Tag: Dard

"" Kisi Ny Hum Sy Kahaa Aap Ki Aankhein Bohat Sundar Hain" . . . . . To Hum Ney Kahaa Taiz Barish K Baad Mosam Aksar Pyaraa Hi Hota Hai..

Kaisy Kahon K Apna Lo Mujhy Bahon Mein Apni Sama Lo Mujhy Bin Tumhary Ab Ek Pal B Kat'ta Nahi Tum AA Kar Mujh say Chura Lo Mujhy Zindagi To Wo Hai Ab Tumhary Sang Jo Guzry Dunia K Ghamon Say Ab Bacha Lo Mujhy Meri Sab Say Gehri Khwahish Ho Tum Tum Agar Apny Pas Bula Lo Mujhy Ye Kesa Nasha Hai Jo Behka Raha Hai Mujhy Tum Mery Ho Ab Sambhalo Mujhy Na jany Kesy Guzry Gi Ye Zindagi Agar Tum Apny dil Say Jo Kabi Nikalo Mujhy.

'Galti kar li "DIL-E-"NADAN"ney Churali neendey us ki ek muskan ney Dil ka dard ab kis ko sunaun. "JAN"ban kar "JAN"ley li meri hi "JAN"ney.

Mohabbat Main MoHaBBat SaY MoHaBBat To Nahin Milti . . * " Mohabbat Main MoHaBBat Ko MoHaBBat Chorr Jati HaY....!! GOOD NIGHT

Lafzoon Ke Daant Nahi Hotay Lekin Ye Kaat Lete Hain, Aur Agar Ye Kaat Lain To Phir In Ke Zakhm Zindagi Bhar Nahi Bhartay" Good Night

""Afsos to hai teray badal jane ka magar"" "" Teri Kuch baton ne mujhy jeena sikha diya.. GOOD BYE 2013

Aesi Be Rukhi Bhi Dekhi hai hum ne? K l0g Ap Se Tum tak, Tum Se JaN tak.. Phir JAN Se AnJaN Tak Ho jate hen..!!

. .......Gazal....... ...
Mili zindagi hi aisi k zindagi bhi RO pari.... : ...Teri talash me zalim SAZA bhi RO pari.... : ...Tujhy toot k chaha or itna chaha.... : ...K Teri wafa ki khatir WAFA bhi RO pari.... : ...Mera naseb, meri qismt, mera muqadar bany tu.... : .....Tujhy hi mangty mangty DUA bhi RO pari.... : .....Kitab-e-dil mein tera baab jab khatam kiya. : Khatam krte krte.... : . =AY JAN = : kitab bhi Ro pari....

Meri Mayat Par Kafan Na Dalo Muje Aadat Hai Muskurane Ki Mere Janaze Ko Na Le Jao Umed Hai Meri jaan K Aane Ki Dair Hojaye Tu Kuch Na Kehna Usay Aadat Hai Mujhe Satane Ki Agar Ho Naraz To Ay Yaro Koshish Karna Usay Manane Ki Jab Dekh Kar Chala Jaye Meri Mayat Phir Tayari Karna Mujhe Jaldi Dafnane Ki Q K Agar Wo Palat Aaya Aur Muje Dekh Kar Ro Para To Meri Sansen Wapis Na Aa Jaen Q K Meri Aadat Hy Usy Chup Karane Ki.. Waiting For My Death,