

Drained; slept inside the eyes 

 Fragrance of those dreamy moments

 I’ve seen their dew on every flower 

Few moments of spirit’s harmony

Incredible few cherished moments 

Smiling joyfully in my imagination

I am sure the season of Spring

Was never so beautiful ever

 

Composed by Shaista Mufti

Translated by Tanveer Rauf