If I should die, think only this of me

If I should die, think only this of me:

That there's some corner of a foreign field

That is for ever England.

There shall beIn that rich earth a richer dust concealed;

A dust whom England bore, shaped, made aware,

Gave, once her flowers to love, her ways to roam,

A body of England's, breathing English air,

Washed by the rivers, blessed by the suns of home.

And think, this heart, all evil shed away,

A pulse in the eternal mind, no less

Gives somewhere back the thoughts by England given;

Her sights and sounds; dreams happy as her day;

And laughter, learnt of friends; and gentleness,

In hearts a peace, under an English heaven

Tyger! Tyger! burning bright

Tyger! Tyger! burning bright

In the forests of the night,

What immortal hand or eye

Could frame thy fearful symmetry?
In what distant deeps or skies

Burnt the fire of thine eyes?

On what wings dare he aspire?

What the hand dare seize the fire?
And what shoulder, & what art,

Could twist the sinews of thy heart?

And when thy heart began to beat,

What dread hand? & what dread feet?
What the hammer? what the chain?

In what furnace was thy brain?

What the anvil? what dread grasp

Dare its deadly terrors clasp?
When the stars threw down their spears,

And water'd heaven with their tears,

Did he smile his work to see?

Did he who made the Lamb make thee?
Tyger! Tyger! burning bright

In the forest of the night,

What immortal hand or eye,

Dare frame thy fearful symmetry?

Stop all the clocks, cut off the telephone

Stop all the clocks, cut off the telephone,

Prevent the dog from barking with a juicy bone,

Silence the pianos and with muffled drum

Bring out the coffin, let the mourners come.

Let aeroplanes circle moaning overhead

Scribbling on the sky the message He is Dead,

Put crepe bows round the white necks of the public doves,

Let the traffic policemen wear black cotton gloves.

He was my North, my South, my East and West,

My working week and my Sunday rest,

My noon, my midnight, my talk, my song;

I thought that love would last forever, I was wrong.

The stars are not wanted now: put out every one;

Pack up the moon and dismantle the sun;

Pour away the ocean and sweep up the wood.

For nothing now can ever come to any good.

Dua Hai Mare Rab_E_Zuljlal Say

Dua Hai Mare Rab_E_Zuljlal Say

K Tuj Par Rahmto Ka Nazool Ho

Na Aye Koi Tuj Par Ghum

Mangy Jo Be Dua Wo Foraan Qabool Ho

Teri Yaadoon K Chiraghoon Ko Jalaya Her Sham

Teri Yaadoon K Chiraghoon Ko Jalaya Her Sham

Teri Batoon Ko Beth K Dohraya Her Sham

Rab Se Mangi Hai Teri Zindagi Ki Dua

Tanha Beth K Hathoon Ko Uthaya Her Sham

Ankhain...

Faraz wo ankhain jheel si gehri to hain mager,

Un main koi aks mere naam ka nahi

Ashqi se uski usey bewafa na jan

Adat ki bat aur hey wo dil ka bura nahi...

Faqat is dar se soona chor dia ...........

Faqat is dar se sona chor dia hey Faraz,
k woh khuabon main bhi bichra tu mar jaingey