Kadam u hi dagmaga

Kadam u hi dagmaga
Kadam u hi dagmaga gaya raste se
Warna sambhalna hum bhi jaante the
Thokar bhi lagi to us pathar se
Jise hum apni JAAN mante the
  

Jun, 07 2010     132 chars (1 sms)     2941 views       Urdu Poetry

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Teri dosti hum iss tarah nibahein ge
Tum roz khafa hona hum roz manaien ge
Per suno,
maan jana manane se
Warna bheegi palkein le kar kahan jaien ge.
yai bata ke tera atebaar kaise karen
Bharam hi toot gaya ab Pyaar kaise karen
Khiza khiza rahi hai yeh zindagi apni
Rutein badal ke is se hum bahar kaise karen
Jab us ki baat per hum ko yaqeen na raha
Ab aur us se Qol-o-Qaraar kaise karen
Wafa shuaar to ab woh nahi raha
Ab us bewafa ka intezaar hum kyun karen
bhri dunya me jee nahi lagta,,,

jany kis cheez ki kmi hy abhi...
Yaad mein teri aahe bharta hai koi,
har saans ke saath tujhe yaad karta hai koi,
maut to sachai hai aani hai,
lekin teri judaai mein har roz marta hai koi....!
Mere Andaz-E-Wafaa ko Jab Samjh jao Ge
Meri Yadon Se Phir Na Behel Pao Ge
Ben jaonga Mein Tumhare Liye Harf-E-Dua
Khud Ko Jab B Sajde Mein Pao Ge
ab thak gaye hum apni zindagi ke panno ko palat te huae..
jeena chahatay hai apne aaj mae..likhna cahate hai apna aaj..
par likhae bhi tou kya... aaj tou zindagi sirf ek kora kaagaz hai..
naa bacha hai kuch likhne ko... naa padne ko..
wo he roz ki tanhaayi.... wo he dard...
likhae bhi tou kaise.....
kuch likhne se pahele he kaagaz bheeg jaata hai..
mere bahte dard se... ab tou bus ek kora kaagaz liye bahte hai..
shayad kabhi ye ashq shuk jaaye
tou hum bhi kuch apne aaj ki daastan likhae..
isi intezaar mae baithe hai..
Hum nay kisi ki yaad may rona he choor diya
Apni zindagi ko talash karna he choor diya
Sab beeti hui batain bhula dee hum nay
Ab dil may mazii bsana choor diya hum nay
Kantoon say bhar detay hain log daman
Hum nay anghan may naey phool khilana he choor diya
Kabhi na mangain gay bheek kisi k pyaar ki
Isi liye hum nay pyaar karna he choor diya..

Khud Se Fursat He Moyassar Nahin Aai Warna

Hum Kisi Ke Hote To Tumhare Hote
Dard K bikhre tkray tlash krti thi

mere khaton K purze tlash krti thi

bhulae kon azyat pasandyan uski

khushi K dher me sadme tlash krti thi

ajab hijr prasti thi uski fitrat me

shajr K tute pattey tlash krti thi

tmam rat parde hta K chand ko tkti

jo kho gae wo lmhe tlash krti thi

ghuma phira K judai ki bat krti thi

hmesha hijr K hrbe tlash krti thi

duaen B krti thi ujdey mzaron pr

badey ajib sahare tlash krti thi . . . /
Na khushi hAy FatAh-e- Azeem ki
Na shAkisat Fash ka malal hy.


meri BeBasi hAy kamal ki
Na arooj hy Na zawal hy
naam to likh doonaam to likh doon us n us ka har jaga magar ye khayal aata hai,

masoom hai mera sanam kaheen badnaam na ho jaye...
jab wo saamne aate hai,
saanse ruk si jati hai,
dil me kuch-kuch hota hai,
jab wo mand-mand muskuraate hai..