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)     2739 views       Urdu Poetry

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Uski yaadon ka silsila hoga
is kahani main or kya hoga
jab bichar kar bhi wo khamosh raha
Ghar jaa kar tu ro diya hoga
khud ko samjha diya hay maine magar
kya wo khud bhi badal gaya hoga
itna aasaan na tha mujhay khona
usne khud ko ganwa dia hoga
mujh ko veeran kar diya jis ne
khud tu aabaad kahin huwa hoga
sochta hoon jo mujhko chahta tha
yaad mujh ko kar raha hoga
Khud Apny Ko Dhundha Tha
Main Ny Tujhy Yun Chaha Tha
Tu Bilkul Waisa Nikla
Jaisa Main Ny Socha Tha
Apny Zakham Dekhata Kiya
Woh Bhi To Muj Jaisa Tha
Sath Mera Woh Kiya Deta
Woh Khud Bheeir Main Tanha Tha
Mujh Ko Mila Eik Umar Ky Baad
Jo Meri Umar Ka Hisa Tha!!!
Aik mudat k Pyasay ko Fakat Aik he jaam

SaQi Teri Tang dasti mujay Yaad rahay Gi.
tum ho nazuk se ik tetly

aur main hon tery pyar main jalta hova parvana
BY ASIM ALI SHAM''
jub wo danton main dubatay hain ghulabi anchal..

kitnay par kaif nazron ko saza milti hai..
Kahin Bhi Ziker-E-Wafa Chirr Gia Tou Log Akser
Log Hawala Dene Lage Teri Bewafai Ka
Yeh Aur Baat Hai K Hum Zabt Ker Gaye Her Baat
Werna Dukh Tou Hua Hamain Teri Judai Ka
Har waqt kaam mein itne na ulajh jaya karo,
Kabhi hamari yaad ko bhi dil mein laya karo,

Milnay ka waqt maat nikalo par,
Kabhi apne sms ki awaz to sunaya karo.
Apne Husun Ki AaG Me Jal Jane De MuJe

Apne Honto Ki MaYa Ko Pee Jane De MuJe

Mil Jai Meri Rooh Ko Mout ka Sakoon

Apne Jism Ki Qabar Me DaFan Ho Jane De MuJe
" ye kiss dhund myn hm tum safar ka aghaaz kr bethay,

Tumhyn aankhyn nhi miltien muje chehra nhi milta...
Suno Ek Kaam Hy
Tum Se

Agar Wo Kaam Tum
Ker Do

Jo Seeney Main
Dharakta Hy

Mujhy Wo Dil Na Do
Lekin

Jo Chahat Us k
Andar Hy

Wo Mere Naam
Tum Kr Do
ye kitaboon k Qissy,
Fasano ki baatain

nighaon ki jhilmil,
judai ki raatain

muhabat ki qasmain,
nibhaney k waday

ye dhoka wafa ka,
ye jhotey iradey

ye baatain kitabi,
ye nazmain purani

nahi in main haqiqt,
ye sab hain kahani

na likhna inhain tum,
na mehfoz karna

ye jazbay hain bas,
in ko mehsos karna
Chora Hai Mere Yaar Ne Mujhe Bhi
Is Ka Matlab Yeh Nahi Ke Hasna Chor Doon
Loota Hai Duniya Ne Mujhe Bhi
Is Ka Matlab Yeh Nahi Ke Jeena Chor Doon
Thukraya Hai Apnon Ne Mujhe Bhi
Is Ka Matlab Ye Nahi Ke Chahna Chor Doon