Parveen Shakir All Time Favorite Poetry.

 

Parveen Shakir (Urdu: پروین شاکر) (November 24, 1952 – December 26, 1994) was an Urdu poet, teacher and a civil servant of the Government of Pakistan.

Shakir started writing at an early age and published her first volume of poetry, Khushbu[Fragrance], to great acclaim, in 1976. She subsequently published other volumes of poetry – all well-received - Sad-barg [Marsh Marigold] in 1980, Khud Kalami [Soliloquy] andInkar [Denial] in 1990, Kaf e Aina [The Mirror's Edge] besides a collection of her newspaper columns, titled Gosha-e-Chashm [The Sight Corner], and was awarded one of Pakistan’s highest honours, the Pride of Performance for her outstanding contribution to literature.The poetry books are collected in the volume Mah e Tamam [Full Moon] with the exception of Kaf e Aina.

Shakir died in 1994 in a car accident while on her way to work.

PRIDE OF PERFORMANCE AWARD RECIPIENT
Parveen Shakir was recipient of the Pride of Performance Award 1990
PRESENTED BY	Ghulam Ishaq Khan
DATE	14-08-1990
COUNTRY	Islamic Republic of Pakistan

                                       aks-s-khushboo

aks-e-Khushboo hoon bikharne se na roke koi

aur bikhar jaun to mujhe na samete koi

kaanp uthti hun mai ye Tanhai me

mere Chehre pe tera naam na parhle koi

jis tarah khwab mere ho gaye reza reza

is tarah se na kabhi toot ke bikhre koi

mai ti is din harasan hun ke jab hukam mile

khushk phoolon ko kitabon me na rakhe koi

ab to is raah se wo shakhs guzarta bhi nahi

ab kis umeed se darwaze se jahnke koi

koi awaaz,koi ahaat,koi chaap nahi

dil ki galyan badi sunsaan hain aye koi

                                                           Perveen Shakir Khushboo

wo to khushbu hai hawaon main bikhar jayega
masla phul ka hai phul kidhar jayega

ham to samjhe the k ek zakhm hai bhar jayega
kya khabar thi k rag-e-jan main utar jayega

wo hawaon ki tarah khanabajan phirta hai
ek jhonka hai jo ayega guzar jayega

wo jab ayega to phir us ki rafaqat k liye
mausam-e-gul mere angan main thahar jayega

akhir wo bhi kahin ret pe baithi hogi
tera ye pyar bhi dariya hai utar jayega

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Khushbuu hai vo to chhuu ke badan ko guzar na jaaye
jab tak mere wajuud ke andar utar na jaaye

Khud phuul ne bhii honth kiye apane niim-vaa
chorii tamaam rang kii titalii ke sar na jaaye

is Khauf se vo saath nibhaane ke haq mein hai
khokar mujhe ye ladakii kahiin dukh se mar na jaaye

palkon ko us kii apane dupatte se ponch duun
kal ke safar mein aaj kii gard-e-safar na jaaye

main kis ke haath bhejuun use aaj kii duaa
qaasid havaa sitaaraa koii us ke ghar na jaaye