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)     11734 views       Sad

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Roz kehta hon k bhool jaon use
Par Roz ye baat bhool jata hon
Bari anokhi Eid ki Kharidari hai Shehar i Quaid main
Log Ro Ro k kafan khareed rahe hain apne jan-nashino k Lye
My EyEs LiE ...

My SmIlE DeCieVeS ..

NoW nOtHiNG Is LeFt ..

JuSt PaLe AuTuMn LeAvE ...

AnD

My ...
BrOkEn HeArT tHat BlEeDs ....
Kaash bananay walay nay dil kaanch k banayai hotay
Kam say kam tornay walay k haath mein zakham tou ayai hotay
*. . .Ajeeb rishtay hein ye chahtoon k beech,

wAs!

Koi kisi ka sab kuch hai aur
koi Kisi ka
'KUCH B Nh. . .*
Manzelain bhi uski thi, rasta bhi uska tha
Ek mai akela tha qafila bhi us ka tha
Sath sath chalney ki soch bhi uski thi
Phir rasta badalny ka faisla bhi uska tha
Aaj kion akela hon, Dil sawal karta hai
Log tu usi ke tay, kia Khuda bhi uska tha
kitny anmool hoty hain ya mohabbt k risty b
taluq toot b jaye tu chahat pher b rehti hai
Usey Kehna K Mere Marny Par Aansoo na bahay.....!
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K Mujhe Apni Mout Sy Ziada Usky Aanso ka dukh ho ga.
Kabhi shikaston ka dukh uthaye to us say pochon,
Woh meri manind toot jaye to us say pochon,
Usey bhi koi sitara manzil say door kar day,
Usey bhi koi rasta nazer na aey to us say pochon,
Safer main woh bhi kisi karey imtihan say guzrey,
Usay bhi koi yun azmaye to us say pochon,
Meri tarhan din charhey woh bhi soye salik,
Usey bhi raat bher neend na aye to us say pochon.
(GhAzaL)
Fasly To Pyar Ki "Pehchan" Howa Krty Hein

Na Jany Q Log "Preshan" Howa Krty Hein,

Ye Haqeqat Hy K Jahan Toot K Chaha Jaye,

Wahan Bichrny K "Imkan" Howa Krty Hain,

"Muhbt" B Tofan Utha Deti Hai Dil Main,

Phr Rasty Sunsan Howa Krty Hein,

Dil B To Ek Ghr Hai Jo Kbi Bsta Hai

Ujry To Phr Jesy Khali "Makan" Howa Krty Hein

Bhichry Kbi B Lout K Nhi Aaty
.SAQI.

Bas Fqt "Yadon" K Kuch "Nishan" Howa Krty Hein...:
khali hathon ko kabi gor se dekha hai faraz
kis tarha log lakeron se nikal jate hain
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,