اے رات مجھے ماں کی طرح گود میں لے لے
دن بھر کی مشقت سے بدن ٹوٹ رہا ہے
شاید میں غلط دور میں اترا ہوں زمیں پر
تنویر سپرا
O night, embrace me in your arms like a mother;
because the weariness of the day is breaking down my body.
I might have arrived on this planet at the wrong time.
And everyone is staring at me in amazement
آج بھی سپراؔ اس کی خوشبو مِل مالِک لے جاتا ہے
میں لوہے کی ناف سے پیدا جو کستُوری کرتا ہوں
تنویر سپرا
Translation: Even now, Sipra, the factory owner, enjoys the alluring scent and aroma that emerges from the forge of iron; yet, I am the source of this alluring fragrance through my labor.
Poet Tanvir Sipra wrote about the hardships and suffering that the working class and the poor go through. He himself was a diligent worker from a poor family who was unable to further his education due to financial restrictions. He started writing poetry in 1963 or 1964 and became well-known in Pakistani literary circles for his original, modern poetry that celebrated reality. In 1988, he was presented with the Public Democratic Literary Award by the Pakistani National Book Council. Even now, Tanvir Sipra's voice is seen as essential to any union assembly.
Writing about Tanveer Spara, Ahmed Nadeem Qasmi states, "He himself asserts that the content of his ghazal is dry, the language sour, the phrases sharp, and these verses pass over delicate ears. However, there is no dryness, bitterness, or harshness in it since these 'sensitive ears' are truly used to the tradition of listening. Realities and truths both exist. Usually, truths are sterile, piercing, and colorless. Only in dreams can one find colors and pleasure.
احمد ندیم قاسمی، تنویر سپرا کے بارے میں لکھتے ہیں کہ "وہ خود کہتا ہے کہ اس کی غزل کے مضمون خشک، زبان تلخ اور لفظ کھردرے ہیں اور نازک سماعتوں پر اس کے اشعار بار گذرتے ہیں مگر یہ "نازل سماعتیں" دراصل روایت زد سماعتیں ہیں ورنہ اس کے ہاں خشکی، تلخی اور کھردرا پن نہیں ہے۔ حقیقتیں اور سچائیاں ہیں۔ سچائی عموما خشک، کھردری اور بے رنگ ہوتی ہے۔ رنگین اور شیرینیاں صرف خوابوں میں ہوتی ہیں
