bolta nahi koi,is liye zamane se

bolta nahi koi,is liye zamane se
bolta nahi koi,is liye zamane se

k log toot jate hai faisle sunane se.

kyun uddas beithy ho is trah andhere me!

dukh tu kam nahi hote roshni bhujane se.??
  

May, 27 2010     164 chars (2 sms)     3176 views       Urdu Poetry

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Ye wafa ka sila hy to koi bat nae,

Ye dard apno ne dya hy to koi bat nae,

Yehi bohat hai k wo dekh rahe hen kinare se,

Hum doob rahe hen to koi baat nahi,->
nA jAnAy hOgAyA hOo iS qAdAr hAssAaS mAI kAb sE,
kISi sE bAat kArtA hOo tO aAnkhAin bHeeG jAtI hAIn...

Gile kagaz ki tarha hai jindgi apni,
koi jalata bhi nahi or koi bahata bhi nahi,
is kadar akele hai raahon me dil ki,
koi satata bhi nahi aur koi manata bhi nahi
kub kaha tha nazaron se khuof ata hai.
hume tu chand sitaron se khuof ata hai.
mile hain doston se ghum itne ..
mare badan ko saharon se khuof ata hai.
Chehre pe khushi chah jati hai

Aankhon mein suroor aajata hai

Jab tum MuJhe apna kehte Ho

Apne pe guroor Aajata hai
Main nay us k hath ki lakeron main
Aik siyah til dekha
Aur usay bataya, ye Daulat ka til hay
Tumahray hathon main kitni Daulat hay
Us nay apnay dono hathon say
Mera chehra thaam kar kaha
Han ! Dekho meray dono hathon main
Kitni Daulat hay. . . . . . /
Kuch Aise Log Jo Khaas Bohat

Jo Ahem Bhi Hon Aur Pyare Bhi

Tareef Main Jin K Lafz Na Hon

Tou Aam Se Lafz Hum Likhai''n Kyun

Kuch Safhay

Kuch Line''n

Kuch Warq

Kyun Na Khaali Rehne De''n

Aur

Aise Pyare Logo''n Ko

Sirf

Dil Main Apne Rehne De''n ...
Mujhe naaz hai ke too mera pyar hai...
Tum ho to mujhe jine ka armaan hai...
Tumhe milne se dil khil uthta hai...
Meri zindagi ki ek toohi pahechaan hai...
Tere siwa mujhe kisi se kya kaam hai...
Tere bina mera jina bhi bekaar hai...
Mujhe naaz hai ki toohi mera pyar hai...
sahra ko apni weerani pe naaz bhut hai.
shahaid usne meri tanhai ko nahi dekha.
Bachpan ke dukh bi kitne ache the,
tab to sirf khilone tuta karte the.
Wo khushiyan bi na jane kaise khushiyan thi,
titli ko pakad ke uchhla karte the.
Paoon maar ke khud barish ke pani mae,
apna aap bhigoya karte the.
Ab to ek aansu bi rusva kar jata hai,
bachpan mein to dil khol ke roya karte the.
Mudat k baad us ne ki jo lutf ki nigaah


Dil khush to ho gya magr ansoo nikal paray,
Aashk Ban Kr Ankho Se Behte Hai

Behti Ankho Se Unka Deedar Karte Hai

Mana K Zindgi Me Unhe Pa Nahi Sakte

Fir B Hum Unse Bahut Pyar Karte Hai