Usi Ki Yaad Key Moti

Usi Ki Yaad Key Moti
Usi Ki Yaad Key Moti

Baney Jeewan Ka Sarmaya

Mohabbat Akhri Manzil

Mohabbat Akhri Saya !!!!!
  

Jun, 03 2010     102 chars (1 sms)     2660 views       Urdu Poetry

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Kis Baat Ki Sazaa
Wo kis baat ki mujhko sazaa deta hai,
Meri muskurati hui ankhon ko chalka deta hai.
Ek zamane se khabar bhi nahi teri,
Koi is tarah bhi kya apne pyaar ko bhula deta hai
Main Sochta Hn k Kia
Sochta Rhta Hn
Teri Berukhio''n Me
Armano Ko Nochta Rhta
Hn
Zndgi Tou Wohi Thi Jo
Tere Naam Krdi Thi
Ab Is Bejaan Jism Me
Kia Khota Rhta Hbn
bhool gaya hai yeh dil .. khushiyon ke mehfil sajaana..
jaise bhool gaye hai hum ke.. ek waada tha nibhaana..
ek waada dosti ka.. ek waada bandagi ka.. ek waada zindagi ka ....
kaash woh karde hamaari is khata - e - muhabbat ko....
yaa phir jal jaaye hum is bewafa dil ke angaaron mein ....
kaash yeh tanhaayiya nahin laati yaadein un ki....
tho na likhte hum unke yaadon mein .....
na is dil mein un ke liye pyaar hota ...
na hamein yeh shab-e-gham ka intzaar hota .......
Ye Juday Apni Arzi He Na Dil Mein Is Ka Malal Rakhna
Hamari Ankhon Ne Jo Dekhe He Wo Sare Sapne Bahal Rakhna
Tumhari Sansen Tumhari Dadhkan Hamari Amantein Hein
Hamari Khater Hi Jan E Jana Aapna Khyal Rakhna
Aaj kuch kami hai tere bagair,

na rang na roshni hai tere bagair,

waqt apni raftar se chal raha hai!

bus dharkan thami hai tere bagair,

na barish hai na dhuaan!

phir bhi dil mai tapish si hai tere bagair,

buhut roka hai baadal ko barsne se!

phir bhi aankhon mai nami si hai tere bagair....
Apni barbaadi ka jahan aabaad rakhna hai
ussay sub bhoolna mujhay sub yaaad rakhna hai!!
rait k gahronde bana kar thori dair k laye spane sjate thy bachpan main..

phir unhain rait k gahrondon ko tord dena gahr wapias jate howe..
pachli raat ana tha us ne mare khuwab main.

haye us k khayal ne raat bhar sone na daya.
Pyar kise kehte hai yeh hum nahi jaante....
Is zindigi ko ab hum apna nahi maante....
Gam itne mile hai ki ab ahsaas nahi hota.....
karega koi pyar to ab aitbaar nahi hoga....
Phool Khushboo Ke Nashe Main Bikhar Jate He
Log Pehchan Banate Banate Marjate Hein
Maanzil Un Ka Hi Mukkadar Hoti He Talab Ho Jinko
Be Talab Log To Manzil Se Ghuzar Jate Hein
wo mahfil main puch rahy thy muhabat nibahane ka sawal.

hum jawab de kar bhi muhfil mian ruswa tahry...
dilon ki emaraton mein kahein bandagi nahi...!

Eeinton ki masjidon mein "KHUDA" dhoondtay hain log..!