main kis terha zikar k

main kis terha zikar k
main kis terha zikar karo us muhbat ka.

jo meri maa ne mujh se bachpan main ki thi.
  

May, 29 2010     87 chars (1 sms)     2638 views       Urdu Poetry

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Us Se Kehna Hum Mazay Main Hain

Bas Yaadain Bohat Stati Hain

Un Ki Duuri Ka Gham Nahi Mujhe

Bas Zara Aankhain Bheeg Jati Hain
Ranjish To hoti hY Rabt_0_mraasim mAin MaGar

Tujh Se Ye kis ne kaha Tha k Mujhe Tanha kr dAy
Gham-E-Zendagi Teri Raha Mein
Shab-E-Arzo Teri Chaha Mein

Ju Ujar Gia Wo Basa Nahi
Ju Bichar Gia Wo Mila Nahi
chalo aj tum ko aik talak haqeeqat b bata daytay hain
jis ko aksar yah log dilo ma chuhpa laytay hain

tunay aksar irtay huay pato ko dakha ho ga
apni her sans wo tahni per ganwa daytay hain
kitna khuub sajatay hain baharo ma shajar ko
or khari dhoop ma apna app jala daytay hain
kitnay bayraham shajar hain nayee pato ki khusi ma
puranay patoo ko khiza ma geera daytay hain
hum nay b dakain hain iss jahan ma kahyee
jin ko un paton ki terha log dagha daytay hain
Naa Jaane Kyn nazar Lagi Zamane Ki,
Ab Wajah Milti Nhi Muskurane Ki

Tumhara Gussa Hona To Jayaz Tha,
Humari Aadat Chut Gayi Manane Ki.
Mujhe MUSALMAN se kafir bna kr faqat itna kaha...

Tum to deen se wafa na kr sakaY hum se kYa kro gaY...
Dard Dil Main Utaar Leta Hoon
Tere Gham Ko Sanwaar Leta Hoon

Hadh Se Barh Jaye Jab Ye Betaabi
Naam Tera Pukaar Leta Hoon

Jeeney Marne Ka Lutf Kia Kehne
Ye Maza Bar Bar Leta Hoon

Waqt Muskil Ho Jitna Bhi Mujh Par
Main Tou Hans Hans K Guzaar Leta Hoon

Baant Ker Chaaon Apni Basti Main
Dhoop Khud Par Sahar Leta Hoon

Jo Mitaye Na Mit Sakain
Zakhm Wo Yaadgaar Leta Hoon
Hum Dard ke Maron ka,
Hum Dard ke Maron ka,
Itnaa Hi Fasanaa Hai
Peene ko Sharab-e-Ghum,
Dil Ghum ka Nishanaa Hai

Dil Ek Khilauna Hai,
Taqdeer ke Hathho mein
Marne ki Tamanna Hai,
Jeene ka Bahanaa Hai

Deten Hai Duwaaen Hum,
Duniya ki Jafaaon ko
Kyoon Oonko Bhulayen Hum,
Ab Khud ko Bhulanaa Hai

Hans Hans ke Baharen To,
Shabnam ko Rulaati Hai
Aaj Apni Muhobbat par,
Dariyaa ko Rulanaa Hai
Kal jis k hath main dikha tha ek phool. Aj wohi hath main khanjar lye huwye hain.
Shayad Ye SACH Hy

K Bicharne Se Koi Marta Nhi

Lekin Ek Din

Maine Phool Ki Tehni Ko Juda Kia Tou

Phool Chand Saanio''n Main Murjha Kar Dum Tor Gya

Tab Maine Jana K Agar Jazbe Sache-o-Belaus Hon Tou

Bicherne Se Koi Bhi Marr Sakta Hy. . .
Nazro Ko Nazaaro Ki Kami Nhi Hoti,

Fulo Ko Baharo Ki Kami nhi Hoti.

Fir Q Hme Yaad Karoge Aap,

Aap To Aasman Ho,

Or Asman Ko to Sitaro Ki Kami Nhi Hoti.
Wo shakhs meri jaan bana rehta hai.

Uska payar meri pehchaan bana rehta hai.

Koi muntzir hai uska kitni shiddat se,

Wo janta hai magar anjaan bana rehta hai.