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I will tell you a  tip to make a copy of human being
Never let your wishes go beyond your steps.
Thank you for the one you got . Do not regret what goes on and you lost.
Give them what they ask
Forget them. who forget you
The world was untouched 'untouched goods will go back'
Do not collect goods'
you will go back with empty hands from this world
Avoid the crowd '
try to Become a partner with isolation '
what God is giving you,Do not ever account for it.
* Require true corruption * (truth is not needed in some situations...it sometime make conflicts  )
* if someone ask tell the truth and if he dont ask remain quite
Do not ask if you do not
People are delighted(just addiction) and
The world's allies are bad.
When happiness and peace are reduced in life, just go outside   '
You will also get relief in the way and happiness also '
Glad to give '(giving is gladness  ,be a giver)
Grief to Receive '(receiving is sadness)
If you stop(save) the money , then you will also stop '
if you live in Thieves ,will be thieves.(you)
If God wills, then 'world" will be pleased.
if He will be angry , the blessings of the Lord will loose their smell.
When you sit in the mystics, the inside of the inner will wake up '
When you started irritating from the relatives and relatives and  your friends,So know God is angry with you
When you feel hurt for the enemies in your heart
So understand that your creator is pleased with you
The emperor will never remain in the dark. "
Baba took a long breath, 'he opened my umbrella'
I put it on my head and said
Go on this umbrella of mercy on you till last breath.
'Just look at one thing.'
Do not leave anybody else 'give a chance to make another decision'
It is God's Sunnah '
Allah never leaves His creatures alone.
Creatures leave Allah
And let's go to know what's going on
But  who come back to you'never stop(close)  your door'
This is also the habit of Allah '
God always keeps his door open for those who return
You keep doing it
Your door will keep the funeral "
I came back and found a copy of human being
ﺰﺭﮒ ﻧﮯ ﺯﻣﯿﻦ ﺳﮯ ﭼﮭﻮﭨﯽ ﺳﯽ ﭨﮩﻨﯽ ﺍﭨﮭﺎﺋﯽ ﺍﻭﺭ ﻓﺮﺵ ﭘﺮ ﺭﮔﮍ ﮐﺮ ﺑﻮﻟﮯ ۔۔۔ﺁﺝ ﻣﯿﮟ
ﺗﻤﮩﯿﮟ ﺍﻧﺴﺎﻥ ﮐﻮ ﺑﻨﺪﮦ ﺑﻨﺎﻧﮯ ﮐﺎ ﻧﺴﺨﮧ ﺑﺘﺎﺗﺎ ﮨﻮﮞ "
ﺍﭘﻨﯽ ﺧﻮﺍﮨﺸﻮﮞ ﮐﻮ ﮐﺒﮭﯽ ﺍﭘﻨﮯ ﻗﺪﻣﻮﮞ ﺳﮯ ﺁﮔﮯ ﻧﮧ ﻧﮑﻠﻨﮯ ﺩﻭ ‘
ﺟﻮ ﻣﻞ ﮔﯿﺎ ﺍﺱ ﭘﺮ ﺷﮑﺮ ﮐﺮﻭ ‘ ﺟﻮ ﭼﮭﻦ ﮔﯿﺎ ﺍﺱ ﭘﺮ ﺍﻓﺴﻮﺱ ﻧﮧ ﮐﺮﻭ ‘
ﺟﻮ ﻣﺎﻧﮓ ﻟﮯ ﺍﺱ ﮐﻮ ﺩﮮ ﺩﻭ ‘ ﺟﻮ
ﺑﮭﻮﻝ ﺟﺎﺋﮯ ﺍﺳﮯ ﺑﮭﻮﻝ ﺟﺎﺅ ‘
ﺩﻧﯿﺎ ﻣﯿﮟ ﺑﮯ ﺳﺎﻣﺎﻥ ﺁﺋﮯ ﺗﮭﮯ ‘ ﺑﮯ ﺳﺎﻣﺎﻥ ﻭﺍﭘﺲ ﺟﺎﺅ ﮔﮯ ‘
ﺳﺎﻣﺎﻥ ﺟﻤﻊ ﻧﮧ ﮐﺮﻭ ‘
ﮨﺠﻮﻡ ﺳﮯ ﭘﺮﮨﯿﺰ ﮐﺮﻭ ‘
ﺗﻨﮩﺎﺋﯽ ﮐﻮ ﺳﺎﺗﮭﯽ ﺑﻨﺎﺋﻮ ‘
ﺟﺴﮯ ﺧﺪﺍ ﮈﮬﯿﻞ ﺩﮮ ﺭﮨﺎ ﮨﻮ
ﺍﺱ ﮐﺎ ﮐﺒﮭﯽ ﺍﺣﺘﺴﺎﺏ ﻧﮧ ﮐﺮﻭ ‘
* ﺑﻼ ﺿﺮﻭﺭﺕ ﺳﭻ ﻓﺴﺎﺩ ﮨﻮﺗﺎ ﮨﮯ *
* ﮐﻮﺋﯽ ﭘﻮﭼﮭﮯ ﺗﻮ ﺳﭻ ﺑﻮﻟﻮ ‘
ﻧﮧ ﭘﻮﭼﮭﮯ ﺗﻮ ﭼﭗ ﺭﮨﻮ
ﻟﻮﮒ ﻟﺬﺕ ﮨﻮﺗﮯ ﮨﯿﮟ ﺍﻭﺭ
ﺩﻧﯿﺎ ﮐﯽ ﺗﻤﺎﻡ ﻟﺬﺗﻮﮞ ﮐﺎ ﺍﻧﺠﺎﻡ ﺑﺮﺍ ﮨﻮﺗﺎ ﮨﮯ ‘
ﺯﻧﺪﮔﯽ ﻣﯿﮟ ﺟﺐ ﺧﻮﺷﯽ ﺍﻭﺭ ﺳﮑﻮﻥ ﮐﻢ ﮨﻮ ﺟﺎﺋﮯ ﺗﻮ ﺳﯿﺮ ﭘﺮ ﻧﮑﻞ ﺟﺎﺅ ‘
ﺗﻤﮩﯿﮟ ﺭﺍﺳﺘﮯ ﻣﯿﮟ ﺳﮑﻮﻥ ﺑﮭﯽ ﻣﻠﮯ ﮔﺎ ﺍﻭﺭ ﺧﻮﺷﯽ ﺑﮭﯽ ‘
ﺩﯾﻨﮯ ﻣﯿﮟ ﺧﻮﺷﯽ ﮨﮯ ‘
ﻭﺻﻮﻝ ﮐﺮﻧﮯ ﻣﯿﮟ ﻏﻢ ‘
ﺩﻭﻟﺖ ﮐﻮ ﺭﻭﮐﻮ ﮔﮯ ﺗﻮ ﺧﻮﺩ ﺑﮭﯽ ﺭﮎ ﺟﺎﺅ ﮔﮯ ‘
ﭼﻮﺭﻭﮞ ﻣﯿﮟ ﺭﮨﻮ ﮔﮯ ﺗﻮ ﭼﻮﺭ ﮨﻮ ﺟﺎﺅ ﮔﮯ۔
ﺍﻟﻠﮧ ﺭﺍﺿﯽ ﺭﮨﮯ ﮔﺎ ﺗﻮ ﺟﮓ ﺭﺍﺿﯽ ﺭﮨﮯ ﮔﺎ ‘
ﻭﮦ ﻧﺎﺭﺍﺽ ﮨﻮ ﮔﺎ ﺗﻮ ﻧﻌﻤﺘﻮﮞ ﺳﮯ ﺧﻮﺷﺒﻮ ﺍﮌ ﺟﺎﺋﮯ ﮔﯽ ‘
ﺳﺎﺩﮬﻮﺅﮞ ﻣﯿﮟ ﺑﯿﭩﮭﻮ ﮔﮯ ﺗﻮ ﺍﻧﺪﺭ ﮐﺎ ﺳﺎﺩﮬﻮ ﺟﺎﮒ ﺟﺎﺋﮯ ﮔﺎ ‘
ﺗﻢ ﺟﺐ ﻋﺰﯾﺰﻭﮞ ‘ ﺭﺷﺘﮯ ﺩﺍﺭﻭﮞ ‘ ﺍﻭﻻﺩ ﺍﻭﺭ ﺩﻭﺳﺘﻮﮞ ﺳﮯ ﭼﮍﻧﮯ ﻟﮕﻮ
ﺗﻮ ﺟﺎﻥ ﻟﻮ ﺍﻟﻠﮧ ﺗﻢ ﺳﮯ ﻧﺎﺭﺍﺽ ﮨﮯ ﺍﻭﺭ
ﺗﻢ ﺟﺐ ﺍﭘﻨﮯ ﺩﻝ ﻣﯿﮟ ﺩﺷﻤﻨﻮﮞ ﮐﮯ ﻟﯿﮯ ﺭﺣﻢ ﻣﺤﺴﻮﺱ ﮐﺮﻧﮯ ﻟﮕﻮ
ﺗﻮ ﺳﻤﺠﮪ ﻟﻮ ﺗﻤﮩﺎﺭﺍ ﺧﺎﻟﻖ ﺗﻢ ﺳﮯ ﺭﺍﺿﯽ ﮨﮯ
ﮨﺠﺮﺕ ﮐﺮﻧﮯ ﻭﺍﻻ ﮐﺒﮭﯽ ﮔﮭﺎﭨﮯ ﻣﯿﮟ ﻧﮩﯿﮟ ﺭﮨﺘﺎ ‘‘
ﺑﺎﺑﮯ ﻧﮯ ﺍﯾﮏ ﻟﻤﺒﯽ ﺳﺎﻧﺲ ﻟﯽ ‘ ﺍﺱ ﻧﮯ ﻣﯿﺮﯼ ﭼﮭﺘﺮﯼ ﮐﮭﻮﻟﯽ ‘
ﻣﯿﺮﮮ ﺳﺮ ﭘﺮ ﺭﮐﮭﯽ ﺍﻭﺭ ﻓﺮﻣﺎﯾﺎ
ﺟﺎﺅ ﺗﻢ ﭘﺮ ﺭﺣﻤﺘﻮﮞ ﮐﯽ ﯾﮧ ﭼﮭﺘﺮﯼ ﺁﺧﺮﯼ ﺳﺎﻧﺲ ﺗﮏ ﺭﮨﮯ ﮔﯽ ‘
’ ﺑﺲ ﺍﯾﮏ ﭼﯿﺰ ﮐﺎ ﺩﮬﯿﺎﻥ ﺭﮐﮭﻨﺎ
ﮐﺴﯽ ﮐﻮ ﺧﻮﺩ ﻧﮧ ﭼﮭﻮﮌﻧﺎ ‘ ﺩﻭﺳﺮﮮ ﮐﻮ ﻓﯿﺼﻠﮯ ﮐﺎ ﻣﻮﻗﻊ ﺩﯾﻨﺎ ‘
ﯾﮧ ﺍﻟﻠﮧ ﮐﯽ ﺳﻨﺖ ﮨﮯ ‘
ﺍﻟﻠﮧ ﮐﺒﮭﯽ ﺍﭘﻨﯽ ﻣﺨﻠﻮﻕ ﮐﻮ ﺗﻨﮩﺎ ﻧﮩﯿﮟ ﭼﮭﻮﮌﺗﺎ ‘
ﻣﺨﻠﻮﻕ ﺍﻟﻠﮧ ﮐﻮ ﭼﮭﻮﮌﺗﯽ ﮨﮯ
ﺍﻭﺭ ﺩﮬﯿﺎﻥ ﺭﮐﮭﻨﺎ ﺟﻮ ﺟﺎ ﺭﮨﺎ ﮨﻮ ﺍﺳﮯ ﺟﺎﻧﮯ ﺩﯾﻨﺎ
ﻣﮕﺮﺟﻮ ﻭﺍﭘﺲ ﺁ ﺭﮨﺎ ﮨﻮ ‘ ﺍﺱ ﭘﺮ ﮐﺒﮭﯽ ﺍﭘﻨﺎ ﺩﺭﻭﺍﺯﮦ ﺑﻨﺪ ﻧﮧ ﮐﺮﻧﺎ ‘
ﯾﮧ ﺑﮭﯽ ﺍﻟﻠﮧ ﮐﯽ ﻋﺎﺩﺕ ﮨﮯ ‘
ﺍﻟﻠﮧ ﻭﺍﭘﺲ ﺁﻧﮯ ﻭﺍﻟﻮﮞ ﮐﮯ ﻟﯿﮯ ﮨﻤﯿﺸﮧ ﺍﭘﻨﺎ ﺩﺭﻭﺍﺯﮦ ﮐﮭﻼ ﺭﮐﮭﺘﺎ ﮨﮯ
ﺗﻢ ﯾﮧ ﮐﺮﺗﮯ ﺭﮨﻨﺎ ‘
ﺗﻤﮩﺎﺭﮮ ﺩﺭﻭﺍﺯﮮ ﭘﺮ ﻣﯿﻟﮧ ﻟﮕﺎ ﺭﮨﮯ ﮔﺎ ‘‘
ﻣﯿﮟ ﻭﺍﭘﺲ ﺁ ﮔﯿﺎ ﺍﻭﺭ ﻣﺠﮭﮯ ﺍﻧﺴﺎﻥ ﺳﮯ ﺑﻨﺪﮦ ﺑﻨﻨﮯ ﮐﺎ ﻧﺴﺨﮧ ﻣﻞ ﮔﯿﺎ ﺗﮭﺎ
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its not written by me thats why i wrote there little share in previous poems
i translate my poem "little share , best tips " on request of r scales ...... thankyou for asking me .......... this language is not arabi it is Pakistan language "urdu" hope it will be helpful for all of you ....thankyou !
 Oct 2017 traces of being
L B
There comes the day
when the leaves plummet
at the slightest breeze
giving up of their own accord

bleeding victory of the trees
who lumber on
in winter's eyes--

I now can see
where the robins built a nest
in last year's spring
 Oct 2017 traces of being
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Someone I once knew

and cared for long ago

took the slow ****** train home


a friend arrived alive

home from Iraq

broken, full of static


my father's trail

of caring drew the pancreatic

hound from hell


sadly, but

for the life of me,

I can’t load all that ****


into a broken boat

to shove away

out onto a moonlit sea.
I just heard that Tom Petty passed. RIP, songster.
We only danced like floating shadows
in mesmerizing daydreams
                       wistfully yearning
                       to drift as light as shapeless air

Warm brush of skin seemed so tangible
across the  distant horizon
                       touching souls
                       only in the throes of musing dreams

Sailing blindly down unmapped winding river shorelines
                       tiptoes touch
                       at shallow waters’ edge

                   "Close your eyes" ...  swim afar
                       where feral currents beckon
                       waft away adrift
                       in a moonstruck daydream trance

Only in sumptuously
                       lucid night dreams
                       we swim stark-naked
                       in a sea of sublimity

Plunging into an alluring metaphysical abysm
                       into the secret titanic depths
                       azure oceans bathe

Plummeting from the edge a Utopian threshold
                       swirling beneath restless
                       swollen waves crest

Unraveling  passion’s prevailing tidal maelstrom
                       the wanton estuary
                       where lovers yearn to swim

Yet … I’ll drift away alone in this restless moonlit solitude
                       fly by night through star dust
                       showered cosmos scenes

                       crash into naked stars
                       in their luminescent splendor
Imbibe a spellbinding elixir yellow moon on the rise

Only in dreams before morning dewdrops gather
                      impearled flesh glistens
                      on the cotton beach of dawn

Awakening sighs replaced by warm enraptured whispers
                      the sensual asylum
                      passion tenderly betides

Splendidly improbable entrancing reverie
                      inspiring indefinable
                      enchanting realms

Awakening to another lonesome daybreak
                      the outgoing tide,
                      drowning in the trove
                      beautiful dreams befall


            Someone you used to know
                                2017
Thanks for reading
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'No man is an Island'
Maybe not true my Dear friends.
Perchance in general, contact is good.
But take a good look.
There are many Islands in the emotional ocean
with closed harbours and sealed ports.
Refugees of romance; Tortured traumas;
Insane individuals; Mental mercenaries;
Each one a lonely star,
a pinprick of light, disconnected,
on a girdle of the sky,
protected by a carapace of experience,
cold, distant, drifting further from the source,
in a race for consolidation and annihilation.
Islands of safety become Isles of danger.
Selfishness; Self-hate;
Self-perpetuating; Self Destruct;
The inward circle and downward spiral
cloaking the Island, shielding its existence,
shunning the continents of integration.
So can it be true my Dear friends,
no man is an Island?


© Pagan Paul (28/06/17)
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I wish I could remember how to swim! PPx
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