Tm Jis Phool Ko Hans Kr

Tm Jis Phool Ko Hans Kr
Tm Jis Phool Ko Hans Kr Dekho Kbhi Na Wo Murjhay
FARAZ

Tm Jis Hurf Py Ungli Rkh Do Wo Roshn Hojaye..
  

Jun, 02 2010     104 chars (1 sms)     3583 views       Urdu Poetry

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na rakh umeed e wafa ksi parindy sy.

zara par kya lagy apna hi ashiyana bhool jaty hain..
uski aankhon main koi dukh basa ha shayad.

ya mujhay khud hi koi waham howa ha shayad..

main ne pocha ke bhool gaye ho tum bhi..

pouch k aankain us ne mujh se kaha shayad..
Hum kyon yahan badnaam hai
zamaane ki humne dillagi dekhi

Waadon par bharosa abh kyon rahe
humne azeezon ki wada-khilaafi dekhi

Ek hum hai jo lut gaye tanha
Warna duniya bhar ki dosti dekhi....
Dheery dheery guzar raha hoon

Zinda hoon shayed ya mer raha hoon

Mushkil to hai ye safr-e-zeest

Daikho magar main ker raha hoon
Hum apne pyar ka izhar isliye nhi karte hain

kyunk hum ap ki HAAN ya NA se darte hain.

Agar ap ne ker di HAAN tu khushi se maar jain gay.

Agar ap ne ker di NA tu ro ro ke mar jain gay

Baat yeah nhi ke hum apni maut se darte hain

humari maut per na beh jain ap ke aanso

hum un do ansoun ki qadar karte hain
chor dain sari dunia kisi kay liyay
yay munasib nahi admi kay liyay

pyar say bhe zaroori kiii kaam hain
pyar sub kuch nahi zindage kay liyay
Chalo Yeh Farz Karte Hain,
K Tum Mashriq,Main Maghrib Hoon!
Chalo Yeh Maan Lete Hain,
Bara Lamba Safar Hai Yeh,

Magar Yeh B Haqiqat Hai,
Tumhari Zaat Ka Suraj,

Bohat Sa Raasta Chal Kar,
Meri Hasti Mein Doobay Ga.
Us Se Kehna Hum Mazay Main Hain
Bas Yaadain Bohat Stati Hain
Un Ki Duuri Ka Gham Nahi Mujhe
Bas Zara Aankhain Bheeg Jati Hain
Bhoolna tumhe na assan hoga..

jo bhule tumhe vo nadan hoga..

Aap to baste ho rooh mein hamari..

Aap hume na bhule ye aapka ehsan hoga..
Meri khamushiyon ka raz mujhey khud nhi malum

Wassi

Najane kiyon log muje maghroor samajhte hain....!!!
Farsh-e-malmal pe sone walo''n,
Eik din Qabr me sona pre ga,
Apne aamal ka jaiza lo,
wrna Qabr me rona pre ga,
Chorh de zindagi ka ye mela,
jaye ga tu yahan se akela,
KHubsurat haseen ye badan hy,
Isko be-jaan hona pre ga,
4 yaro k kandhe pe jis din,
Tera janaza nikle ga ghar se,
pehan k ik kafan ka jorha,
Jb jnaze pe sona pre ga,
khak se bna ye jism tera,
khak me hi mil jaye ga,
Ek roz yahan pe tu aya,
Ek roz to jana parega ... !!
dil ko choo jate ha yoan
raat ki awaz kabhe
choank othta hoan
kahien tum nay pokara he na ho