jo judai milay

jo judai milay
Jo judai mile to woh hai ghum,
Jo dair se mile to woh hai paisa,
Jo kisi kisi ko mile woh hai pyar,
Jo qismat se mile woh hain AAP
  

Jul, 21 2013     130 chars (1 sms)     3820 views       Urdu Poetry

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Us ko to Bicharne ka Saleeka bhi nahi aya

Jate howe Khod ko yaheen Chor gia..!!
"SANS"





Linay se teri yaad ati hai,


Yad anay se meri Jaan
jathi hai,

Kaisey kah don k sirf sans se zindagy hai,

Sans bhi tu teri Yaad k bad ati hai.>
Teri yaad main bohat pegham likhte hain,

Teri yaad main guzri wo shaam likhte hain,

Wo qalam bhi tera deewana ho jata hai,

Jis se hum tera naam likhte hain.
dil youn dharka ke pareshan hoa ho jaisay
koi be-dhiyani mein nuqsaan hoa ho jaisay

rukh badalta hoon to shey-rag mein chubhan hoti hai
ishq bhi jang ka medaan hoa ho jaisay

jism youn lams-e-rafaqat ke asar se nikla
doosrey daur ka samaan hoa ho jaisay

dil ne youn phir mere seeney mein faqeeri rakh di
toot ker khud hi pasheman hoa ho jaisay

thaam ker haath mera aisa woh roya
koi kaafir se musalman hoa ho jaisay
Tere Zulfoon mein saja kar WAFA ki kaliyan



Apnay daaman mein liye phirta hoon main ilzaam k phool
Qurbat K Saaye Main Hy
Mohabbat Chupi Hui

Tu Kitna Dil K Paas Hy
Ye Duur Ja k Dekh ... !!
Kash mein ek shaayar hota,
kaash yeh dil ki baat kehpaata,

Labon tak aake ek baat ruk gayeethi,
zindgiki yeh daastan waheen tham gayeethi,

kaash who mere dilke ashk sun pateee,
kaash mein ek shayar hota.
BArA mAzA HO K mehshAr mAin hm krAin Gila


wo minton se rAhAin khuda k liye
Mein


is


Hajoom-e-Alam Se

Nikal To Jaon Magr


Tera Khayal Mujhay Rasta Nhi Diata,
Apne asool yun b kbhi torne pare,
uski khata thi hath mjhe jorne pare...

Aya na jb qarar dil-e-beqara ko,
tu yadoon k rukh mjhe tmhari taraf morne pare...

Unko tu meri yad b na i bhool kr,
apne parae jn k liay chorne pare...

Wo shakhs bara ba-asool tha,
apne asool jis k liay mjhe torne pare.......
Sir : Bachcho kasam khao kabhi saraab, cigarette nahi piyoge, non-veg nahi khaoge. Bachche : Nahi karenge sir. Sir : Kahbi ladki nahi chhedoge. Bachche : Thik hai sir. Sir : Jua nahi kheloge. Bachche : OK sir. Sir : Desh k liye jaan bhi de doge. Bachche : De denge sir, aisi jaan ka aur karenge bhi kya.
main ser k bal girra tha gunahoon k bojh se,
dunia smjh rahi thi k sajde main prra hai,,
sajde main jab gya tou logon ne ye kha,
zalim ne etni pee hai k madhosh prra hai,,