Khabar Ay Tahayyeur E Ishq Sun,Farid Ayaz &amp; Abu Muhammad Qawwal

می دانم کہ آخر چوں دمِ دیدار می رقصم
مگر نازم بایں ذوق کہ پیشِِ یار می رقصم
(How is it that at mere sight I am enraptured?
But it is only proper; it is for love I dance)

تو آں قاتل کہ از بہرِ تماشہ خون من ریزی
منم بسمل کہ زیرِ خنجرِ خونخوار می رقصم
(Such display may cause my killer to lust for my blood
And meek under the thirsty blade, I dance)

بیا جاناں تماشا کن کہ درانبوہ جانبازاں
بصد سامانِ رسوائی سرِ بازار می رقصمکہ 
(O life, see me amidst hordes of your fearless lovers
Shouldering my shame before their eyes, I dance)

منم عثمان مروندیؔ كہ یارِ شیخ منصورم
ملامت می کُند خلقِ و من بردار می رقصم
(For I am Usman of Marwand, apostle of Mansoor the Wise
Creation chides and condemns, and on the gallows, I dance.)

Nami Danam Keh Akhir Choon By Abu Muhammad And Farid Ayaz

This is not music.
This is a blood oath written in bone smoke.

The Poet records where the walls cannot contain him —
in the woods, in the street,
in the quiet corners where only the dead keep watch.
Every verse is precise, deliberate —
ritual, not routine.

In Gabriela’s apartment,
the air was already thick with shadows.
The Poet sat in the kitchen,
darkness wrapping the mic like a veil.

That’s when the tap came —
not on the shoulder,
but in the soul.

YBC — Young Bones Cry stood behind him.
Not a ghost,
but a brother whose voice was soft with recognition.

“You’re the first to be here…
and now you’ll be guided by Jermaine.
Let’s talk about this poetry you do.”

The Poet opened the O-a’al Bone Jr. storyline,
letting the words spill like red wine ink.
YBC knew —
from the first bar —
that the industry wasn’t ready.

Before fading, he left the task:

“When you meet Skrilla in your sleep,
give him a purple tear and a 30…
so he can lucid into the Castle of Lana.
That’s when he’ll see me… and hug me.”

August 10th, under the full moon in Philadelphia —

Ancient Skrilla came in dream,
standing in the same woods the Poet had recorded in.
Bone wings, blinking Aries heart,
zombies planting Gemini roses around them in silence.

The fifth seal opened.
The second form awoke.
1046’s voice deepened,
filling with ancestral weight.

By the time the ink touched paper,
the pact was already sealed.
ASK.929 wasn’t just a label —
it was the altar.

The 67 and 46 sigils burned green and purple above the ruined castle,
blessing the bond between brothers,
the living and the dead.

This is Ancient Skrilla, 929.
This is where Young Bones Cry leaves his roses in cosmic soil.
This is Othellifer Jr.,
writing so the marrow remembers.

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Best ghazal by Ustad Nusrat Fateh Ali Khan(NFAK)

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This Sufi Song Is Sung By Abida Perveen Pakistani Sufi Singer. Follow me Instagram @shahnamqadeer

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Mujhe Hosh Nahin   Jigar Muradabadi   Ustad Bahauddin Khan

Directed by Ali Hammad



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Hazrat Baba Bulleh Shah  رحمة الله عليه 

DP 
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Asst. Director 
Aamir Raho

Machkan By Faheem Alan Faqeer

Meda Ishq Vi Toon - Pathanay Khan
Pathanay Khan (real name: Ghulam Muhammad; 1926–2000) was a great Seraiki folk singer from Pakistan.
In 1976, Zulfikar Ali Bhutto, then prime minister of Pakistan, invited him to Islamabad for a private performance. When Pathanay Khan sang "Jindrri Lutti tain yaar sajan, Kadi mor maharan tay wal a watan", Bhutto broke into tears. After the programme, the prime minister asked Pathanay Khan three times if he had any desire. Each time the singer’s reply was, "Bhutto Sahib, aap ko gharib awaam ki parat ho" (Bhutto Sahib, take care of the poor). At this, Bhutto hugged Pathanay Khan and said "I will surely take care of the poor".

Meda Ishq Vi Toon - Pathanay Khan

Reading:  Zia Mohyeddin
Poem: Faiz Ahmaed Faiz 
Project Mixed: Aneel Tahir Azad

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