Wen Im Dead

Wen Im Dead
Wen Im Dead
Ur Tears May Flow,
Bt I Wont Know,
Cry 4 Me Now, Instead..
Wen Im Dead,
Ull Send Flowers,
But I Wont See,
Send Dem Now, Instead..
Wen I M Dead,
Ull Say Words Of Praise,But I Wont Hear,
Praise Me Now, Instead..
Wen I M Dead,
U Ll 4get My Faults,
But I Wont Know,
4get Dem Now, INSTEAD...!
  

Jun, 09 2010     314 chars (2 sms)     2499 views       Sad

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Mere Qatil Ko Pukaro Kay Main Zinda Hoon Abhi
Phir Say Maqtal Ko Sanwaro Kay Main Zinda Hoon Abhi

Yeh Shab-e-Hijar To Sathi Hai Meri Barsoon Say
Jayo So Jayo Sitaro Kay Main Zinda Hoon Abhi

Yeh Praishan Say Gaisu Daikhay Nahi Jatay
Apni Zulfun Ko Sanwaro Kay Main Zinda Hoon Abhi

Lakh Moujoun Main Ghira Hun, Abi Dooba Tow Nahi
Mujh Ko Sahil Say Pukaro Kay Main Zinda Hoon Abhi

Qabr Say Aaj Bhi ‘Mohsin’ Ki Aati Hai Sada
Tum Kahan Ho Meray Yaroo Kay Main Zinda Hoon Abhi
Sab K Hote Hue Bhi Tanhai Milti Hai

Yaado Mein Bhi Ghum Ki Parchai Milti Hai

Jitni Bhi Dua Karte Hain Kisi Ko Panay Ki

Utni Hi Ziyada Un Se Bewafai Milti Hai
*. . .bohjal c ankhein haseen sa os ka wo chehra,

ehsan os ka tha ya dhoka apni nazron ka. . .*
*. . .ho k insan tu muhbt sy bache ga kese.,

dOsT. . . . . . .*

is khta pe tu frishton ne bhi saza pai hai. . .*
Mujhe apne barbad
Hone ka gum nahi,
Teri barbadi ka suna
Tu bohat roya.

Main ne Har pal har
Su tujhe Yad kia,
Jab Tujhe Apni Yad se
Gaafil paya tu bohat
Roya.

Ye zindagi
Ye Ronaqein
Ye ranjishein,
Jab in Sab me Tujhe
Tanha paya Tu bohat
Roya.

Main ne apne Dil k har
Konay me sirf tujh
ko hi Bsaya,
Tere Dil me Basa jab
Koi Or dekha Tu bohat
Roya.

zafar! Jaanta tha k To
Es k Nasib me nahi
Hai.
Lekin phir B tujhe khuda
Se Baar baar maanga Tu
Bohat Roya.
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Saara din lag jata hai khud ko sametne
mein
.
.
.
. Phir raat ko unki yaadon ki hawa
chalti hai
aur hum phir bikhr kar reh jate hai.
Beginnings are scary.
Endings are usually sad,
but it’s the middle
that counts the most.
zindagi per aik kitab likhon ga
main us me wo saare hisaab likhon ga

hui barbad meri zindagi kese?
Kese bikhre hen mere khawab likhon ga

khud ko kisi tili ka roop de kr
auron ka chehra gulab likhon ga

kisi ko llzam-e-bewafa na donga
bas apni hi qismat kharab likho ga
Ansu na hote to ankhe itni khubsurt
na hoti,
dard na hota to khushi ki keemat na
hoti,
agar mil jata koi chahne se
to dunia mein upparwale ki jarurt na hoti.
sitara hamari kismat ka us say mila hi nahi
wo kese hota hamara
aisa kabi hva hi nahi
hmne apni hr khushi dusron me bant di
ksi ne hme kya dya
ye kbi socha hi nhi

bato baton m mhbt is qadar brh gyi
use ab bhool jaen kese itna hosla hi nhi
hr ksi ne hume matlab tak pyar kya
koi hamsafar ban kar sath chala hi nhi
hr koi mri chahat ko mazaq smjta rha
dil m he dard ktna koi smja hi nhi
Tamana hai meray dil ki k main hoon or bus Wo ho mOhs!N
Ye wo hasrat hai jis hasrat pe khud hasrat ko hasrat hai
*. . . .Muddat Guzar Gayi Hai Yeh Aalam Hai Mustaqil,

dOsTo. .*

Koi Sabab Nahin Hai Magar Dil Udass Hai. . . .*