Aasoo Aa Jate Hain Ankhon

Aasoo Aa Jate Hain Ankhon
Aasoo Aa Jate Hain Ankhon Me Rone Se Pehle
Her Khwab Toot Jate Hain Sone Se Pehle
Ishq Hai Gunah Ye To Samajh Gaye
Kaash Koi Rok Leta Ye Gunah Hone Se Pehle
  

Jun, 04 2010     160 chars (1 sms)     2950 views       Urdu Poetry

more Urdu Poetry SMS Messages

bakhsha hai thokroon nay sanbhalnay ka husla,

har hadsa khayal ko gehrai day gaya..
Roh ko hijr k kaanton sY guzaarY To sahi,


Dil koi GehrY Samandar main UtaarY To sahi,

Phir main ek Hansti hoi Subah laa kr don,

Raat wo merY Lye ro kr GuzaarY To sahi.
Kuch Is Trah Se Usy Pyar Krna Parta Hy
K
Apny Pyar Se Inkar Krna Parta Hy
Kbhi Kbhi To Wo Itna Qareeb Hota He
K
Apne Aap Ko Dewaar Krna Prhta Hy
Khuda Ne Usko Ataa Ki He Wo Maseehaie
K
Khud Ko Jaan K Bemaar Krna Parta Hai,
Wafa Ki Raah Me Dushwariya To Aati Hain
Wafa Ki Raah Ko Hamwaar Krna Prhta Hy
Wo Hath Rakh K Mere Dil Pe Jab Pochta He
To Mjhko Dard Se Inkar Krna Parta Hy... /
Apnay mizaj se main ! khoob waqif hön MOHSIN''


Thoray logon se milta hun magr mukhlis ho kr. . .
Mere Hathon Ki Lakeeroon ma Ya Aib Chupa Hai, Mohsin...!

K Jis Cheez Ko Cholun Wo Mere Nahi Rehti...!
Mere Wajud Mein Wafa Ki Roshni Utaar De
Phir Itna Pyar De,Mjhe Chahto Mein Maar De

Bohut Udas Thi Uth K Tere Pas Aa Gaye
Kuch Aisi Baat Kr Jo Dil Ko Qarar De
Ab Kya Likhain Kaghaz Pr?

Ab Likhne Ko Kya Baqi Hai!

Ek Dil Tha Wo Tot Gya

Ab Totne Ko Kya Baqi Hai?

Ek Shakhs Ko Hm Ne Chaha Tha

Ek Rait Pe Naqsh Banaya Tha

Wo Rait To Kb Ki Bikhr Gae

Wo Naqsh Kahan Ab Baqi Hai?

Hm Jinko Apni Nzmo Ka

Unwan Banaya Krte The

Lafzo Ka Bana K Taj Mehal

Kaghaz Pr Sajaya Krte The

Wo Hm Ko Akela Chor Gaya

Sub Rishto Se Mun Mor Gya!

Ab Raaste Sare Soone Hain

Wo Pyar Kahan Ab Baqi Hai?

Ab Kya Likhain Hm Kaghaz Per?
Ab likhne ko kia baqi hai...!
kuchh beete hue lamho se mulakat hui kuchh tute hue sapno se baat hui yaad jo karne baithe un tamam yado ko to apki hi yaado se shuruat hui
un ankhon mai bhi halki si nami rehti hai...

baat krte hain jo aurun ko hansaney k liye..
Chora Hai Mere Yaar Ne Mujhe Bhi
Is Ka Matlab Yeh Nahi Ke Hasna Chor Doon
Loota Hai Duniya Ne Mujhe Bhi
Is Ka Matlab Yeh Nahi Ke Jeena Chor Doon
Thukraya Hai Apnon Ne Mujhe Bhi
Is Ka Matlab Ye Nahi Ke Chahna Chor Doon
kabhi kabhi kuch sun ne ko dil karta hai
kabhi kabhi kuch samjhne ko dil karta hai
jeene nahi deti ye waqt ki dheemi raftar
har waqt aapse milne ko dil karta hai
Teray Honton K Taqadus Ka Khayal Aata Hai Faraz

Warna Pholon Ko Tu Hum Choom Lia Kartay Hain