Toot Jata Hai Garibi Mein

Toot Jata Hai Garibi Mein
Toot Jata Hai Garibi Mein
Aksar Wo Rishta

Jo Aksar Khaas Hota Hai

Paraye Bhi Apne Ho Jate Hai

Jab Paisa Paas Hota He
  

May, 28 2010     127 chars (1 sms)     15123 views       Urdu Poetry

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Apni Takhleeq Se Wo
Khud Ko Ayaa''n Krta Hy

Us Ki Qudart a Ishara
Hy Tumhara Cheh
Ye Dil Ki Baat Nahi Kisi kO Batane Ki

Azal Se hi reet Hai Jug Se Isay Chupaane Ki

Bohat Sehel Hai Wada Wafa Ka Ker Lena

Zara C Daal Lo Aadat Isay Nibhane Ki

Samait Sakte ho Jeet Kab Apni Muthi Main

Humain Tou Pehle Hi Aadat Hai Haar Jane Ki

Humain Khanar Thi kisi Roz Chorh Jao Ge

Nahi Hai Zarurat Tum Ko Kisi Bahane Ki
ye kis mukaAm pe laii hai merii tanhai mujhe

k mujhse Aaj koi badgumaAn nahi hota...!
jab wo tumhri mohabbat hay
tu main q noor-e- nazar tha

jab wo tumhri shar-e-kay
tu main q hamsafar tha

jab wo tumhri raazdan hay
tu main q hamraz tha

jab wo tumhri jan hay
tu main q jana-e- jana tha
Sab se chupa ker dard jo wo muskara dia,
Uski hansi ne tu aaj mujh ko rula dia.

Lehjay se uth rahi thi har ik dard ki dastan
Chehra bata raha tha sub kuch ganwa dia,

Awaz mein thehrao tha ankhon mein nami thi
Aur keh raha tha k mein ne sab kuch bhula diya,

Janay kia usko mukh se thein shikayatein
Tanhaiyon k dais mein khud ko basa dia,

Khud bhi woh hum say bichar k adhora sa ho gaya
Muj ko bhi itnay logoon mein tanha bana dia.....
Gham me hasne walo ko kabhi rulaya nahi jata,
lehro se pani ko hataya nahi jata,
hone wale ho jate hain khudhi dil se apne,
kisi ko kehkar apna banaya nahi jata
madad q mangte ho''Ghalib''auron k darbar se,,,

wo konsa kaam hai jo hota nahi tere PARWARDIGAR se....
Meray hatho ko oskay hatho ki esi adat thi, Wasi


Meray hath kisi or k choonay ko rzaa-mnd na thay.
waqt jab humein kareeb laya,
tab pyaar ne apna beej boya.
waqt woh bhi kya haseen tha,
jab dil humne khoya thaa.
najar ne jamm yun peelaya tha,
ki nashein main jhuma saara jahan thaa.
pyaar humein kareeb yun laya ki,
har sapne ko aashiyan mil gaya.
jeevan humhara naam tumhare ho gaya,
aur saath pheeron ne indradhanush ke raangon se isse bhar diya.
Mere Hathon Ki Lakeeroon ma Ya Aib Chupa Hai, Mohsin...!

K Jis Cheez Ko Cholun Wo Mere Nahi Rehti...!
Ye wafa ka silaa hai to koi baat nahi,
Ye dard apno ne diya hai to koi baat nahi,
Yehi bahut hai ki woh dekh rahe hai kinare se,
Hum doob bhi rahe hai to koi baat nahi
Ab mujhe aayaa samajh gham hai mera unki khushi
Muskuraa kar ham tabhi phir Zakhm khane aa gaye

Laakh chaaha hamne rukh yaado se teri modana
Phir bite berah’m lamhe dil dukhaane aa gayee