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POETRY

Old voices, a few of mine, and whatever lingers.

The Road Not Taken Two roads diverged in a yellow wood, And sorry I could not travel both And be one traveler, long I stood And looked down one as far as I could To where it bent in the undergrowth; Then took the other, as just as fair, And having perhaps the better claim, Because it was grassy and wanted wear; Though as for that the passing there Had worn them really about the same, And both that morning equally lay In leaves no step had trodden black. Oh, I kept the first for another day! Yet knowing how way leads on to way, I doubted if I should ever come back. I shall be telling this with a sigh Somewhere ages and ages hence: Two roads diverged in a wood, and I— I took the one less traveled by, And that has made all the difference. Robert Frost

ﺯﻧﺪﮔﯽ ﺳﮯ ﮈﺭﺗﮯ ﮨﻮ؟ ﺯﻧﺪﮔﯽ ﺗﻮ ﺗﻢ ﺑﮭﯽ ﮨﻮ، ﺯﻧﺪﮔﯽ ﺗﻮ ﮨﻢﺑﮭﯽ ﮨﯿﮟ! ﺁﺩﻣﯽ ﺳﮯ ﮈﺭﺗﮯ ﮨﻮ؟ ﺁﺩﻣﯽ ﺗﻮ ﺗﻢ ﺑﮭﯽ ﮨﻮ، ﺁﺩﻣﯽ ﺗﻮ ﮨﻢ ﺑﮭﯽﮨﯿﮟ! ﺁﺩﻣﯽ ﺯﺑﺎﮞ ﺑﮭﯽ ﮨﮯ، ﺁﺩﻣﯽ ﺑﯿﺎﮞ ﺑﮭﯽﮨﮯ، ﺍﺱ ﺳﮯ ﺗﻢ ﻧﮩﯿﮟ ﮈﺭﺗﮯ! ﺣﺮﻑ ﺍﻭﺭ ﻣﻌﻨﯽ ﮐﮯ ﺭﺷﺘﮧ ﮨﺎﺋﮯ ﺁﮨﻦ ﺳﮯ، ﺁﺩﻣﯽ ﮬﮯ ﻭﺍﺑﺴﺘﮧ ﺁﺩﻣﯽ ﮐﮯ ﺩﺍﻣﻦ ﺳﮯ ﺯﻧﺪﮔﯽ ﮨﮯﻭﺍﺑﺴﺘﮧ ﺍﺱ ﺳﮯ ﺗﻢ ﻧﮩﯿﮟ ﮈﺭﺗﮯ! "ﺍﻥ ﮐﮩﯽ" ﺳﮯ ﮈﺭﺗﮯ ﮨﻮ ﺟﻮ ﺍﺑﮭﯽ ﻧﮩﯿﮟ ﺁﺋﯽ، ﺍﺱ ﮔﮭﮍﯼ ﺳﮯﮈﺭﺗﮯ ﮨﻮ ﺍﺱ ﮔﮭﮍﯼ ﮐﯽ ﺁﻣﺪ ﮐﯽ ﺁﮔﮩﯽ ﺳﮯ ﮈﺭﺗﮯﮨﻮ! ﭘﮩﻠﮯ ﺑﮭﯽ ﺗﻮ ﮔﺰﺭﮮ ﮨﯿﮟ، ﺩﻭﺭ ﻧﺎﺭﺳﺎﺋﯽ ﮐﮯ، "ﺑﮯ ﺭﯾﺎ"ﺧﺪﺍﺋﯽ ﮐﮯ ﭘﮭﺮ ﺑﮭﯽ ﯾﮧ ﺳﻤﺠﮭﺘﮯ ﮨﻮ، ﮨﯿﭻ ﺁﺭﺯﻭﻣﻨﺪﯼ ﯾﮧ ﺷﺐ ﺯﺑﺎﮞ ﺑﻨﺪﯼ، ﮨﮯ ﺭﮦ ِﺧﺪﺍﻭﻧﺪﯼ! ﺗﻢ ﻣﮕﺮ ﯾﮧ ﮐﯿﺎ ﺟﺎﻧﻮ، ﻟﺐ ﺍﮔﺮ ﻧﮩﯿﮟ ﮨﻠﺘﮯ، ﮨﺎﺗﮫ ﺟﺎﮒ ﺍﭨﮭﺘﮯﮨﯿﮟ ﮨﺎﺗﮫ ﺟﺎﮒ ﺍﭨﮭﺘﮯ ﮨﯿﮟ، ﺭﺍﮦ ﮐﺎ ﻧﺸﺎﮞ ﺑﻦﮐﺮ ﻧﻮﺭ ﮐﯽ ﺯﺑﺎﮞ ﺑﻦ ﮐﺮ ﮨﺎﺗﮫ ﺑﻮﻝ ﺍﭨﮭﺘﮯ ﮨﯿﮟ، ﺻﺒﺢ ﮐﯽ ﺍﺫﺍﮞﺑﻦ ﮐﺮ ﺭﻭﺷﻨﯽ ﺳﮯ ﮈﺭﺗﮯ ﮨﻮ؟ ﺭﻭﺷﻨﯽ ﺗﻮ ﺗﻢ ﺑﮭﯽ ﮨﻮ، ﺭﻭﺷﻨﯽ ﺗﻮ ﮨﻢﺑﮭﯽ ﮨﯿﮟ، ﺭﻭﺷﻨﯽ ﺳﮯ ﮈﺭﺗﮯ ﮨﻮ! ﺷﮩﺮ ﮐﯽ ﻓﺼﯿﻠﻮﮞ ﭘﺮ ﺩﯾﻮ ﮐﺎ ﺟﻮ ﺳﺎﯾﮧ ﺗﮭﺎ ﭘﺎﮎ ﮨﻮ ﮔﯿﺎ ﺁﺧﺮ ﺭﺍﺕ ﮐﺎ ﻟﺒﺎﺩﮦ ﺑﮭﯽ ﭼﺎﮎ ﮨﻮ ﮔﯿﺎ ﺁﺧﺮ، ﺧﺎﮎ ﮨﻮ ﮔﯿﺎ ﺁﺧﺮ ﺍﮊﺩﮨﺎﻡ ِﺍﻧﺴﺎﮞ ﺳﮯ ﻓﺮﺩ ﮐﯽ ﻧﻮﺍ ﺁﺋﯽ ﺫﺍﺕ ﮐﯽ ﺻﺪﺍ ﺁﺋﯽ ﺭﺍﮦِ ﺷﻮﻕ ﻣﯿﮟ ﺟﯿﺴﮯ، ﺭﺍﮨﺮﻭ ﮐﺎ ﺧﻮﮞﻟﭙﮑﮯ ﺍﮎ ﻧﯿﺎ ﺟﻨﻮﮞ ﻟﭙﮑﮯ! ﺁﺩﻣﯽ ﭼﮭﻠﮏ ﺍﭨّﮭﮯ ﺁﺩﻣﯽ ﮨﻨﺴﮯ ﺩﯾﮑﮭﻮ، ﺷﮩﺮ ﭘﮭﺮ ﺑﺴﮯﺩﯾﮑﮭﻮ ﺗﻢ ﺍﺑﮭﯽ ﺳﮯ ﮈﺭﺗﮯ ﮨﻮ؟ ﻥ ﻡ ﺭﺍﺷﺪ