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A Song I Knew By Heart: A Novel

by Bret Lott

The Alchemist

by Paulo Coelho

By the River Piedra I Sat Down and Wept

by Paulo Coelho

The Witch Of Portobello

by Paulo Coelho

The Zahir

by Paulo Coelho

The Fifth Mountain

by Paulo Coelho

And Then There Were None

by Agatha Christie

A Bite to Remember

by Lynsay Sands

Wicked Business

by Janet Evanovich

Wicked Nights

by Gena Showalter

Itna toota hoon ki choonay say bikhar jaaoonga,

Itna toota hoon ki choonay say bikhar jaaoonga,
Ab agar aur dua dogay to mar jaaoonga !


Pooch kar mera pata, waqt ra-e-gah na karo,
Main to banjara hoon, kya jaanay kidhar jaaoonga !


Har taraf dhund hai, jugnu hai na charag koi,
Kaun pehchanayga, basti mein agar jaaoonga !


Zindagi, main bhi musaafir hoon teri kashti ka,
Tu jahan mujh say kahegi main utar jaaoonga !


Phool rah jayeengay guldaan mein yaadon ki nazar,
Main to khushboo hoon phizaon mein bikhar jaaoonga !

mujhe apne zabt pe naaz tha, sar-e bazm raat ye kiya howa

mujhe apne zabt pe naaz tha, sar-e bazm raat ye kiya howa
meri aankh kaise chalak gai, mujhe ranj hay ye bura howa

meri zindagi k charagh ka ye mizaaj koi naya nahi
abhi roshni abhi teergi, na jala howa na bujha howa

mujhe jo bhi dushman-e jaa.n mila, wohi pukhta kaar-e jafa mila
na kisi ki zarb ghalat pari na kisi ka teer khata howa

mujhe aap kiyu na samajh sake, kabhi apne dill sey bhi pocheye
neri dastaan-e hayaat ka tu waraq waraq hay khula howa

jo nazar bacha k guzar gay merey saamne sey abhi abhi
ye mery hi shehr k log they, merey ghar sey ghar hay milaa howa

humain is ka koi bhi huq nahi k shareek-e bazm-e kholoos hon
na humarey paas naqaab hay, na kuch aastee.n main chupa howa

merey aik gosha-e fik'r main, meri zindagi sey aziz tar
mera aik aisa bhi dost hay, jo kabhi mila na juda howa

mujhe ik gali main para howa, kisi badnaseeb ka khat mila
kahee.n khoon-e dill sey likha howa, kahee.n ansoo.n sey mita howa

mujhe hum-safar bhi mila koi tu shikasta haal meri tarha
kai manziloo.n ka thaka howa, kahee.n raaste main luta howa

humain apney ghar sey chaley howe, sar-e raah um'r guzar gaii
koi justuju ka sila mila, na safar ka huq hi ada howa

Zoq--E-Aawargi Mein Bayabaan Dhoondtey Hain

Zoq--E-Aawargi Mein Bayabaan Dhoondtey Hain
Beemaar-E-Ishq Dasht Mein Darmaan Dhoondtey Hain

Hum Bhi Musafir Thay Sitaaron Ke Saath Saath
Aisi Chaayi Ghatta Ke Aasmaan Dhoondtey Hain

Tark-E-Ta'aluq Ke Baad Tanhai Say Ghabra Kar
Rujoo Ke Liye Phir Imkaan Dhoondtey Hain

Farishtey Jiss Ke Ahtraam Mein Nazrein Jhukatey Thay
Aaj Woh Bazaaron Main Shaitaan Dhoondtey Hain

Gum Ho Gaye Shehar Ki Bheerr Mein Magar
Nahin Mila, Aadmiyon Mein Insaan Dhoondtey Hain

Zaeef Tamanaon Ko Dafnaya Tha Dil Mein
Issi Qabar Ke Hum Nishaan Dhoondtey Hain

Shehar Ke Khudaon Ka Hai Ghazab Ghazabnaak
Moonh Mein Hum Bolti Zabaan Dhoondtey Hain

Shab Ke Kaaley Saaye Mein Yaadon Ke Charaag
Jala Ke Aamed-E-Sehar Ka Samaan Dhoondtey Hain

Aandhiyan Ley Gayeen Urra Kar Aashiyana 'Tanha'
Gard-E-Rawaan Mein Be-jaa Aashiyaan Dhoondtey Hain ...!!

talkhi hai words may ya sirf mujhay aisa laga

Kuch Idhar Baaqi Na Kuch Bhi To Udhar Baaqi Raha
Baarishein Jiss Ghar Mein Barseen Aik Ghar Baaqi Raha

Aandhiyan Kuch Ley Urreen Dafna Gayeen Kuch Rait Mein
Khoon Aalooda Qafas Mein Aik Par Baaqi Raha

Mairi Fitrat Mein Nahin Ye Baat Meer-E-Kaarwaan
Har Qadam Par Poochna Kitna Safar Baaqi Raha

Dey Gaya Kuch Khoon Ke Aansoo Hi Sooraj Iss Tarah
Raat Ki Chadar Pay Bhi Rang-E-Sehar Baaqi Raha

Main Jahan Baitthoon Bana Leta Hoon Ikk Tasveer To
Loottney Waaley Maira Ye To Hunar Baaqi Raha

Ro Rahi Hai Ikk Janaazey Par Abhi Tak Kayanaat
Zehar-E-Qaatil Ka Dilon Par Woh Asar Baaqi Raha

Mitt Gaye Tujh Ko Mittaaney Ke Liye Aaye Jo Log
Raakab Nok-E-Sanaan Tera Hi Sar Baaqi Raha

Teri Qismat Ki Sabhi Lakeerein Mitt Gayi 'Tanha'
Zakham Ka Lekin Nishaan Ikk Haath Par Baaqi Raha ....!!

Lafzon Mein Dhaal Dhaal Ke, Main Haadsaat Ko

Lafzon Mein Dhaal Dhaal Ke, Main Haadsaat Ko
Tarteeb Dey Raha Hoon Kitaab-E-Hayaat Ko

Maira Khuloos Paaon Ki Zanjeer Ban Gaya
Mairey Badan Mein Dafan Karo Mairi Zaat Ko

Har Aadmi Ka Naama-E-Aamaal Hai Siyaah
Kiss Ke Huzoor Paish Karoon Kaagzaat Ko

Woh Shaks Mairay Halqa-E-Ehbaab Mein Raha
Lekin Samajh Saka Na Mairi Nafsiyaat Ko

Gar Tum Mairay Shareek-E-Safar Ho To Saath Do
Aao Galey Lagayein Gham-E-Qainaat Ko ...!!

kyon hijr ke shikave karataa hai kyon dard ke rone rotaa hai

kyon hijr ke shikave karataa hai kyon dard ke rone rotaa hai
ab ishq kiyaa hai to sabr bhii kar is men to yahii kuchh hotaa hai

aaGaaz-e-musiibat hotaa hai apane hii dil kii sharaarat se
aaNkhon men phuul khilaataa hai talavon men kaaNTen botaa hai

ahabaab kaa shikavaa kyaa kiijiye Khud zaahir va baatin ek nahiin
lab uupar uupar haNsate hain dil andar andar rotaa hai

mallaahon ko ilzaam naa do tum saahil vaale kyaa jaanon
ye tuufaan kaun uThaataa hai ye kishtii kaun Dubotaa hai


kyaa jaane kyaa ye khoyegaa kyaa jaane kyaa ye paayegaa
mandir kaa pujaarii jaagataa hai masjid kaa namaazii sotaa hai

ai jazbaa-e-dil gar mai.n chaahuu.N har chiiz muqaabil aa jaaye

Behzad Lucknawi

ai jazbaa-e-dil gar mai.n chaahuu.N har chiiz muqaabil aa jaaye
ma.nzil ke liye do gaam chaluu.N aur saamane ma.nzil aa jaaye

ai dil kii Khalish chal yuu.N hii sahii, chalataa to huu.N unakii mahafil me.n
us vaqt mujhe chau.nkaa denaa jab rang pe mahafil aa jaaye

ai rahabar-e-kaamil chalane ko tayyaar to huu.N par yaad rahe
us vaqt mujhe bhaTakaa denaa jab saamane ma.nzil aa jaaye

haa.N yaad mujhe tum kar lenaa aavaaz mujhe tum de lenaa
is raah-e-muhabbat me.n koii darapaish jo mushkil aa jaaye

ab kyuu.N Dhuu.NDhuu vo chashm-e-karam hone de sitam balaa-e-sitam
mai.n chaahataa huu.N ai jazbaa-e-Gam mushkil pas-e-mushkil aa jaaye

is jazb-e-dil ke baare me.n ik mashvaraa tum se letaa huu.N
us vaqt mujhe kyaa laazim hai jab tujh pe meraa dil aa jaaye

ai barq-e-tajalli kyaa tuune mujhako bhii muusaa samajhaa hai
mai.n tuur nahii.n jo jal jaauu.N jo chaahe muqaabil aa jaaye

nuktaachii.N hai Gam-e-dil us ko sunaaye na bane

nuktaachii.N hai Gam-e-dil us ko sunaaye na bane
kyaa bane baat jahaa.N baat banaaye na bane


mai.n bulaataa to huu.N us ko magar ae jazbaa-e-dil
us pe ban jaaye kuchh aisii ki bin aaye na bane

khel samajhaa hai kahii.n chho.D na de, bhuul na jaaye
kaash yuu.N bhii ho ki bin mere sataaye na bane

Gair phirataa hai lie yuu.N tere Khat ko ki agar
koii puuchhe ki ye kyaa hai to chhupaaye na bane

is nazaakat kaa buraa ho vo bhale hai.n to kyaa
haath aaye.n to u.nhe.n haath lagaaye na bane


kah sake kaun ki ye jalvaa_garii kisakii hai
pardaa chho.Daa hai vo usane ki uThaaye na bane


maut kii raah na dekhuu.N ki bin aaye na rahe
tum ko chaahuu.N ki na aao to bulaaye na bane

bojh wo sar pe giraa hai ki uThaaye na uThe
kaam vo aan pa.Daa hai ki banaaye na bane

ishq par zor nahii.n, hai ye vo aatish 'Ghalib'
ki lagaaye na lage aur bujhaaye na bane

yuN chup rahanaa Theek nahiin koii miiThii baat karo

yuN chup rahanaa Theek nahiin koii miiThii baat karo
mor, chakor ,papihaa, koyal sab ko maat karo

saavan to man bagiyaa se bin barase beet gayaa
ras men Duube naGhme kii ab tum barasaat karo

hijr kii ik lambii manzil ko jaanevala huuN
apanii yaadon ke kuchh saaye mere saath karo

main kirnon kii kaliyaaN chunakar sej banaa luuNgaa
tum mukhaDe kaa chaaNd jalaao raushan raat karo

pyar burii shay nahi hai lekin phir bhi yaar "Qateel"
galii-galii taqasiim na tum apane jazabaat karo

Hamary Soch Ke Parwaz Ko Roky Nahi Koi

Hamary Soch Ke Parwaz Ko Roky Nahi Koi
Naye Aflaq Pey Pehra Bitha Kar Kuch Nahi Milta

Koi ik Aadh Sapna Ho Tu Phir Acha Bhi Lagta hai
Hazaron Khawab Ankhon Men Saja Kar Kuch Nahi Milta

Usey Kehna Ke Palkon Per Na Tanky Khawab Ke Jahlar
Samandar Ki Kinary Ghar Bana Kar Kuch Nahi Milta

Ye Acha Hai ke Aapis Ke Bharam Na Totney Payeen
Kabhi Bhi Doston Ko Aazma Kar Kuch Nahi Milta

Faqat Tum Sey Hi Karta Hoon Men Sary Raz Ke Baten
Har Ik Ko Dastan-E-Dil Suna Kar Kuch Nahi Milta

Amal Ki Sokhty Rag Men Zara Sa Khon Shamil Kar
Mery Ham Dam Faqat Bateen Bana Kar Kuch Nahi Milta

mohabbat ki kahani tou musafat hi musafat hai

mohabbat ki kahani tou musafat hi musafat hai
mohabbat ki musafat aur
zaroorat ki musafat mein
numaya farq hota hai
zaroorat ki musafat mein
musafir wapsi k sarey imkan pass rakhta hai
mohabbat ki musafat main palatney ka koi rasta nahin hota
wo sari kashtiyan apni
jala detey hain sahil pay
k na-umeed honey per
paltna bhi ager chahen
tou wapis ja nahin payen
WAHIN GHARQAAB HO JAYEN...

At a Solemn Music

John Milton (1608-1674 / London / England)

At a Solemn Music


Blest pair of Sirens, pledges of Heav'n's joy,
Sphere-born harmonious Sisters, Voice and Verse,
Wed your divine sounds, and mixt power employ
Dead things with inbreath'd sense able to pierce,
And to our high-rais'd fantasy present
That undisturbed Song of pure concent,
Ay sung before that saphire-colour'd throne
To Him that sits thereon
With Saintly shout and solemn Jubilee,
Where the bright Seraphim in burning row
Their loud up-lifted Angel trumpets blow,
And the Cherubic host in thousand choirs
Touch their immortal Harps of golden wires,
With those just Spirits that wear victorious Palms,
Hymns devout and holy Psalms
Singing everlastingly;
That we on Earth with undiscording voice
May rightly answer that melodious noise;
As once we did, till disproportion'd sin
Jarr'd against Nature's chime, and with harsh din
Broke the fair music that all creatures made
To their great Lord, whose love their motion sway'd
In first obedience, and their state of good.
And keep in tune with Heav'n, till God ere long
To His celestial consort us unite,
To live with Him, and sing in endless morn of light.

John Milton Light

John Milton

Light
HAIL holy light, ofspring of Heav'n first-born,
Or of th' Eternal Coeternal beam
May I express thee unblam'd? since God is light,
And never but in unapproached light
Dwelt from Eternitie, dwelt then in thee,
Bright effluence of bright essence increate.
Or hear'st thou rather pure Ethereal stream,
Whose Fountain who shall tell? before the Sun,
Before the Heavens thou wert, and at the voice
Of God, as with a Mantle didst invest
The rising world of waters dark and deep,
Won from the void and formless infinite.
Thee I re-visit now with bolder wing,
Escap't the Stygian Pool, though long detain'd
In that obscure sojourn, while in my flight
Through utter and through middle darkness borne
With other notes then to th' Orphean Lyre
I sung of Chaos and Eternal Night,
Taught by the heav'nly Muse to venture down
The dark descent, and up to reascend,
Though hard and rare: thee I revisit safe,
And feel thy sovran vital Lamp; but thou
Revisit'st not these eyes, that rowle in vain
To find thy piercing ray, and find no dawn;
So thick a drop serene hath quencht thir Orbs,
Or dim suffusion veild. Yet not the more
Cease I to wander where the Muses haunt
Cleer Spring, or shadie Grove, or Sunnie Hill,
Smit with the love of sacred song; but chief
Thee Sion and the flowrie Brooks beneath

That wash thy hallowd feet, and warbling flow,
Nightly I visit: nor somtimes forget
Those other two equal'd with me in Fate,
So were I equal'd with them in renown.
Blind Thamyris and blind Maeonides,
And Tiresias and Phineus Prophets old.
Then feed on thoughts, that voluntarie move
Harmonious numbers; as the wakeful Bird
Sings darkling, and in shadiest Covert hid
Tunes her nocturnal Note. Thus with the Year
Seasons return, but not to me returns
Day, or the sweet approach of Ev'n or Morn,
Or sight of vernal bloom, or Summers Rose,
Or flocks, or herds, or human face divine;
But cloud in stead, and ever-during dark
Surrounds me, from the chearful waies of men
Cut off, and for the Book of knowledg fair
Presented with a Universal

On The Death Of A Fair Infant Dying Of A Cough

On The Death Of A Fair Infant Dying Of A Cough

Jonh MIlton I

O fairest flower no sooner blown but blasted,
Soft silken Primrose fading timelesslie,
Summers chief honour if thou hadst outlasted
Bleak winters force that made thy blossome drie;
For he being amorous on that lovely die
That did thy cheek envermeil, thought to kiss
But kill'd alas, and then bewayl'd his fatal bliss.

II

For since grim Aquilo his charioter
By boistrous rape th' Athenian damsel got,
He thought it toucht his Deitie full neer,
If likewise he some fair one wedded not,
Thereby to wipe away th' infamous blot,
Of long-uncoupled bed, and childless eld,
Which 'mongst the wanton gods a foul reproach was held.

III

So mounting up in ycie-pearled carr,
Through middle empire of the freezing aire
He wanderd long, till thee he spy'd from farr,
There ended was his quest, there ceast his care
Down he descended from his Snow-soft chaire,
But all unwares with his cold-kind embrace
Unhous'd thy Virgin Soul from her fair hiding place.

IV

Yet art thou not inglorious in thy fate;
For so Apollo, with unweeting hand
Whilome did slay his dearly-loved mate
Young Hyacinth born on Eurotas' strand,
Young Hyacinth the pride of Spartan land;
But then transform'd him to a purple flower
Alack that so to change thee winter had no power.

On The Death Of A Fair Infant Dying Of A Cough

V

Yet can I not perswade me thou art dead
Or that thy coarse corrupts in earths dark wombe,
Or that thy beauties lie in wormie bed,
Hid from the world in a low delved tombe;
Could Heav'n for pittie thee so strictly doom?
O no! for something in thy face did shine
Above mortalitie that shew'd thou wast divine.

VI

Resolve me then oh Soul most surely blest
(If so it be that thou these plaints dost hear)
Tell me bright Spirit where e're thou hoverest
Whether above that high first-moving Spheare
Or in the Elisian fields (if such there were.)
Oh say me true if thou wert mortal wight
And why from us so quickly thou didst take thy flight.

VII

Wert thou some Starr which from the ruin'd roofe
Of shak't Olympus by mischance didst fall;
Which carefull Jove in natures true behoofe
Took up, and in fit place did reinstall?
Or did of late earths Sonnes besiege the wall
Of sheenie Heav'n, and thou some goddess fled
Amongst us here below to hide thy nectar'd head

VIII

Or wert thou that just Maid who once before
Forsook the hated earth, O tell me sooth
And cam'st again to visit us once more?
Or wert thou that sweet smiling Youth!
Or that c[r]own'd Matron sage white-robed Truth?
Or any other of that heav'nly brood
Let down in clowdie throne to do the world some good.

Note: 53 Or wert thou] Or wert thou Mercy -- conjectured by
John Heskin Ch. Ch. Oxon. from Ode on Nativity, st. 15.

IX

Or wert thou of the golden-winged boast,
Who having clad thy self in humane weed,
To earth from thy praefixed seat didst poast,
And after short abode flie back with speed,
As if to shew what creatures Heav'n doth breed,
Thereby to set the hearts of men on fire
To scorn the sordid world, and unto Heav'n aspire.

But oh why didst thou not stay here below

To bless us with thy heav'n-lov'd innocence,
To slake his wrath whom sin hath made our foe
To turn Swift-rushing black perdition hence,
Or drive away the slaughtering pestilence,
To stand 'twixt us and our deserved smart
But thou canst best perform that office where thou art.

XI

Then thou the mother of so sweet a child
Her false imagin'd loss cease to lament,
And wisely learn to curb thy sorrows wild;
Think what a present thou to God hast sent,
And render him with patience what he lent;
This if thou do he will an off-spring give,
That till the worlds last-end shall make thy name to live.

John Milton

Feelings ... Ehsasat

Feelings ... Ehsasat
It is really hard to define feelings. But lemme try may be i can do it. Feelings reflects our mind,thoughts and intentions. Its a sensation of touch. Every person has its own feelings or set of feelings that shows the inner atmosphere of a soul.It vary person to person,may b one thing u like and feeling good about that but the person may dont like that thing. ammmm i think it is enough.

Alfaz ka chunao

Alfaz ka chunao bhi kitna bay-yaqeen hota hai ap likha kuch chahtya hayn aur likha kuch jata hai aur lafz kuch miltay hayn aisa kion hota hai?

Thousands of words

Thousands of words in mind but I don't know how to transfer them on white paper. Most of the time I want to write something but always uncertainty of words surrounds me in its dark circle.

.........

hamaisha bai.yaqini insan ko kion ghairay rakhti hai
har lamha har pal yun lagta hai jaisay
bus yahi reh gayi ho ehsasat aur jazbat may

Uncertainty

Uncertainty

I always thought about the uncertainty of life,
emotions, thoughts and relations.
These things always make me scared of life....

basti basti ghor udaasi parwat parwat khalipan

basti basti ghor udaasi parwat parwat khalipan
man heera bemol lut gaya ghis ghis reeta tan chandan
is dharti se us ambar tak do hi cheez gajab ki hai
ek to tera bholapan hai ek mera deewana pan

koi diwana kehta hai koi pagal samjhta hai,

koi diwana kehta hai koi pagal samjhta hai,
magar dharti ki bechani ko bus badal samjhta hai,
main tujh se dur kaisa hon,tu mujh se dur hai kaisi,
ye tera dil samjhta hai ke mera dil samjhta hai

Haan judai sey darta hai dill....

Haan judai se darta hai dil
mout se to mai darti nahi
aur darti to sun le sanam
pyar tujhse mai karti nahi......


ek armaan is paar hai
ek arman us paar hai
humne khud hi banai thi jo
raste mai wo deewar hai
ek khushi dil ne kya mang li
har khushi ko nazar lag gai
zindagi jab kareeb aai to
zindagi ko nazar lag gai

ab tamanna ho dil me koi
mai tamanna bhi karti nahi

aur darti to sun le sanam
pyar tujhse mai karti nahi


man se man ka hai bandhan agar
tan mile na mile kuch nahi

man ka chandan mahakta rahe
man sab kuch hai tan kuch nahi

aasmano me kho jaiga
dastano me so jaiga
tan kissi roz ban ke dhuaa
in hawao ka ho jaiga

pyar rahta hai zinda sada
aatma hai marti nahi
aur darti to sun le sanam
pyar tujhse mai karti nahi

Gham ka mausam guzarta nahin
Zakham yaadon ka bharta nahin
Raat parbat hai kat ti nahin
Din hai dariya utar - ta nahin
Meri neendon mein a jayegi
Dhoop suraj ka khanjar liye
Todne mera dil aayega
Chand haathon mein paththar liye

jo jhale the humare liye
bhujh rahe hain wp sare diye
kuch andhero ki thi sajishein
kuch ujalo ne dhoke diye
ruk gai jane kis mpd par
zindagi kyu gujarti nhi

aur darti to sun le sanam
pyar tujhse me karti nahi

Yadon Ko Apne Dil Se Mita Kyon Nahi Dete

Yadon Ko Apne Dil Se Mita Kyon Nahi Dete
Jo Ja Chuka Hai Us Ko Bhula Kyon Nahi Dete

Mujhrim Hu Nain Tera Mujhe Itna To Bata
Khamosh Khade Ho Kyon Saza Kyon Nahi Dete

Mujhe Jis Ke Zakham Hain Inayat Teri
Gar Hai Tumhare Pas To Dawa Kyon Nahi Dete

Kaye Ghar Nahi Baste Hai Jin Ki Wajah Se
Un Adhjali Rasmon Ko Jala Kyon Nahi Dete

Maine Tumhari Khatir Kya Kya Nahi Kiya
Tum Meri Wafaon Ka Sila Kyon Nahi Dete

Tumhein Mujhse Mohabbat Hai Janta Hun Mai
Ye Bat Apne Lab Se Bata Kyon Nahi Dete

Anmol Khazana Hai Muskurahten Teri
Thoda Sa Ise Mujh Pe Luta Kyon Nahi Dete

Wo Aag Jo Dil Me Lagai Thi Kabhi Tumne
Wo Aag Aaj Khud Hi Bujha Kyon Nahi Dete

Ek Arsa Hua Chain Se Soye Huye Hum ko
Mera Chain Meri Neend Lauta Kyon Nahi Dete

Hatheli Saamne Rakhna,

Hatheli Saamne Rakhna,
Ke Sab Aansoo Gire Usme…
Jo Ruk Jaayega Honthon Par,
Samajh Jaana Ke “Wo Hum Hain”.

Jo Chal Jaaye Hawa Thandi,
To Aankhen Band Kar Lena…
Jo Jhonkaa Tez Ho Sabse,
Samajh Jaana Ke “Wo Hum Hain”.

Jo Jyaada Yaad Aaun Main,
To Ro Lena Jee Bhar Ke…
Agar Hichki Koi Aaye,
Samajh Jaana Ke “Wo Hum Hain”.

Agar Tum Bhoolna Chaaho,
Mujhe Shaayad Bhulaa Do Tum…
Magar Jab Saans Lena Tum
Samajh Jaana Ke “Wo Hum Hain”.

***BABA MUJHKO DARR LAGTA HAI**

***BABA MUJHKO DARR LAGTA HAI**

Baba !! meri Miss kehti hein
kal say sab bacho ko apnay
ghar parhna hai , ghar rehna hai !!

mai nay suna hai!!

aik barhey say ,
Kaali moocho'n walay "uncle"
BOMB baandh ker aien gay
sabh bachey mer jaein gay!!!

Bhool gayeee mein naam bhala tha !!
shayad "DEHSAT-Gard " Kaha tha !!

Baba ! Kioo marein gay hum ko ?
Hum say koi bhool hui kia ?
Hum say kia naraz hein Uncle ?

baba !! unko Guriya day dun ??
Ya phir mairi rangu wali
yaad hai na woh neeli Dibya
mairi pichli saalgirah per
aap nay mujhko laa ker di thi !!

Or meri woh piyaari poni !!
red Color ki , Titli wali !!
Who bhi day doon ??
Phir tou nahi marein gay mujhko ?

Yaad hai baba aik dafa jab
mujhko haath pay chot lagi thi
Bohat zayada dard hua tha
Thora Khoo'n bhi nikla tha !!
Bohat zayada roii thi mein .

Kya Yeh BOMB barha hota hai ?
Bohat zayada chot lagay gi ?
Dard bhi shayad zayada ho ga !!

"baba mujhko darr Lagta hai !!! ""


( KALAM : ATIF JAVED ATIF )

aankh se duur na ho dil se utar jaayega

aankh se duur na ho dil se utar jaayega
waqt ka kya hai guzarata hai guzar jaayega

itna maanuus na ho Khilvat-e-Gam se apani
tu kabhi Khud ko bhi deikheygaa to Dar jaayega

tum sar-e-raah-e-wafaa dekhate rah jaaoge
aur vo baam-e-rafaaqat se utar jaayega


zindagi terii ataa hai to ye jaanevaalay
teri baKhshiish teri dahaliz pe dhar jaayega


Doobate Doobate kashti to ochhaalaa dey doon
main nahin koi to saahil pe utar jaayega

zabt laazim hai magar dukh hai qayaamat ka 'Faraz'
zaalim ab ke bhi na royega to mar jaayega

ab ke tajdiid-e-vafaa kaa nahi imkaan jaana

ab ke tajdiid-e-vafaa kaa nahi imkaan jaana
yaad kyaa tujh ko dilaayen tera paimaan jaana

yun hi mausam ki adaa dekh ke yaad aayaa hai
kis qadar jald badal jaate hain insaan jaana

zindagi teri ataa thi so tere naam ki hai
ham ne jaise bhi basar ki teraa ehasaan jaana

dil ye kahata hai ki shaayad ho fasurda tu bhi
dil ki kya baat karen dil to hai naada jaana

avval-avval ki muhabbat ke nashe yaad to kar
bepiye bhi tera chehara thaa gulistaan jaana

aaKhir aaKhir to ye aalam hai ki ab hosh nahin
rag-e-miina sulag uThi ki rag-e-jaan jaana

muddaton se ye aalam na tavaqo na ummid
dil pukaare hi chalaa jaata hai jaanaan jaana

ham bhi kya saada the ham ne bhi samajh rakha tha

ham bhi kya saada the ham ne bhi samajh rakha tha
Gam-e-dauraan se judaa hai Gam-e-jaanaan jaanan

ab ki kuch aisi saji mahafil-e-yaaran jaana
sar-ba-zaanu hai koi sar-ba-girebaan jaana

har koi apani hi aavaaz se kaanp uThataa hai
har koi apane hi saaye se hiraasaan jaana

jis ko dekho vahi zanjiir-ba-paa lagata hai
shahar kaa shahar huaa daaKhil-e-zindaan jaana

ab teraa zikr bhi shaayad hi Gazal mein aaye
aur se aur hua dard kaa unvaan jaanaa

ham ki ruuThi hui rut ko bhi mana lete the
ham ne dekhaa hi na thaa mausam-e-hijraan jaanan

hosh aaya to sabhi Khvaab the reza-reza
jaise urtay huye auraaq-e-pareshaanN jaana

"A Narrow Girdle of Rough Stones and Crags,"
A narrow girdle of rough stones and crags,
A rude and natural causeway, interposed
Between the water and a winding slope
Of copse and thicket, leaves the eastern shore
Of Grasmere safe in its own privacy:
And there myself and two beloved Friends,
One calm September morning, ere the mist
Had altogether yielded to the sun,
Sauntered on this retired and difficult way.
----Ill suits the road with one in haste; but we
Played with our time; and, as we strolled along,
It was our occupation to observe
Such objects as the waves had tossed ashore--
Feather, or leaf, or weed, or withered bough,
Each on the other heaped, along the line
Of the dry wreck. And, in our vacant mood,
Not seldom did we stop to watch some tuft
Of dandelion seed or thistle's beard,
That skimmed the surface of the dead calm lake,
Suddenly halting now--a lifeless stand!
And starting off again with freak as sudden;
In all its sportive wanderings, all the while,
In all its sportive wanderings, all the while,
Making report of an invisible breeze
That was its wings, its chariot, and its horse,
Its playmate, rather say, its moving soul.
--And often, trifling with a privilege
Alike indulged to all, we paused, one now,
And now the other, to point out, perchance
To pluck, some flower or water-weed, too fair
Either to be divided from the place
On which it grew, or to be left alone
To its own beauty. Many such there are,
Fair ferns and flowers, and chiefly that tall fern,
So stately, of the queen Osmunda named;
Plant lovelier, in its own retired abode
On Grasmere's beach, than Naiad by the side
Of Grecian brook, or Lady of the Mere,
Sole-sitting by the shores of old romance.
--So fared we that bright morning: from the fields
Meanwhile, a noise was heard, the busy mirth
Of reapers, men and women, boys and girls.
Delighted much to listen to those sounds,
And feeding thus our fancies, we advanced
Along the indented shore; when suddenly,
Through a thin veil of glittering haze was seen
Before us, on a point of jutting land,
The tall and upright figure of a Man
Attired in peasant's garb, who stood alone,
Angling beside the margin of the lake.
"Improvident and reckless," we exclaimed,
"The Man must be, who thus can lose a day
Of the mid harvest, when the labourer's hire
Is ample, and some little might be stored
Wherewith to cheer him in the winter time."
Thus talking of that Peasant, we approached
Close to the spot where with his rod and line
He stood alone; whereat he turned his head
To greet us--and we saw a Mam worn down
By sickness, gaunt and lean, with sunken cheeks
And wasted limbs, his legs so long and lean
Forgetful of the body they sustained.--
Too weak to labour in the harvest field,
The Man was using his best skill to gain
A pittance from the dead unfeeling lake
That knew not of his wants. I will not say
What thoughts immediately were ours, nor how
The happy idleness of that sweet morn,
With all its lovely images, was changed
To serious musing and to self-reproach.
Nor did we fail to see within ourselves
What need there is to be reserved in speech,
And temper all our thoughts with charity.
--Therefore, unwilling to forget that day,
My Friend, Myself, and She who then received
The same admonishment, have called the place
By a memorial name, uncouth indeed
As e'er by mariner was given to bay
Or foreland, on a new-discovered coast;
And POINT RASH-JUDGMENT is the name it bears.

William Wordsworth

An eye is meant to see things.

An eye is meant to see things.
The soul is here for its own joy.
A head has one use: for loving a true lover.
Legs: to run after.

Love is for vanishing into the sky. The mind,
for learning what men have done and tried to do.
Mysteries are not to be solved. The eye goes blind
when it only wants to see why.

A lover is always accused of something.
But when he finds his love, whatever was lost
in the looking comes back completely changed.
On the way to Mecca, many dangers: thieves,
the blowing sand, only camel’s milk to drink.
Still each pilgrim kisses the black stone there
with pure longing, feeling in the surface
the taste of the lips he wants.

This talk is like stamping new coins. They pile up,
while the real work is done outside
by someone digging in the ground

(Mevlana Jalaluddin Rumi, Mesnavi)

You that love lovers

You that love lovers,
this is your home. Welcome!
In the midst of making form.
love made this form that melts form,
with love for the door,
soul for the vestibule.
Their dance is our dance.
We rarely hear the inward music,
but we're dancing to it nevertheless,
directed by the one who teaches us,
the pure joy of the sun,
our music master.
~
You may have lived many years in a city,
But as soon as you fall asleep,
Another city rears in your mind,
Full of its own good and evil
And your own city - the one you lived in for years -
Vanishes completely from your memory.
You do not say, "I am a stranger here; this is not my city."
You think you have always lived there.
You think you were born and bred there.
Are you amazed, then, that your soul
Does not remember its ancient home?
How could you remember?
She is wrapped in the sleep of this world
Like a star shrouded by the clouds,
And she has tramped through so many cities,
And the dust that darkens her vision
Has not yet been swept away.

duniyaa men huuN duniyaa kaa talab_gaar nahiin huuN

duniyaa men huuN duniyaa kaa talab_gaar nahiin huuN
baazaar se guzaraa huuN Khariidaar nahiin huuN

zindaa huuN magar ziist kii lazzat nahiin baaqii
har chand ki huuN hosh men hoshiyaar nahiin huuN

is Khaanaa-e-hastii se guzar jaauuNgaa belaus
saayaa huuN faqat naqsh-e-diivaar nahiin huuN

afasurdaa huuN ibarat se davaa kii nahiin haajat
Gam kaa mujhe ye zauf hai biimaar nahiin huuN

vo gul huuN KhizaaN ne jise bar_baad kiyaa hai
uljhuuN kisii daaman se main vo Khaar nahiin huuN

yaarab mujhe mahafuus rakh us but ke sitam se
main us kii inaayat kaa talab_gaar nahiin huuN

afasurdagii-o-jaur kii kuchh had nahiin "Akbar"
kaafir ke muqaabil men bhii diin_daar nahiiN huuN

eik shaks se milna hai mujh ko

eik shaks se milna hai mujh ko
A umer rawan!
A pass mairay
Eik raaz ki baat batani hai
Eik khuwab sunana hai tujh ko
Eik dard ki tees si dil mai hai
Eik rung dikhana hai tujh ko
A umer rawan!
A pass mairay
Ya neem shabi ki khamoshi
Ya neend ki palkain bojhal si
Ya parda dar
Ya zehar nazar
Eik khuff sa zehan o dil per hai
Tanhai meri chupkay se kahay
A umer rawan!
A pass mairay
Tujh se faqat
Kahna hai mujhay
Raftaar ko apni dheema rakh
eik shaks se milna hai mujh ko
Milnay ki ghari jo tahri hai
Do chaar sadi ya aab k baras
A umer rawan!
A pass mairay.

Chupaye Dil Main Ghumo'n ka jahan bethe hain

Chupaaye dil me.n Ghumo.n kaa jahaan baiThe hai.n
tumhaarii bazm me.n ham bezabaan baiThe hai.n

ye aur baat ki manzil pe ham pahu.Nch na sake
magar ye kam hai ki raaho.n ko chhaan baiThe hai.n

fuGaa.N hai dard hai soz-o-firaaq-o-daaG-e-alam
abhii to ghar me.n bahut meharabaan baiThe hai.n

ab aur gardish-e-taqadiir kyaa sataayegii
luTaa ke ishq me.n naam-o-nishaan baiThe hai.n

vo ek lafz-e-mohabbat hii dil kaa dushman hai
jise shariat-e-ehasaas maan baiThe hai.n

hai maikado.n kii bahaaro.n se dostii 'Sagar'
baraaye had-e-yaqiin-o-gumaan baiThe hai.n 

Insha jee kyoon aashiq ho kar dard kay hathoon shor karo

Insha jee kyoon aashiq ho kar dard kay hathoon shor karo
Dil ko aur dilasa day lo man ko miyan kathor karo

Aaj humain is dil ki hiqayat door talak lay jani hai
Shaakh pay gul hai bagh main bulbul ji main magar veerani hai

Ishq hai rog kaha tha hum nay aap nay lakin mana bhi
Ishq main ji say jatay dekhay Insha jaisay dana bhi

Hum jis kay liyay har dais phiray jogi ka badal kar bhais
Bus dil ka bharam reh jayay ga yeh dard tu acha kya hoga


wo ajab ghari thi k jis ghari liya dars nuskh-e-ishq ka
k kitab aqal ki taq main jun dhari thi tun dhari rahi
khabar-e-tahaur-e-ishq sun na junoon raha na pari rahi
na wo to raha na wo main raha jo rahi so bakhabari rahi
chali simt-e-ghaib say ik hawa wo chaman saroor ka tha jal giya
magar ik shaikh-e-nihal-e-gam jisay dil kahain so hari rahi

AE ISHQ HUMEN BARBAD NA KAR BARBAD NA KAR

AE ISHQ HUMEN BARBAD NA KAR BARBAD NA KAR
AE ISHQ NA CHER A A KE HUMEN HUM BHOLE HOON KO YAD NA KAR
PEHLE HI BAHAT NASHAD HAN HUM TU AUR HUMEN NASHAD NA KAR
QISMAT KA SITAM HI KAM NA HI KUCH YE TAZA SITAM IJAD NA KAR
YUU ZULM NA KAR BEBAK NA KAR
RATON KO UTH UTH KAR ROTE HAN RO RO KE DUAYEN KARTE HAN
ANKHON ME TASAWUR DIL ME KHALISH SIR DHUNDE HAN AHNE BHARTE HAN
AE ISHQ YE KESA ROG LAGA JETE HAN ZAILM NA MARTE HAN
IN KHOABON SE YUU AZAD NA KAR
AE ISHQ HUMEN BARBAD NA KAR BARBAD NA KAR
JIS DIN SE BANDHA HA DEHAN TERA GHABRAYE HOE SE RAHTE HAN
HAR WAQT TASAWOR KAR KAR KE SHARMAYE HOE SE RAHTE HAN
KUMLAHE HOE PHOOLON KI TARHA
KUMLAHE SE RAHTE HAN
PAMAL NA KAR BEBAK NA KAR
AE ISHQ HUMEN BARBAD NA KAR BARBAD NA KAR

ajnabi sheher k ajnabi rastay

ajnabi sheher k ajnabi rastay
meri tanhaii per muskoratay rahay

main bohat der tak yunhi chalta raha
tum bohat der tak yad atay rahay

zeher milta raha, zeher peetay rahay
roz mertay rahay, roz jeetay rahay
zindagi bhi hamain azmati rahi
or hum bhi usay azmatay rahay

ajnabi sheher k....

Kal kuch aisa howa, main bohat thak gaya
is liyay sun k bhi un suni ker gaya
kitni yadon k bhatkay howay karwaan
dill k zakhmon k darr khatkhatatay rahay

ajnabi sheher k....

zakhm jab bhi koii zehn o dill per laga
zindagi ki taraf ik dareecha khula
hum bhi goyaa kisi saaz k taar hain
chott khatay rahay, gungunatay rahay

ajnabi sheher k ajnabi rastay
meri tanhaii per muskoratay rahay
main bohat der tak yunhi chalta raha
tum bohat der tak yaad atay rahay!!!!!!!

Dil behlanay ki nahi koi sabeel

Dil behlanay ki nahi koi sabeel
january ki sard raat'yn hain taveel
dalta houn apnay mazii per nigah
gahay gahay khainchta houn sard aah
kis tarah ab dil ko rah per laon main
kis bahanay se usay bhulaaon main
sub ko mahwe khawab rahat chor k
neend ati hai mery shabista'an main mery
mujh ko sotay dekh ker ata hai koi
mery ssenay se chimat jata hai koi
dekhta houn aa k aksar hosh main
koi zalim hai meri aagosh main
khud ko magar tanha hi pata houn main
phir ghari-bar baad main so jata houn main
phir kisi ko dekhta houn khawab main
is dafa pehchan leta houn tumhay
bhaag jatay ho qareeb subha-dam
chor daitay ho raheen ranj-o-gham
mujh ko tum seishq tha mudaat hoi
un dino tum ko bhi ulfat mujh se thi
kam nigahii iqtasa-e-saal-o-sun
kia hoi the baat janay ek din
band apna aana jana hogya
aur us per ek zamana hogya
tum ghalat samjhay hoa main baad-gumaan
baat choti the magar puhnchi kahan
jald hi main to pashema'an hogya
tum ko bhi ehsas kuch aesa hoa
nasha pindaar main lakin the mast

thi giraa'n dono pe tasleem-e-shikast

thi giraa'n dono pe tasleem-e-shikast
hijar k sehra ko tay kerna para
mil gaya tha rehnuma umeed sa
hai meri juart ki asal ab bhi yehi
dil ye kehta hai k dekhain to sahi
jis main utra tha hamara kaarvaan
ab bhi mumkin hai wo khali ho makaan
aaj tak daitay rahay dil ko faraib
ab nahi mumkin zara taab-e-shakeeb
aao mery deeda-e-tar main raho
aao,is ujray hoe ghar main raho
hoslay se main pehal kerta to houn
dil main itna souch ker darta bhi houn
tum na thukra do meri dawat kahin
main ye samjhonga agar kehdo nahi
gardish-e-ayaam ko louta lia
main ne jo kuch khou dia tha paa lia

Chairr deen tu nay bhi Aey dil yeh kahan ki baatain

Chairr deen tu nay bhi Aey dil yeh kahan ki baatain
Mehro-khaan, Saro-qadaan, Gul-badaan ki baatain
Dasht-E-Mehjoori main Aaho nighaan ki baatain

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Vatican ka tu hai kuttoo'n ki tijarat pay madaar
Kya hoay woh teri bhatki hoyee bhairroon kay shabaan

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Bahrul-Kahil kay sawahil kay afeemi baasi
Qismat-E-Mashriq-E-Aqsa kay khudawand banay
Subah ka surkh sitara hoa pekan say tulo'

Mujay awaz de laina

Mujay awaz de laina

Kabi jab ankh chalke to
Kabi jab dil na sambhle to
Mujay awaz de laina

Kabi jab dur ho koi
Bohat majbur ho koi
Koi awaz na day to
Mujay awaz de laina

Koi ansu na ponche to
Koi hansnay se roke to
Koi tum ko sataye to
Mujay awaz de laina

Kabi jab din na guzray to
Kabi jab raat tarpaye
Kabi din mei andhera ho
Mujay awaz de laina

Main tere passhota hon
Main teresath rehta hun
Mgr phir bhi guzarish hai
Mujay awaz day laina

Ho naa dunya mai koi hum sa bhi piysa logo

Ho naa dunya mai koi hum sa bhi piysa logo
Ji mai aati hay keh pi jain yeh darya logo

Kitni iss sheher kay sakhyun ki suni thein batein
Hum jo aaye tou kisi ne bhi naa pocha logo

Ittifaqun hi sahi per koi der tou khulta
Jhilmilata pas-e-chilman koi saya logo

Sub ke sub mast rahe apne nehan khanon main
Koi kuch baat musafir ki bhi sunta logo

Hongay iss sheher mai kuch iskay bhi parhne wale
Yun tou yeh shakhs bhi mashoor tha khasa logo

Kisi daman kisi aanchal ki hawa tou milti
Jub sar-e-rah yeh damanda gira tha logo

Ek tasveer thi kiya janye kis ki tasveer
Naqsh mohom se aur rang ura sa logo

Ek aawaz thi kiya janye kis ki aawaz
Uss ney aawaz ka rishta bhi na rakha logo

Kuch pata uss ka humain ho tou tumhain batlain
Kaun ghar?kaun nagar?kaun mohallah logo

Chand hurfoon ka moamma tha woh uljha suljha
uss ne tou naam bhi poora na bataya logo

Haye yeh dard ke mushkil se thama tha dil mai
Chand ponam ka abhi se nikal aaya logo

Phir wohi dasht wohi dasht ki tanhai hay
Wehshat-e-dil ne kahin ka bhi na rakha logo

Uss main himmat hay tou der aaye utha de yeh hisar
Apne gunbad mai tou der hay na darecha logo

Ji ki ji hi mai rahein hasratein toofanoo ki
yeh safina tou kinare hi peh dooba logo

Koi paigham zabani bhi nahin kuch bhi nahin
Hum ne apne ko bohat dair sambhala logo

Band aankhain hoi jati hain pisarein paon
Neend si neend?humain abb na uthana logo

Ek hi shab hai taveel,itni taveel,itni taveel
Apne ayaam main amroz na farda logo

Abb koi aaye tou kehna"musafir tou gaya"
Aur yeh bhi kehna keh"bhala abb bhi na jata logo"

Rah taktay hoye pathra gai thein aankhain
Aah bhartay hoye chalni hoa seena logo

Hont jaltay thay jo leta tha kabhi aap ka naam
Iss tarah aur kisi ko naa satana logo.......

Just tell me the reason, my dear heart,

Just tell me the reason, my dear heart,
Why is it, we fell apart…..
I went to the moon; u ran to the stars,
What is the reason, we went so far…..

Now that all things are, said & done,
U called from the star & said, “Just for fun”;
If it was for fun, then tell me dear,
What is the thing u & I fear??

What bout the days, months & years,
We lived together, without any fear,
What bout the days we laughed & cried,
You even forgot, we had a “Smile!!”

So I’ll like to end this small story,
With a wish from my heart;
I wish the moon & star get together,
And hope that,
“We never fell Apart!!”

Sitting alone on this bench
With wind shuffling my hair
The ducks swimming on the pond
But my gaze staring into the air

Things around me move faster
They dont need me to participate
Then Why these things affect me?
When I cant cope-up to wait

Going out doesn’t excite me
Having fun is not my cup of tea
Doing nothing but i still do
That’s also my way of doing too

Pretending that I smile
For everyone all is fine
Who can see my inner heart?
That weeping takes whole part!

Ye Ghazi Ye Teray Pur'Israar Banday

Ye Ghazi Ye Teray Pur'Israar Banday
Jinhain Tunay Bakhsha Hai Zoq-e-Khudai

Do Neem Inn Ki Thokar Main Sehra-o-Darya
Simaty Ker Pahaar Inn Ki Haibatt Se Raii

Shahadat Hai Matloob-o-Maqsood-e-Momin
Na Maal-e-Ghaneemat Na Kishwar'Kushai

Do Aalam Se Kerti Hai Begaana Dil Ko
Ajab Cheez Hai Lazzat-e-Aashnaii

Hazaron dukh parain sehna Muhabbat mar nahe sakti

Hazaron dukh parain sehna Muhabbat mar nahe sakti
hai tum se bus yahi kahna Muhabbat mar nahe sakti

tayra har bar mairay khat ko perhna aur ro dayna
maira har bar lekh dayna Muhabbat mar nahe sakti.

kiya tha hum ne campous ki nadi per aik haseen wada
bhaly hum ko paray marna Muhabbat per nahe sakti

jahan mai jab talak panchi chahaktay urtay phirtay hain
hai jab tak phool ka sambhalna Muhabbat mar nahe sakti.

puranay ahad ko jab zinda karnay ka khayal aye
Mujhy bus itna lekh dayna Muhabbat mar nahe sakti

woo tayra Hijzar ki shab phone rakhnay se zara phalay
buhat rotay hohay khana Muhabbat mar nahe sakti.

agar hum ahsratoon ki qabar mai hi dafan hojahain
tou ya qatboon per lekh dayna Muhabbat mar nahe sakti.

puranay rabton ko phir naye wwaday ki khuhaish hai
zara aik bar tou kahna Muhabbat mar nahe sakti.

Gaye lamhat fursat ke kahan se dhond kar laon
woo pahroon haat per lekhna Muhabbat mar nahe sakti.

Woh Kuch Suntaa Tou Mein Kehtaa, Mujhe Kuch Aur Kehnaa Thaa

Woh Kuch Suntaa Tou Mein Kehtaa, Mujhe Kuch Aur Kehnaa Thaa
Woh Pal Bhar Koo Jo Ruk Jaata, Mujhe Kuch Aur Kehnaa Thaa
Ghalat Fehmi Ney Baatoon Koo Barhaa Daalaa Younhi Wernaa
Kaha Kuch Thaa, Woh Kuch Samjhaa, Mujhe Kuch Aur Kehnaa Thaa
Kamaai Zindagi Bhar Ki Ussi Kay Naam Kyun Kar Di
Mujhe Kuch Aur Karnaa Thaa, Mujhe Kuch Aur Kehnaa Thaa
Kahaan Uss Ney Suni, Meri Suni Bhi An-Suni Kar Di
Ussay Maloom Thaa Itnaa, Mujhe Kuch Aur Kehnaa Thaa
Mere Dil Mein Joo Darr Aaya, Koi Mujh Mein Bhi Der Aaya
Wahien Ek Raabtaa Toota, Mujhe Kuch Aur Kehnaa Thaa
Rawaan Thaa Pyar Nas Nas Mein, Bohuat Kurbat Thi Aapas Mein
Ussay Kuch Aur Sun-nanaa Thaa, Mujhe Kuch Aur Kehnaa Thaa

Ab kis kaa jashn manaate ho

Ab kis kaa jashn manaate ho

Ab kis kaa jashn manaate ho us des kaa jo taqsiim huaa
ab kis ke giit sunaate ho us tan-man kaa jo do-niim huaa
us Khvaab kaa jo rezaa rezaa un aankhon kii taqadiir huaa
us naam kaa jo Tukadaa Tukadaa galiyon mein be-tauqiir huaa
us parcham kaa jis kii hurmat baazaaron mein niilaam huii
us mittii kaa jis kii hurmat mansuub uduu ke naam huii
us jang ko jo tum haar chuke us rasm kaa jo jaarii bhii nahiin
us zaKhm kaa jo siine pe na thaa us jaan kaa jo vaarii bhii nahiin
us Khuun kaa jo bad qismat thaa raahon men bahaayaa tan mein rahaa
us phuul kaa jo beqiimat thaa aangan mein khilaa yaa ban mein rahaa
us mashriq kaa jis ko tum ne neze kii anii marham samajhaa
us magarib kaa jis ko tum ne jitana bhii luutaa kam samajhaa
un maasuumon kaa jin ke lahuu se tum ne farozaan raatein kiin
yaa un mazaluumon kaa jis se Khanjar kii zubaan mein baatein kiin
us mariyam kaa jis kii iffat luTatii hai bhare baazaaron mein
us iisaa kaa jo qaatil hai aur shaamil hai GamKhvaaron mein
in nauhaagaron kaa jin ne hamein Khud qatl kiyaa Khud rote hain
aise bhii kahiin dam saaz hue aise jallaad bhii hote hain
un bhuuke nange Dhaanchon kaa jo raqs sar-e-baazaar karen
yaa un zaalim qazzaaqon kaa jo bhes badal kar vaar karein
yaa un Jhuute iqaraaron kaa jo aaj talak aifaa na hue
yaa un bebas laachaaron kaa jo aur bhii dukh kaa nishaanaa hue
is shaahii kaa jo dast-ba-dast aaii hai tumhaare hisse mein
kyon nang-e-vatan kii baat karo kyaa rakhaa hai is qisse mein
aankhon men chhupaaye ashkon ko honthon mein vafaa ke bol liye
is jashn mein bhii shaamil huun nauhon se bharaa kashkol liye

In the dead of night, a Sufi began to weep.

In the dead of night, a Sufi began to weep.
He said, "This world is like a closed coffin, in which
We are shut and in which, through our ignorance,
We spend our lives in folly and desolation.
When Death comes to open the lid of the coffin,
Each one who has wings will fly off to Eternity,
But those without will remain locked in the coffin.
So, my friends, before the lid of this coffin is taken off,
Do all you can to become a bird of the Way to God;
Do all you can to develop your wings and your feathers."

Kabhi ae haqeeqat E muntazar nazar aa libaas E majaaz meN

Kabhi ae haqeeqat E muntazar nazar aa libaas E majaaz meN


K hazaaroN sajday taRap rahay haiN meri jabeen E neyaaz meN


Tarab aashnaa-E-kharosh ho, to nawaa-E-mahram E gosh ho


Wo suror kya K chupa hua ho sukoot E parda E saaz meN


Tu bacha bacha ke na rakh ise, tera aa-i-naa hai wo aa-i-naa


K shikastaa ho to azeez tar hai nigaah E aa-i-naa saaz meN


Dam E tauf E kirmak E sham’a ne yeh kaha K ab woh asar kahaaN


Na teree hikayat E soz meN, na meri hadees E gudaaz meN


Na kahiN jahaaN meN amaaN mili, jo amaaN mili to kahaaN mili


Mere jurm E khaanaa kharaab ko tere ‘afw E bandaa nawaaz meN


Na woh ishq meN rahiN garmiyaaN, na wo husn meN rahiN shokhiyaaN


Na woh Ghaznavi meN taRap rahi, na woh Kham hai zulf E Ayaz meN


Jo maiN sar-ba-sajdaa hua kabhi, to zameeN se aane lagi sadaa


Tera dil to hai sanam aashna, tujhe kya milega Namaaz meN

kal chaudhavii.n kii raat thii shab bhar rahaa chacha tera

kal chaudhavii.n kii raat thii shab bhar rahaa charchaa teraa
kuchh ne kahaa ye chaa.Nd hai kuchh ne kahaa cheharaa teraa

ham bhii vahii.n maujuud the ham se bhii sab puuchhaa kiye
ham ha.Ns diye ham chup rahe manzuur thaa pardaa teraa

is shahar me.n kis se mile.n ham se to chhuuTii mahafile.n
har shaKhs teraa naam le har shaKhs diivaanaa teraa

kuuche ko tere chho.D kar jogii hii ban jaaye.n magar
jangal tere parbat tere bastii terii saharaa teraa

ham aur rasm-e-bandagii aashuftagii uftaadagii
ehasaan hai kyaa kyaa teraa ai husn-e-beparvaa teraa

do ashk jaane kis liye palko.n pe aa kar Tik gaye
altaaf kii baarish terii ikraam kaa dariyaa teraa

ai bedaareG-o-be_amaa.N ham ne kabhii kii hai fuGaa.N
ham ko terii vahashat sahii ham ko sahii saudaa teraa

tuu bevafaa tuu maharabaa.N ham aur tujh se bad-gumaa.N
ham ne to puuchhaa thaa zaraa ye vaqt kyuu.N Thaharaa teraa

ham par ye saKhtii kii nazar ham hai.n faqiir-e-rah_guzar
rastaa kabhii rokaa teraa daaman kabhii thaamaa teraa

haa.N haa.N terii suurat hasii.n lekin tuu aisaa bhii nahii.n
is shaKhs ke ashaar se shoharaa huaa kyaa kyaa teraa

beshak usii kaa dosh hai kahataa nahii.n Khaamosh hai
tuu aap kar aisii davaa biimaar ho achchhaa teraa

bedard sunanii ho to chal kahataa hai kyaa achchhii Gazal
aashiq teraa rusavaa teraa shaayar teraa "Inshaa" teraa

Dekhaa hua sa kuchh hai to sochaa hua sa kuchh

Dekhaa hua sa kuchh hai to sochaa hua sa kuchh


Har waqt mere saath hai uljhaa hua sa kuchh


Hotaa hai yuuN bhii raastaa khultaa nahiN kahiN


Jangal sa phail jaataa hai khoyaa hua sa kuchh


Saahil kii geelii ret pe bachchoN ke khel saa


Har lamhaa mujh meN bantaa bikhartaa hua sa kuchh


Fursat ne aaj ghar ko sajaayaa kuchh is tarah


Har shay se muskuraataa hai rotaa hua sa kuchh


DhuNdhlii sii ek yaad, kisii qabr kaa diyaa


Aur mere aas paas chamkataa hua sa kuchh

Yaadon Ka Ek Jhonka Aya Humse Milne Barson Baad,

Yaadon Ka Ek Jhonka Aya Humse Milne Barson Baad,
Pehle Itna Roye Nahi The Jitna Roye Barson Baad,

Lamha Lamha Ghar Ujda Hai Mushkil Se Ehsaas Hua,
Pathar Aaye Barso Pehle Sheeshe Toote Barso Baad,

Aaj Hamari Khaak Pe Duniay Rone Dhone Baithi Hai,
Phol Hue Kitne Sastejaane Kitne Barso Baad,

Bhool Bhi Jao Kisne Toda Kiase Toda Aur Kyon Toda,
Dhond Rahe Ho Galiyon Mein Kya Dilke Tukde Barson Baad,

Dastak Ki Ummid Laga Kar Kab Tak Yun Hi Jeete Hum,
Kal Ka Waada Karne Wale Milne Aaye Barson Baad...

Yadon Ko Apne Dil Se Mita Kyon Nahi Dete

Yadon Ko Apne Dil Se Mita Kyon Nahi Dete
Jo Ja Chuka Hai Us Ko Bhula Kyon Nahi Dete

Mujhrim Hu Nain Tera Mujhe Itna To Bata
Khamosh Khade Ho Kyon Saza Kyon Nahi Dete

Mujhe Jis Ke Zakham Hain Inayat Teri
Gar Hai Tumhare Pas To Dawa Kyon Nahi Dete

Kaye Ghar Nahi Baste Hai Jin Ki Wajah Se
Un Adhjali Rasmon Ko Jala Kyon Nahi Dete

Maine Tumhari Khatir Kya Kya Nahi Kiya
Tum Meri Wafaon Ka Sila Kyon Nahi Dete

Tumhein Mujhse Mohabbat Hai Janta Hun Mai
Ye Bat Apne Lab Se Bata Kyon Nahi Dete

Anmol Khazana Hai Muskurahten Teri
Thoda Sa Ise Mujh Pe Luta Kyon Nahi Dete

Wo Aag Jo Dil Me Lagai Thi Kabhi Tumne
Wo Aag Aaj Khud Hi Bujha Kyon Nahi Dete

Ek Arsa Hua Chain Se Soye Huye Hum ko
Mera Chain Meri Neend Lauta Kyon Nahi Dete

kuchh to havaa bhii sard thii kuchh thaa teraa Khayaal bhii

kuchh to havaa bhii sard thii kuchh thaa teraa Khayaal bhii
dil ko Khushii ke saath saath hotaa rahaa malaal bhii


baat vo aadhii raat kii raat vo puure chaa.Nd kii
chaa.Nd bhii ain chet kaa us pe teraa jamaal bhii


sab se nazar bachaa ke vo mujh ko aise dekhate
ek dafaa to ruk ga_ii gardish-e-maah-o-saal bhii

dil to chamak sakegaa kyaa phir bhii taraash ke dekh lo
shiishaagaraan-e-shahar ke haath kaa ye kamaal bhii


us ko na paa sake the jab dil kaa ajiib haal thaa
ab jo palaT ke dekhiye baat thii kuchh muhaal bhii


merii talab thaa ek shaKhs vo jo nahii.n milaa to phir
haath duaa se yuu.N giraa bhuul gayaa savaal bhii


shaam kii naasamajh havaa puuchh rahii hai ik pataa
mauj-e-havaa-e-kuu-e-yaar kuchh to meraa Khayaal bhii


us ke hii baazuuo.n me.n aur us ko hii sochate rahe
jism kii Khvaahisho.n pe the ruuh ke aur jaal bhii

Janun ko zabt sikha loon to phir chaley jana

Janun ko zabt sikha loon to phir chaley jana
mein apna aap sanbhaa loon to phir chaley jana

usi tarah hai abhi tishnagi in aankhon mein
mein in ki piyas bujha loon to phir chaley jana

dil ko ye waham k tum laut ker na aao ge
ye waham dil se nikaaloon to phir chaley jana

bayaz-e-dil peh jo utri hai surat-e-ilham
wo ghazal tum ko suna loon to phir chaley jana

nisaar hotey hain shama peh kesey perwaney
yeh jashan tum ko dikha loon to phir chaley jana.

itnii Khushbuu hai ke dam ghuTtaa hai

itnii Khushbuu hai ke dam ghuTtaa hai
ab ke yuuN TuuT ke aayii hai bahaar
aag jaltii hai ke khilte haiN chaman
rang shoalaa hai to nikhat hai sharaar
ravishoN par hai qayaamat ka nikhaar
jaise taptaa ho javaanii kaa badan
aablaa ban ke tapakTii hai kalii
kopaleN phuuT ke lau detii haiN
ab ke gulshan meN sabaa yuuN bhii chalii

(Ahmed Nadeem Qasmi)

Samandar kya kare’n ge qatra-e-shabnam chura lae’n

Samandar kya kare’n ge qatra-e-shabnam chura lae’n
Jo mumkin ho to zakhm-e-hijr ka marham chura lae’n

Tumhara sath hai to aik bus apna hi jeewan kyu’n
Jaha’n walo’n ki sari umr aao hum chura lae’n

Baharo’n k chaley janey khiza’n aney ka dar na ho
Koi aisa muhabbat ka naya mausam chura lae’n

Khabar ho neend ki paryo’n na hi khwabo’n ki devi ko
Tumhe’n palko’n ki doli mein bitha kar hum chura lae’n

Hame’n jazbaat k sehra ko bhi sairab karna hai
Kisi tootey huey insa’n ki chashm-e-num chura lae’n

Sada ki muskurahat un k honto’n pe sajanay ko
Chalo shahi zara chupkay se un k ghum chura lae’n

یہ انجم بوس ایوانوں کی ٹوٹی پھوُٹی دیواریں

یہ انجم بوس ایوانوں کی ٹوٹی پھوُٹی دیواریں
خدا انسان کو سمجھا رہا ہے استعاروں میں

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خود وقت کے قدموں میں زنجیر نظر آئی
جب آپ کی آمد میں تاخیر نظر آئی

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سر بھی ایسا ہو جو سجدوں کی حقیقت سمجھے
در بھی ایسا ہو جو شایانِ جبیں سائی ہو

عمر بھر کچھ خواب دل پر دستکیں دیتے رہے

عمر بھر کچھ خواب دل پر دستکیں دیتے رہے
ہم کہ مجبورِ وفا تھے آہٹیں سُنتے رہے
جب تخیل استعاروں میں ڈھلا تو شہر میں
دیر تک حسنِ بیاں کے تذکرے ہوتے رہے
دیپ یادوں کے جلے تو ایک بے چینی رہی
اتنی بے چینی کہ شب بھر کروٹیں لیتے رہے
ایک اُلجھن رات دن پلتی رہی دل میں کہ ہم
کس نگر کی خاک تھے کس دشت میں ٹھہرے رہے
ہم بقاؔ اک ریت کی چادر کو اوڑھے دیر تک
دشتِ ماضی کے سنہرے خواب میں کھوئے رہے

اُن کے اشکوں کو کہاں تک گریۂ شبنم کہیں

اُن کے اشکوں کو کہاں تک گریۂ شبنم کہیں
آؤ معیارِ نظر بدلیں فسانے کم کہیں
ہے کفِ موجِ صبا میں تارِ دامانِ حیات
اہلِ دِل اِس کو میری تقدیر کا پرچم کہیں
ریشمی کِرنوں میں لپٹا ہو بدن تقدیس کا
چاندنی پھیلے تو ہم افسانۂ مریم کہیں
دِل کے پیمانے میں رقصاں ہے سمندر کا مزاج
ہم اِسے اپنی زباں میں کیوں نہ جامِ جم کہیں
دِل یہ کہتا ہے مآلِ موسمِ گُل دیکھ کر
ہر خوشی کی بزم کو ہم حلقۂ ماتم کہیں
نکہتوں کے شہر میں جائیں تو اربابِ نظر
زخم کو عکسِ رُخِ گُل اشک کو شبنم کہیں
استعاروں ہی سے قائم ہے بھرم ہر چیز کا
موجِ صہبا کو لہو اور انگبیں کو سم کہیں
ہر نئی لغزش کو دیتے ہیں نیا عنوان ہم
زندگی! کب تک تیری تحریر کو مبہم کہیں
اب نہ اُس کی یاد ہے محسنؔ نہ لمحوں کا فریب
زیست کی اِس کشمکش کو کونسا عالم کہیں

Here I go in search of a treasure

Here I go in search of a treasure
Know not I what is real in it
My path is not the one seldom passed by
But most often picked upon
Know not I where will I reach
Does this life have a lesson to teach?
Why do I get those dreams?
Me being in the village scene
I don't know what force forces me to remember
Something I always try to forget
Know not I force it is.
Why do I jump up when I see all those things being related to me?
My dedication is increasing day by day
Though there is nothing known I can say.
Know not I what dedication it is.
But I know I'm walking towards it
May be few years hence I would know
What I know not now.
May be this puzzle of life
I shall sort out
And know everything that I know not now