Sach Aur Rishte Sach kahun to rishte bikhar jate hain…
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Sach Aur Rishte
Sach kahun to rishte bikhar jate hain,
Chup rahun to andar zakham utar jate hain.
Jo baatein dil mein qaid rakhun,
Wohi aahen ban kar nikhar jate hain.
Haqeeqat aaina hai, par sab dekh na paayein,
Saaye mein sach ke bhi dhokay hi aayein.
Rishte bachaoon to khud mitne lagun,
Khud ko sambhaloon to pal chhantne lagein.
Ye kaisa safar hai? Ye kaisi raah hai?
Jahan sach bhi saza hai, aur chup bhi gunah hai.
I read this poetry a year ago.
Sach kahun to rishte bikhar jate hain,
Chup rahun to andar zakham utar jate hain.
Jo baatein dil mein qaid rakhun,
Wohi aahen ban kar nikhar jate hain.
Haqeeqat aaina hai, par sab dekh na paayein,
Saaye mein sach ke bhi dhokay hi aayein.
Rishte bachaoon to khud mitne lagun,
Khud ko sambhaloon to pal chhantne lagein.
Ye kaisa safar hai? Ye kaisi raah hai?
Jahan sach bhi saza hai, aur chup bhi gunah hai.
I read this poetry a year ago.
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This is so deep and moving sis. 💛 It really captures the struggle between speaking the truth and keeping peace, and how both can be painful in their own way. The emotions and dilemmas in this poetry stay with you long after reading. Good afternoon! 🥰🌹
Hahaha let's the Urdu speakers help us but from how I understand this
Truth and Relationships
If I speak the truth, relationships shatter,
If I remain silent, the wounds settle deep within.
The things I keep imprisoned in my heart,
They emerge transformed into sighs of pain.
Reality is a mirror, but not everyone can look,
Even in the shadow of truth, only deceptions appeared.
If I save the relationships, I begin to lose myself,
If I tend to myself, the moments begin to slip away.
What kind of journey is this? What kind of path is this?
Where the truth is a punishment, and silence is a sin.
Truth and Relationships
If I speak the truth, relationships shatter,
If I remain silent, the wounds settle deep within.
The things I keep imprisoned in my heart,
They emerge transformed into sighs of pain.
Reality is a mirror, but not everyone can look,
Even in the shadow of truth, only deceptions appeared.
If I save the relationships, I begin to lose myself,
If I tend to myself, the moments begin to slip away.
What kind of journey is this? What kind of path is this?
Where the truth is a punishment, and silence is a sin.
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