Kabhi Arsh Per

Kabhi Arsh Per
Kabhi Arsh Per Kabhi Farsh
Kabhi Un K Dar Kabhi Darbadar
Gham-E-Aashiqi Tera Shukriya
Main Kahan Kahan Se Guzar Gye
  

Feb, 10 2015     115 chars (1 sms)     11521 views       Sad

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mErE sAtH hOtA tHa UjAlA JiNkA
uNhE aAj MeRe AnDhErO kI fIkR hi nHi

ThAaM kE HaTh ChAlTe ThE hUm RaAhOn MaIn
ChHoRA to Ek BaAr PeEcHe MuDKaR dEkHa BhI Ni
*. . .Kis Tarah Samjhaun Yeh Baat Ahl-E-Duniya Ko. .? ?

mOhS!n

Teri Talaash Ko Yeh Duniya Awaargi Samajh Bethi. . .*
Beginnings are scary.
Endings are usually sad,
but it’s the middle
that counts the most.
aKser ChAnd Sitary MuJ sAy PoCha KerTay
aKser ChAnd Sitary MuJ sAy PoCha KerTay Hain
Kay ,
Kya aj bhi tumay intezar hai
Aus kay lot anay ka
Or mera Dil ,
Her bar muskara ker kha deta hai

Mujay to aj bhi yaqqen he neahi hwa aus kay janay ka
Sab K Hote Hue Bhi Tanhai Milti Hai

Yaado Mein Bhi Ghum Ki Parchai Milti Hai

Jitni Bhi Dua Karte Hain Kisi Ko Panay Ki

Utni Hi Ziyada Un Se Bewafai Milti Hai
yeh duniya hai yahan pey yeh tamasha ho b sakta hai
abhi tu gham humara hai tumhara ho b sakta hai
Na ye samjo k tum hi akhri uski mohabbat ho
mohabbat juram hai usey dobarra b ho sakta hai
tera milna
bichar jana
bichar k pher mil jana
humesha ki judai ka ishara ho b sakta hai
Tum apny ap ko hrgiz koi ilzam mat dena ye soda hai mohabbat ka khasara ho b sakta haiii
Wen Im Dead
Ur Tears May Flow,
Bt I Wont Know,
Cry 4 Me Now, Instead..
Wen Im Dead,
Ull Send Flowers,
But I Wont See,
Send Dem Now, Instead..
Wen I M Dead,
Ull Say Words Of Praise,But I Wont Hear,
Praise Me Now, Instead..
Wen I M Dead,
U Ll 4get My Faults,
But I Wont Know,
4get Dem Now, INSTEAD...!
*. . .Ajeeb rishtay hein ye chahtoon k beech,

wAs!

Koi kisi ka sab kuch hai aur
koi Kisi ka
'KUCH B Nh. . .*
Beet Gaye Sare Mahine Saal Ke,
Ab Phir Laut Aya Hain December,

Mere Gamo ka mausam Jata Nahi,
Ya Allah Kuch Mujh Par Karam Kar,

Jab bhi uski yaad ati hain Mujhko,
Nahi So Pata Hun Ek Karwat Par,

Ab tu Sardi bhi nahi lagti december main,
Nahi Rakhta main ek bhi Kapda Badan Par,

Allah tu Lauta de phir se wo mahine aur sardiyan,
Ya phir ye Sara Mamla hi Khatam Kar,
matti ke jitne ghar main banata chala gaya
ik shaks khafa ho ke girata chala gaya
woh mujse buhat door door bhagta raha
jitna main uske naaz uthata chala gaya
ik mere waste he osne dard rakhe the
baki to wo har ik ko hasata chala gaya
thi haath main taqat magar dil nahin mana
uske siwa main subko harata chala gaya
dil main oski yaaad ke jitne chiragh the roshan
onko bhi wo sitmgar bhujata chala gaya
Saara din lag jata hai khud ko sametne
mein
.
.
.
. Phir raat ko unki yaadon ki hawa
chalti hai
aur hum phir bikhr kar reh jate hai.
sitara hamari kismat ka us say mila hi nahi
wo kese hota hamara
aisa kabi hva hi nahi
hmne apni hr khushi dusron me bant di
ksi ne hme kya dya
ye kbi socha hi nhi

bato baton m mhbt is qadar brh gyi
use ab bhool jaen kese itna hosla hi nhi
hr ksi ne hume matlab tak pyar kya
koi hamsafar ban kar sath chala hi nhi
hr koi mri chahat ko mazaq smjta rha
dil m he dard ktna koi smja hi nhi