Bhula Dena Use Jo rula

Bhula Dena Use Jo rula
Bhula Dena Use Jo rula Jaye,

Yaad Rakhna use Jo nibha Jaye.

Vaade Aapse karenge bahut Log,

Magar Apne Dil ki baat kehna use,

Jiske Bina ek pal na Jiya Jaye.
  

Jun, 02 2010     168 chars (2 sms)     7354 views       Urdu Poetry

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Gunah karke saza se darte hain,
Pee ke Zeher dawa se darte hain,
dushmano ke sitam ka khauff nahi humko,
Hum to doston ki bewafai se darte hain.
Di£ k Zakhmo kO uNSE cHUPANA pARA pALKE bHIGI tHI pAR mUSKARANA pARA kAISE uLTE hAIN mUHABBAT k ye rIWAJ,rOOTHNA cHAHTE tHE pAR uNKO mANANA pARA
wo Aaj Bhi rail main Baithi shishak rahi Hogee,







maiN Haath Apna hawa mAin Hilakar Laut Aya
Ab is se bhar k bhalan kia ho ehtiyaat-e-wafa,
Mai tere shehr se guzron, tujhe khaber na karon!

Wo aik pal ko dikhayai to de kahin Mohsin,
Mai jaan ganva ke bhi us pal ko mukhtasir na karoN!
Tere khushboo main basay Khat main jalaataa kaise
Piyaar main doobe huwe Khat main jalaataa kaise


Jin ko duniyaa kii nigaahon se chhupaaye rakhaa
Jin ko ik umr kaleje se lagaaye rakhaa



Saalahaa-saal mere naam baraabar likhe
Kabhii din main to kabhii raat main uthakar likhe


Piyaar main Doobe huwe Khat main jalaata kaise
Tere haathon ke likhe Khat main jalaata kaise
mairee jaan theek kaihtee hoo
hamari is mohabbat ka bhala kya faida hoga
hamaray darmyaan ju doriyan hain
kum nahe hongi
kubhe barish kai mosam main
humaisha sath raihnay kee
ju khowahish dil main jagi thi
ju spnay humnay daikhay thy
wo sapnay tot jaeingay
mairee jaaan theek kaihte ho
moqader kai likhay ko he ager tasleem kerna hay
tu phir issi mohabbat ka
koi bhe faida kaisa?
mugar is ko ager chaho
tu mairee baybassi kaih lo
"" mujhay tumsay muhabbat hay ""
"" mujhay tumsay muhabbat hay ""
Pyar ka pehla khat likhna mai waqt toh laghta hai

naye pariendo ko udne main waqt toh lagta hai

jism ki baat nahi thi unke dil tak jana tha

lambi dori tayen karne mein waqt toh laght hai
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
To Achieve Something We've To Cross 3 Stages...

1. Insult...

2. Opposition...
...
3. Acceptance...

Fools Stop At The 1st..

Losers Stop At The 2nd..

WINNERS Cross The 3rd...
mery kufr-e-mohabat pay na kar tanqeed ay saaqi..

koi to bat dekhi thi,k sajda kar liya hum ne...
Aap Ko Chaah Kar Kuch Na Chaaha Kabhi,


Meri Chaahat Ka Kuch To Silaa Dijiye,


Phool Murjhaa Gaye Aap Ki Chaah Mein,


Muskura Kar Unhein Phir Khilaa Dijiye.
Wo the pehlu mai,or the chandni raat
Hamari Zindagi thi bas wohi chandni raat

Ajab chasmak zani thi wisal ki raat
Nazar inki thi or taroon bhari raat

Nigah-e-mast inki k rahe hai
Kahen hoti rahe hai saqi gari raat

Abas hai wada-e-farda tumhara
Mariz ishq ki hai akhri raat

Kisi ne wada-e-farda kia hai
Hume mar kar basar karni pari raat

Tabassum se kisi k ban gaye thi
Meri khilwat sarapa CHANDNI RAAT!!!!!!!!!!!!!