Aise Main Bas December Ki

Aise Main Bas December Ki
Aise Main Bas December Ki

Siskiyan leti Hui Sard Tareek

Yaad Ka Alvidaai Manzar

Yaad Aata Hai Aise Main Humain

Tu Bhi Nahi Teri Chahat Bhi Nahi

Bas Mohabbat Ka Aakhri

December Yaad Aata Hai. . .
  

Jun, 05 2010     213 chars (2 sms)     3525 views       Urdu Poetry

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Sochta hoon taire bare main apna kheyal likhoon
tairi tehreef likhoon ya khuda ka kamal likhoon

maire qalam se aur koi tehreer ban na paaey
main jab bhe likhoon bas taira hus-ne-jamal likhoon

main ne ek ummer kati ha tenhaiyoon main
kaghaz k aik tukre pe kaise main hal likhoon

her zindgi ko urooj tak jo rahnamai de
main apni zindgi ki aaisi misal likhoon

maire baad bhe muje loog kitaboon main dein jaga
main apne urooj ki terha apna zawal likhoon
Merey Humsafar Ka Yeh Hukum Tha
Keh Kalaam Us Se Main Kam Karon

Merey Hoont Aisey Siley kEh Phir ..
Meri Chup Ne Uss Ko Rulaa Diyaa !!
Iss jahan mein mohabbat kaash na hoti
Toh safar-e-zindagi mein mithaas na hoti
Agar milti BEWAFA ko sazaaye maut
Toh deewano ki kabre yun udhas na hoti
main janta ho nhi likha khuda ne tujhe meri taqdeer mai.

main to namazo mai sirf apni duwaoo ko azmata hoon.
Aik Zara Si Ghalti Se Shaak Ki Zard Tehni Pe
Phool Badgumani K Iss Tarah Se Khilte Hain
Zindagi Se Pyare Log Bhi Phir?
Ajnabi Se Lagte Hain
Saari Dunya Badl gai Jaana''n

Tere Tevr,
mgr nhi Bdley !!
Vo kehta Hy Mujhe Phoolon §e Piyar Hai
Lakin Jab Phool khilte Hain To Vo Unhain Tor Deta Hai
Vo kehta Hai Mujhe ßarishon §e Piyar Hai
Lakin Jab ßarish Hoti Hai To Vo Kamre Mai ßand Ho Jata Hai
Vo kehta Hai Mujhe Hawaon §e Piyar Hai
lakin Jab Hawain Çhalti Hain To Wo khirkiyan ßand kar Deta Hai
Aur Us Waqt Mujhe Darr §a Laga

Jab

Us Ne kaha . . .

"Mujhe Tum §e Piyar Hai"
"Phool Chunte Waqkt Kaanto Pe Bhi Nazar Rakhna
Muhobaat Mei Mom Ka Dil Aur Patthar Ka Jigar Rakhna"
Hazaron Tukery Kiye Us Ne Merey Dil K Magar Faraz..



Khud Hi Ro Para Her Tukrey Per Apna Naam Dekh Kr....!!!
Na zindagi mili na wafa mili
Najany kyou hum say har khushi khaf mili
Jhuti muskan liye apnay ghum chupatay rahay
Sachi mohabbat karnay ki bhi kia khoob saza mili
Kaghaz kaghaz haraf sajjaya karta hai,
Tanhai mein sheher basaaya karta hai,

Kaisa paagal shaks hai saari saari raat,
Deewaroon ko dard sunaya karta hai,

Ro daita hai aap hi apni baatoon par,
Aur phir khud ko aap hansaaya karta hai...!
Na Jane Hogaya Hon Is Qadar Hassas Main Kabse

FARAZ

Kisi Se Baat Krta Hon To Ankhain Bheeg Jati Hain