Sabarnama is the soul of Saiyam urf Sabr, reflecting love, longing and patience, where every lafz breathes emotions lift unspoken. Sabr is not just a word; it is Saiyam’s poetic self, a listener, within his sher, a voice that speaks in silence, Sabr is the Shaa’ir (Shayar), the lover, the dreamer – all at once. Andaz-e-sabr explains these two terms metaphorically- Chand- the beloved and phool – Paighaam- e – mohabbat.
tu zehar deta,
gawaara hota mujhe,
bas teri ye muddaton ki ghadiyan mujhe reza reza mar rahi hain,
hairat zadah hum yu hain ke tujhe khabar hi nahi.
Bas muntazir hun mai ek mehfil ka,
jisme arzana ye diwaarein karein
or aakhiri qadardaan mai banu.
Najaane ye haseen parda kitni daraarein chupaye baitha hai
lehar hui thi ruswa us samandar se,
jab aai kinare to mehboob ki mohabbat ne phirse apna bana liya
beeti raat tera zikar kiya tha maine behti hawa se,
kasm-e-ishq
subha tak mere shehar ki galiyon mein teri khushboo phail gayi
ab to utar ae chand falak mein,
muntazir ye diwarein hamare makaan ki ab girne lagi hain.