Badalti Rutt Ki Wajah

Badalti Rutt Ki Wajah
Badalti Rutt Ki Wajah Se, Zra Bojhal Tabiyat Hay

Yun Mera Haal Mat Poocho, Main Uss Ko Bhool Kar Khush Hoon
  

May, 13 2014     108 chars (1 sms)     5116 views       Urdu Poetry

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Tujhe waqt ho tu ye bazi khel k dekh ly

Hai ajeeb nasha muhabbaton main shikast ka.....
Kahin tum bhi na ban jana mazmiin kisi kitaab ka

....."Qanwal".....

LOg baray shoq say parthay hain kahaniyan be'wafaon ki
aaj barish ka jo imkaan hai dil ye kahta hai.

yaad kar k wo mujhy roya ho ga kahain phir.
dilon se khelne ka hunar humain ata nahi isi liay ishq ki bazi hum har gaye meri zindgi se shayad unhain bahut payar tha isi liay muje zinda hi maar gaye .
lamhe yeh suhane sath ho na ho.
kal me ajj jesi koi baat ho na ho.
apka piyar hamesha is dil me rehey ga
chahe pure umar mulakat ho na ho
neend ko aankhain krib hone nhe deti.

achi hai uski yaad jo sone nhe deti.
Hr Adawat pe Mohabat ko Saja Kar Milna,
Rasm-e-Duniya hai Haqeeqat ko Chupa kAr Milna,
Jis ka Kirdaar hai Sitaron ki Tarha Roshan,
Kitna Dushwar hai ja kar us Shaks say Milna,
Tum Mohabat ko Bhi Fareb Samajhtay ho Faraz,
Us ki Ada Hai Jab Bhi Milna Nigahon ko Jhoka k Milna.
Mohabbaton mien hawas k aseer hum bhi nahi...
Galat na jaan itney haqeer hum bhi nahi...

Nahi hai tu bhi qayyamat ki tand-o-tez hawa...
Kisi k naqsh-e-qadam ki lakeer hum bhi nahi...

Karam ki bheek na de tu aapna takht bakht sambhal...
Zaroratoon ka khuda tu,to faqeer hum bhi nahi...

Humien mitta de humari aana ko qatal na ker...
K be-zaraar he sahi be-zameer hum bhi nahi...
Jane kya mujhse zamana chahta hai,
mere dil ko tod kar muskarana chahta hai,
jane kya baat jhalkti hai mere chehre se,
k har shks mujhe aazmana chahta hai
sAb K Honton Pe Tabassum tha Meray Qatl k Baad




Jane kiya SOCH K rota raha Qatil merA.
KHUD KO MUJH SE JUDA KIA US NE.
JO NA KARNA THA WO KIA US NE.


YAD KARNE SE BHI NA YAAD AAOON.
AISAY MUJH KO BHULA DIA US NE.


TUM TO BAS WAQT KI ZARRORAT HO.
MUJH KO AAKHIR BATA DIA US NE.


KHUD SE NAZREEN NAHEE MILA SAKTA
ITNA NEECHE GIRA DIA US NE.


APNE HAATHOON SE KHUD HI LIKH KE MUJHEY.
JANE PHIR KIOON MITA DIA US NE . . .
tu nay mujh say poocha hay, kay mein kesay rehta hon
yeh jo jalta dard sa hay, kesay usko sehta hon
sham dhalay dehleez pay bethay, kya tujhko ab bhi sochta hon
jab yad bikharnay lagti hay
aur sans attuknay lagti hay
jab sooraj gumm ho jata hay
aur chand bhi jalnay lagta hay
tu khud say poochnay lagta hon
yeh mein kesay rehta hon, dard ko kesay sehta hon.
mein kuch easay rehta hon