Is raat ki tanhai

Is raat ki tanhai
Is raat ki tanhai k
Sb rang badal gae hain!,
chaand nikla hai waise hi...!
Andhere badal gae hain,
manzilen to ab b whi hain.
Kuch raaste badal gae hain,
jin pe kia tha bharosa hm ne...
Wo log hm say bichar gae hain,
dekhe the jo kbi hm ne...
Wo khwab badal gae hain,
jo bane the kbi hamsafar...
Aj whi mukar gae hain
Is tote dil k sare
Jazbat badal gae hain.
Na badle kbi hm...
Na hmare khayalat...
Bus shikwa hai yhi."KUCH LOG" badal gae hain!..
  

Jun, 04 2010     464 chars (3 sms)     28426 views       Urdu Poetry

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Pyar se pyari koi majburi nahi hoti, Kami apno ki kabhi puri nahi hoti,Dilon ka juda hona ek alag baat hai, nazron se dur hona koi duri nahi hoti
Na Janay Kub Say Ho Gay Itnay Shiddat Psand Hum Ali.



Jab Tk Zakham Na Khayain Tassali Nehi Hoti.
Hazron mashghalay hain jo mjhay masroof rakhtay hain,
Magar Mohsin wo esa hai k phir bhi yad ata hai.
Mujh Se Bichar K Rona Mat.
.Dekho Udas Hona Mat.
..Apne Rangeen Aanchal Ko
...Ashkon Se Bhigona Mat
...Phool, Kitaaben Or Khatoot
...Meri Cheezain Khona Mat..
..Apne Dil Ko Samjha Lena...
.Phir Se Tanha Hona Mat
Meri aankhon mein ansooun ko rehne ki adat si ho gayi hai
Ae Khuda ! tarap utha hun mein ab to is nadi ko thehra do
Pyaar ne apna hunar dikhaya bhi bahut,
ja-ja ke humne unhe manaya bhi bahut,
sach pucho to pyaara bhi bahut lagta hai wo shaqs,
jis ne dil dukhaya hai bahut..
apnay haathoon se yun chehare ko chupaate kion ho
mujh se sharmaate ho to saamane aate kion ho

tum kabhii merii tarah kar bhii lo iqaraar-e-vafaa

piyar karate ho to phir piyar chupaate kion ho

ashk aunkhoon main merii dekh ke rote kion ho

dil bhar aataa hai to phir dil ko dukhaate kion ho

in se vaabastaa hai jab meraa muqaddar phir tum

mere shaanoon se ye zulf hataate kion ho

roz mar mar ke mujhe jeene ko kahte kion ho

milane aate ho to phir laut ke jaate kion ho
Kaanch ka tohfa na dena kabhi,

Ruth k log tod diya karte hai,

Jo bahut ache ho unse pyar na karna,

Aksar ache log hi dil tod
diya karte.......;->
itney mukhlas B nA Ho k pachtAnA ParhAy



kuch Log iklAAs ko B thukrA DaitAy Hain.
Dasht-E-Ghurbat main


jis pairh Ne,



mere Tnha Musafir Ki khatir,


Ghani Chaon Phailai hY,

Us ki Shaadabion k Liye

Meri sb Unglian

Hawa main

Dua Likh rahi Hain.
Kahan DekhA kis ne Ujharti Kismat ko,


mere Shauk ko Na Is Tarah Himat Do,


meri Hr Veerani Main,main Ek Khushbo Hoon,


Ye Bas mera sarmAYa hY,
Yeh kisi KO mat Do.
Purani jeans aur guitar …… Mohalle ki vo chhat …. Aur mere yaar
Vo raaton ko jaagna … Subah ghar jaan … Kood ke deewar
Vo cigaretee peena … Gali mein jaake .. Wo karna daanton ko
Ghadi ghadi saaf
Pahunchna college hamesha late ….Vo kehna sir ka “Get out from the class!”
Vo bahar jaake hamsha kehna …Yahan ka system …Hi hai kharaab