Parveen ..... For Your Fragrance.

You can not be perfect in every sense of the word, but You could be among such few people who are blessed in many ways.

For beauty and brains, for talents and guts, for intelligence and  manners are rarely combined in a person, and if they do, those are specialized people. There were many who were succumbed to the charms of Parveen Shakir, for she was beautiful and daring, for she was all a woman could dream of being, yet there was just one, she was madly in love with and for whom she wrote her fragrant poetry.

She left too early, but her fragrance shall always be missed.


وہ صورت آشنا میرا 

میں اس کے سامنے 
چپ رہ کے بھی یوں بات  کرتی ہوں 
کہ آنکھوں کا کوئی حرف بدن نہ آشنا 
آلودہ پیکر  نہیں ہوتا 
ہوا کی لہر پر جب گفتگو ہو 
خواہ موسم پر میرا اظہار ہو 
یا ٹیلی ویژن پر 
وہ مرے لمحہ موجود کا دکھ جان لیتا ہے 
مجھے پہچان لیتا ہے 
میری ہر بات کا چہرہ نہ دیکھنے پر بھی 
وہ صوررت آشنا میرا 
مرے لہجوں کے پس  منظر سمجھتا ہے !



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