mera ik hi bcha hy,

mera ik hi bcha hy,
mera ik hi bcha hy,


hijr


pichhli kai sdiyon se us k,


daant tk nhi aaey...!!
  

Jun, 07 2010     91 chars (1 sms)     2543 views       Urdu Poetry

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Tabdeeli Jab Bhi Aati Hae Moasam Ki Adaon Mein...

Kisi Ka Yun Badel Jana Bohat Hi Yaad Aata Hae....!
Kash Mein…

Farmahbardar Beti Hoti To

Maa Baap Ke Sath Fareb Nahi Karti…

Kash Mein…

Mein Na Hoti To

Aaj Tumari Zindagi Mein Nahi Aati…

Kash Mein Aur Tum…

Sath Hote To

Aaj Hum Itne Pareshan Nahi Hote...
TanG AA ke hum jo BechAnay niklAy wafa FARAAZ


logon ne phir khaloos ke bhAo gira diye.
Tere yaadoon mein guzaare hue paloon ka agar koi hisaab hota,
Khuda ki kasam tab ye saara jahaan unn paloon se bhara pada hota.
ye jo rishton k tarazu hain sabhi jhoote hai..,

is dikhaaway ki mohabat se nikaalo mujh ko....!!!
Kissi Roz Shaam Ke Wakt
Sooraj Ke Aaram Ke Wakt..

Mil Jaye Sath Tera
Hath Mein Le Ker Hath Tera..

Door Kahein Tanhai Mein
Dunya Se Judai Mein..

Apne Sang Bithaoon Tujhe
Dil Ka Haal Sunaoon Tujhe..

Teri Izzat Ehtraam Karun
Tere Hathon Ki Lakeeron Mein
Talash Apna Naam Karun..

Aao Ek Irrada Karein
Phir Milne Ka Wada Karein..

Kissi Roz Shaam Ke Wakt
Sooraj Ke Aaraam Ke Wakt..!!
Teray Honton K Taqadus Ka Khayal Aata Hai Faraz

Warna Pholon Ko Tu Hum Choom Lia Kartay Hain
kaisay chop chaap he mar jatay hain kuch log yahan ..
jisam kee thandi see
tareek saiyhaa qaber kai under
na kissi saans kee awaaz , na siskee koi ..
na koi aahh , na jombish na he aahat koi ..
aaisay chop chaap he mar jatay hain kuch log yahan
kai
unko dafnanay kee zaihmat bhe othana nahe pertee
* Harf-e-Dua *

Chaandni

Us Dareechy Ko Chuu Ker

Mere Neem-Roshan
Jharokay Mein Aaye, Na Aaye

Magar

Meri Palko''n Ki Taqdeer Se
Neend Chunti Rahe

Aur Us k Khwaab Bunti Rahy
Pyaar me maut se darta kaun hai,
pyaar ho jaata hai Karta kaun hai.
Aap jaise yar par dunya qurban,
Aur Aap puchte ho ki hum par marta kaun ha
Ajab baat hai woh mujh say khafa bhi raha
Woh doston say mera haal poochta bhi raha
Ajeeb rang mein ki us nay guftagu mujh say
Labon pay chup thi nigahon say bolta bhi raha
niklta hi nhi mera wjood tri yad se..

mil kyu nhi jata akhir tu kisi fryad se..

kya zruri hai mai roz toot k bikhra krun..

na le mera imtehan is andaz se.