Na Shab-O-Roz Achay

Na Shab-O-Roz Achay
Na Shab-O-Roz Achay Hain Na Hal Accha Hai,
Kisi Jogi Ne Kaha Tha Ke Ye Saal Accha Hai,
Me Ne Pocha Ye Intazar Or Kab Tak,
Wo Muskura Ke Bola Ke Sawal Accha Hai.
  

Jun, 03 2010     164 chars (2 sms)     2482 views       

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Faisala tum ko bhool jane ka,

ik niaya khawab hei dewane ka.
LIFE has no rewinds and forwards,

It unfolds itself at its own pace.

So never MISS a chance to LIVE today

to make a BEAUTIFUL story for TOMOROW
Meri Ankhoon Sai Kabhi Utroo Dil Main,
Kai Main Dhadkan Main Basa Lon Tum Ko,
Jaan Sai Barh Kar Chahon Tumhain,
Apni Zindagi Hi Banna Loon Tum Ko,
Maray Khabon Main Sirf Tum Hi Baso,
Apni Neendon Main Saja Loon Tum Ko,
Loogon Ki Bhir Main Kho Na Jao Kahin,
Zamanay Sai Chalo Main Chura Lon Tum Ko,
Meri Tanhai Ko Zaroorat Hai Tumhari,
Gar Ijazat Ho Tu Yadon Main Bula Lon Tum Ko
Tumsa koi zamin par hua to rab se shikayat hogi,
tumsa koi zamin par hua to rab se shikayat hogi,
Ek to jhel liya dusra aaya to kayamat hogi.
Teri yaadain
december ki shaboon jaise
Jo aati hian tou jana bhool jati hain
~Nahi Hai MOHSIN ko tUm se shikwa tmhari Aisi sitamgeri ka

k tUm ko daras-e- wafa mila hai udaas rehna udaas Rakhna~
Kyun Chhup K Mohabbat Kartay Ho
Sang Chalnay Ka Dam Bhartay Ho

Jo Shikway Gilay Hain Keh Dalo
Kyun Bat Kehnay Say Dartay Ho

Usay Bhol Jao Jo Guzar Gaya
Kyun Khud Say Itna Lartay Ho

Mujhay Bhi Khud Main Shamil Karlo
Kyun Tanha Aag Main Jaltay Ho

Be-Fikar Hojao Ye Jan Lo
Tum Meray Dil Main Bastay Ho
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I Hope You Never Come To Know of The Thousand Tears I ''ve Shed,I Hope You Never Come To Know That You Are The Reason Why I Cry, For Even One Tear in Your Eyes Is Enough To Make Me Die ..
I hope that you finally understand,
that I will love you untill the end,
because your not just my girl,
you are also my best friend

You threw me in the corner of a cage, waiting to see
when paradise wind would blow from your hair.

From beginning to end you gave to everybody,
to paupers your assets and riches, peri.

Pauper Mazun cannot tolerate. He rips
his collar with his hand, making his eyes tearful.

Endures because of you, wipes with your skirt,
in view of your eyelashes, his tearful eyes, peri.
''tune to muje chora hi nhe sex ke kabil bus kandom dala aur choru ho gae wah loot lia hahahahahahaa''