12 AND THE ANGELS IN HEAVEN BEGAN TO CRY

12  AND THE ANGELS IN HEAVEN BEGAN TO CRY

In the garden of life there was a flower
Above all others that used to tower
A bloom that knew no winter’s blight
And a bud that was nourished by springtime shower

In a garden so lively, the cruel fate
Brought in death that could not wait
To pluck the flower that gave delight
To gloomy hearts that had seen the blight
The bloom that was gentle, clean, and pure
The flower that never felt insecure

So when this flower that was ready to die
Said to the garden of life good-bye
The sun turned brown and the moon went dark
And the angels in heaven began to cry


                      URDU POEM

                  HUSN AUR MOET

Jo phool saaray gulistaan maen sab say achha ho
Faroagh e noor ho jis say fiza e rangeen maen
Khizaan kay joar e sitam ko na jis nay daekha ho
Bahaar nay jisay khoon e jiger say paala ho
Wo aek phool samaata hay chashm e gulcheen maen

Hazaar phooloun say aabaad baagh e hasti hay
Ajal ki aankh faqat aek ko tarasti hay
Kaie diloun ki umeedoun ka jo sahaara ho
Fiza e dehr ki aaloodgi say baala ho
Jahaan maen aa kay abhee jis nay kuchh na daekha ho
Na qaht e aish o musarrat, na gham ki arzaani

Kinnaar e rehmat e Haq maen usay sulaati hay
Sakoot e shab maen farishtoun ki mersiakhaani
Tawaaf kernay ko subh e bahaar aati hay
Saba charhaanay ko jannat say phool laati hay
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