Pyar kise kehte hai yeh

Pyar kise kehte hai yeh
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....
  

Jun, 05 2010     179 chars (2 sms)     7708 views       Urdu Poetry

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Khul kar izhare mohubat meri fitrat na thi.Wo samjhte rahe humain unse mohubat na thi arzo apni sari dil ma rehgai hum bhi majbor the kuch unko bi fursat na the
Tum Routh Jao Mujhse
Aisa Kabhi Na Kerna

Main Ek Nazar Ko Tarsoon
Aisa Kabhi Na Kerna

Main Pooch Pooch Haroon
So So Sawal Kar K

Tum Kuch Jawab Na Do
Aisa Kabhi Na Kerna

Mujhse Hi Mil K Hansna
Mujhse Hi Mil K Rona

Mujhse Bicher K Jee Lo
Aisa Kabhi Na Kerna

Tum Chand Ban K Rehna
Main Dekhti Rahoon Gi

Kisi Roz Tum Na Niklo
Aisa Kabhi Na Kerna

Tum Chalay Jao Jab Bhi
Tu Dekhoon Tumhara Rasta

Tum Loat K Na Aao
Aisa Kabhi Na Karna
Wo pochta rha or me ye wazhat na de pai ke

barish to shab bhAr mere angan me barsi thi lekin

meri ankhon ka kajal takiye pr kyn phila huwa tha
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
Aaj badal kalay gehray hain,
aaj chand pay lakhon pehray hain,

Kuch tukray tumhari yaadon k,
bari dair say dil mein thehray hain
Akser ye sochte hein akeyle mein beth kar,,

jab tum the mere sath who lamhe kidhar gaye.
Hamain To Mohabbat K Liyee Bhi Zindagi Kam Lagti Hai

FARAZ

Magr Yahan To Log Nafrat K Liye Bhi Waqt Nikal Lete Hain
Sab log ye mugh say kehte hain
Nazmo say ishq Khuda jesa
Ghazlo main kaif udhaasi ka
Kis dost nay tum ko sonpa hai
Mera ik jawab hamesha say!

"IK SHAKHS SHEHAR MAY AYA THA
Guzri hoi Zindagi ko kabhi Yaad na ker* Taqdeer mai jo likha hai uski Fariyaad na ker* Jo hona hai wo ho ker rahega* Tuu Fikar mai apni hansi barbaad na ker
Ajnabi Ban K Koi Aaya Tha,
Aisa Laga Vo Mera Saaya Tha,
Log Karte Hai Roshni Ghar Me,
Usne To Dil Me Diya Jalaya Tha
kuch log bhul kr b bhulaey ni jate
aitbar itna k aazmaey ni jate
ho jate hain dilo pr is tara musalat
k naksh un k chah kr mitaey nahi jate
Khwab Aur Khwaish Main
Neend Bhar Ki Duuri Hai
Wasl Aur Judai Main
Aankh Bhar Ka Waqfa Hai
Hijr K Andhairo’n Ki
Chaand Bhar Tammana Hai
Zehan Aur Dil Main Bhi
Soch Bhar Judai Hai
Phir Bhi Aisa Hota Hai
Faaslay Mitaney Main
Umar Beet Jati Hai
Faaslay Nahi Mit’tey