"Na wajood apna, na rooh apni

"Na wajood apna, na rooh apni
"Na wajood apna, na rooh apni
Bas ik tamasha yeh zeest thehri
Na dil lagi main sakoon paya
Na aashqi main qarar paya
Na wasl lamhay hi raas aaye
Na firaaq hi ghum guzaar paaye
Ajab yeh chahat k marhalay hain
Na jeet paaye na haar paaye
Na hi yaadon ki dhund utri
Na dil k daaman ko jhaar paaye
Na aankhain khawabon ko dhoond paaien,
Na khawab aankhon ko dhoond paay'"
  

Sep, 30 2011     367 chars (3 sms)     5447 views       Urdu Poetry

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Bichre Huay Logon Pe Taras Khao Kisi Din

Aisa Ho Jaye K Na Yad Aao Kisi Din

Sawan K Bina Jaisay Ho Jati Hay Barish

Aisay Hi Mere Pas Chalay Aao Kisi Din
Since ur eyes are
looking tired... Let ur
eye lashes hug each
other for few hours.
Happy journey into the
world of dreams, Gudnyte
merey baghair kabhi guzar auqat na karna,
jiss baat pe dil tootey wo baat na karna,
rakhna tamam umer mujhey dil mein basa kar,
chahey apnoon mein shamil meri zaat na karna
Tareekion Se Shikwa main Kis happ se krta ''m0hsin''

in Ujaon ne Kon Si Meri Tanhayan Mita Dein
Geely kagaz ki tarha zindagi hy apni,

koi likhta b nahi koi jalata bi nahi,

is qadar akeley hain ab hum bhi,

k koi satata bhi nahi koi manata bhi nahi.


Aap Mujhe Achee Lagti hain


Uss ko Itni Baat batanay mein


Mujh ko Mujh ko Poora Saal laga


Husn ka Uss k Roob to dekho


Hum jaise Jii Daaron ko bhi


Kitna Bay-Bas kar dalaaa

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Submitted By Sameer From khi ( +92 0300 2711 588 )
koi to Samete koi to Sambhale mujko

kuch der apni Banho me Sula le mujko

Bikhri hui Hawa k sath Safar me hoon

Kabi to Apne Ghar Bula le mujko

Me use Rakhoon Apne Dil ki Dharkan ki tarha

Wo bi Apni Ankh ka kajal Bana le mujko

Me Chahon Wo sirf mera hi rahe

Wo b Apni Zaat ka Qaidi Bana le mujko
Ishq ki log ye aksar hi saza dete hain,
Chahane walon ko apne wo bhula dete hain,
Husn paband wafa ka nahi hota hai Amad,
Apne hi jeson ko wo dil main jaga dete hain.
To Achieve Something We've To Cross 3 Stages...

1. Insult...

2. Opposition...
...
3. Acceptance...

Fools Stop At The 1st..

Losers Stop At The 2nd..

WINNERS Cross The 3rd...
Chaand utara tha hamare aangan,
par taaro ko ye gawaara na tha,
ham to kar dete taaro se bhi bagawat ,
par kya kare, woh chaand hi
hamara na tha
hazar dur sahe muj se,mai nahe bhula...

wo aik pyar ka lahja wo ik dua tyri.
Door hi sahi,
kinara to hai,

timtimata hi sahi,
sitara to hai..

Hojati hai tumhari yaad se hi tasalli…
tinka hi sahi.. Sahara to hai..