Zara Aagey Chalo Ge Tou Izafa Ilm Mein Hoga

Zara Aagey Chalo Ge Tou Izafa Ilm Mein Hoga
Zara Aagey Chalo Ge Tou Izafa Ilm Mein Hoga

Mohabbat Pehly Pehly Be-zarar Mehsoos Hoti Hy (:
  

May, 28 2010     96 chars (1 sms)     3205 views       Urdu Poetry

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Kuchh adhuri khwahishon ka silsila hai zindagi,
Manzilon se ek musalsal fasala hai zindagi !
Mere darwaze pe dastak de ke chhup Jane ka khel,
Kab talak khelegi eh kya bachpana hai zindagi !
Tere afsane to mai sunta raha Hun baraha,
Naam kya tune kabhi mera suna hai zindagi !
Zinda Hun doston ki duaaon ke bawajud,
Roshan hai kitani tej hawaon is zindagi !
Kab talk pyas k sehara main Jhulaste jayen,
Ab ye baadal jo uthe hain tou Barasate jayen

Kaun batalaye tumhen kaise vo mausam hain k jo,
Mujhse hi duur rahen mujh men hi Basate jayen

Ha`aye kya log ye Aabaad huye hain mujh main,
Pyaar k lafz likhen,Lahaje se Dhasate jayen

Aaiina dekhun tou ik chehare k Be-rang Nuquush,
Ek Nadida sii Zanjiir main kasate jayen

Juzz muhabbat kise Aaya hai muyassar ummiid,
Aisa lamhaa k Jidhr Sadiyon k raste jayen
soocha nahi accha bura dekha suna kuch bhi nahi
manga khuda se raaat din teray siwa kuch bhi nahi

soocha tujhey dekhaa tujhey chaha tujhey pooja tujhey
meri khata meri wafa teri khata kuch bhi nahi

jis per hamari ankh ne mooti bichaye raat bhar
bheja wohi kaghaz usse hum ne likha kuch bhi nahi

ik shaaam ki dehleez per baithe rahay woh dair tak
ankhoon se keen baatain bohat moun sai kaha kuch bhi nahi

ihsaas ki khushboo kaha awaz kai jugnoo kaha
khamoosh yado kai siwa ghar mien raha kuch bhi nahi

do chaar din ki baat hai dil khaak mien mil jaye ga
jub aag per kaghaz rakha baaqi bacha kuch bhi nahi
phirti to ab b hogi tu nangy paao''n.....

tokna kisi ka aksr yaad aata hoga..
Aaj phir dil hai kuch ashar likne ko
Hai woh mere samne mera pyar likne ko
Hai us ka har harf ahsan mujh per
Hai us ka har ahsan ilzam mujh per
Hai us ka har ilzam khawhish meri
Hai har khawhish azmaish meri
Hai woh azmata har mor par mujh ko
Har mor par jata tanha chaor mujh ko
hai Baat mein us ki itni ghahrai
Har ilzam main lagti hai sachai
Mujhse itna rishta banaye rakhna,

meri dosti tum dil mein basaye rakhna.

waqt ko koi bandh nahi sakta,

par is dosti ko palko mein sajaye rakhna. banaye rakhna,

meri dosti tum dil mein basaye rakhna.

waqt ko koi bandh nahi sakta,

par is dosti ko palko mein sajaye rakhna.
Bas Itna Hi Chahna
Mere Baad Meri Ulfat Ko

k Agar Kabhi Main Yaad
Aao''n Tou Khud Se Pyar Krna
Batao kesa lagta hai?

kisi viran rasty py,

kisi anjan rasty py,

kisi ka sath mil jana,

khushi k phool khil jana,

btao kesa lagta hai!

Aur us k baad! phir ek din,

kisi ka u bichar jana,

sbhi rangon ka mit jana,

wo bandh muthi me hathon kee,

faqt kuch rait reh jana...

btao kesa lagta ha.!!
humain to kb se pta tha k tu bewafa ha"sagar"

tujhe chaha is liye k shaiyad teri fitrat badal jaye.
WO DIL KI BATIAN ZAMANAY BHAR KO NA YON SUNATA .. MUJAA BATAATA
WO EK DAFA TU MARI MUHABAT KO AZMATA .. MUJAA BATATA

ZUBAN-E-KHALKAT SA JANAY KIA KIA .. WO MUJ KO BAWAR KARA RAHA HAI
AIK DAFA TU ANNA KI DEWAR GIRATA .. MUJAA BATATA

ZAMANAY WALON KO KIA PARI K SUNAIN HAL-E-DIL SHAKASTAH...
MARI TU ARZO THI.. MUJAA BULATAH.. MUJAA BATATA

MUJAA KHABAR HAI ANDAIRAY USAY CHUPKAY CHUPKAY NIGAL RAHAY HAIN
MAIN US KI RAHON MAIN APNAY DIL KA DIYA JALATAH .. MUJAA BATATA

SITAM KIA HAI MUNEER .. K US NA SHAHAR CHORA HAI KHAMOSHI SA
MAIN US KI KHATIR YA SARI DUNYA BI CHOR JATA .. MUJAA BATATA
Hum Ko Acha Laga

Tera Muskurate hoye aana Hum ko acha laga
Wo Tera Sharam se guzar jana acha laga

Door se Dekhna wo Tera Pass aa ker
Nazrain Jhukana acha laga

Wo jo Barson se Tere Seene mai Qaid hai
Aankhon se batana acha laga

Tera jate waqt Murr ker na dekhna
Phir Qadmon ka Ruk jana acha laga

Tuu Falak ki tarha chaya tha Mujh per
Aaj wo Falak ka Toota Tara acha laga

Suna hai Mohabbat mai hote hain her taraf Andhere
Aaj Duniya ka wo Qaul sacha laga
Aaj Kyun Kisi K Yaad Sone Nahi Deti
Iss Zamane Ki bandish B Rone NAHi deti
Kesi Kashish Hai Teri
Jo Tujhe Mera Aur Mujhe Kisi Aur Ka Hone Nahi Deti