Rishte or Raste Mohabbat ke Do pehlu hain,

Rishte or Raste Mohabbat ke Do pehlu hain,
Rishte or Raste Mohabbat ke Do pehlu hain,

Kbi Kbi Rishte Nibhate Nibhate Raste kho Jate hain,

or

Kbi Kbi Raston me Chalte Chalte Rishte bn jate hain
  

Jun, 01 2010     159 chars (1 sms)     5997 views       Urdu Poetry

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Mohabt woh ho, jo jan ki dhop ho

FEB- ki barish ho

MAR- ki sham ho

APR- ki hawa ho

MAY- ki subah ho

JUN- ki chawon ho

JUL- ki khushbo ho

AUG- ki taron bhari rat ho

SEP- ki chandin ho,

OCT- ki rim-jhim ho,

NOV- ki bahar ho

DEC- ki sard raat main meiry sard hath hon,

or aap k liye dua ho,

Always b happy
Jisne Shaoor Dia Mujhe Muskurane Ka
Usey Shouq Hai Ab Mujhe Shab-O-Roz Rulane Ka
Jo Lehron Se Cheen Ker Laya Tha Kinare Per
Muntazir Hai Ab Wohi Mere Doob Jane Ka
Mere Paas Waqt Nahi Hai
“Un Logo Se Nafrat Krne Ka Jo Mujhse Nafrat Krte Hai”
Q k,
Main Masroof Hun Un Logo Me “Jo Mujh se mohabbat Krty Hain”,.
Tum jabse ay iho zindgi me

maine jina sikh liya,

sapno ko haqiqat mai badalna sikh liya.

Tere pyar ka nasha hai jaan,

ki maine khudko badal diya
Ab Ki Bar Khud usey azad Kr K Dekta Hon
Mujse Juda Ho Kr Wo Kidhar Jata Hai
Mere Muqaddar Mein Hai Jane Aisa Kya
Jis Shaks Ko B Chahta Hon Wo Bichar Jata
MANZILAIN BHI USKI THI,
RASTA BHI USKA THA.
EK MAIN AKELI THI, KAFILA BHI USKA THA..
SATH-SATH CHALNE KI SOCH BHI USKA THA,
PHIR RAASTA BADALNE KA FAISLA BHI USKA THA...
AAJ KYUN AKELI HOON, DIL SAWAL KARTA HAI,
LOG TO USKE THE, KYA KHUDA BHI USKA THA....
zikar bewafaon ka raat tha sare mahfil.
jhuk gaya humra sir jub tumhra naam aya.
Wo Samne Aye To Nazron Ko Jhukaa Loon Ga
Dekhoon Ga Nahi Phir Bhi Tasweer Bana Loon Ga

Aana Ho To Aa Jao Ruswayee Nahi Hogi
Dekhega Nahi Koi Palkon Mai Chupa Loon Ga

Jo Hum Per Guzarni Hai Ek Bar Guzar Jaye
Her Gham Ki Tarha Tujh Ko Seene Se Laga Loon Ga

Weeran Agar Dil Ho Aankhon Mai Andhera Ho
Yaadon Ke Diye Apni Palkon Mai Saja Loon Ga

Manzoor Agar Hogi Ruswayi Teri Mujh Ko
Mai Beth Ke Sahil Se Toofaan Utha Loon Ga

Naraz Agar Wo Hain Mere Nasheman Se
Mai Apne Nasheman Ke Tinkon Ko Hata Loon Ga

Kyun Mujh Se Khafa Ho Ker Wo Door Gaye
Baanhon Mai Wo Aa Jayaen Mai Un Ko Mana Loon Ga
Marnay k bad meri ye kahani likhna
Kese hui Barbad meri ye Jawani likhna
Ye likhna usay Intizar bahot tha kisi ka
Aakhri saans ki kesay hui Rawani likhna
Jo Qasmain khai thi us ne Piyar me
Un Qasmon ki kya hui us per Mehrbani likhna
Shaam Tak Subha ki Nazron se Utar Jaatay Hain
itnay samjhoto pe jeetay Hain ke Mar jaatay Hain

Hum to Be Naam iraadon ke Musaafir Hain "Tanha"
Kuch Pata Ho to Batayen kidhar Jaatay Hain

Ghar ki Girti Hui deevarain Hi Mujh se Achi
Raasta Chaltay Hue Log Thahar Jaatay Hain

Ek judai ka wo Lamha ke jo Marta Hi Nahi
Log Kahtay thay Sab WaQt Guzar Jaatay Hain

Phir Wahi Talkhi-e-Haalat MuQaddar Thahri
Nashe Kaise bhi Hoon Kuch Din Main Utar Jaatay Hain
Kuch apni fiker na apna khayal karta hoon
Tu kya yai kam hai teri dekh bhaal karta hoon


Meri jaga per koi aur ho tu cheekh uthe
Mein apne aap se itne sawaal karta hoon


Ager malaal kisi ko nahi mera na sahi
Mein khud bhi konsa apna malaal karta hoon


Yai chand aur sitare rafeeq hain meray
Mein roz unn se bayaan apna haal karta hoon


Tumhari yaad bhi aati hai abb mujhe kam kam
Tumhara ziker bhi abb khaal khaal karta hoon
Mohabat k Talash me Pyar Na Mila,

Dubti Hui Naav Ko Kinara Na Mila.

Kuch Log Thode Achhe Zarur Lage,

Magar Tumse Achha Koi Yaar Na Mila.