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Love Poetry, Teri Jaan Hi Nikal Jaiy

Shani — Wed, 26 Jan 2011 12:08:48 +0000

DiL karta hai ke Lipat ja0n ROOH ban kar TeRey Jisam se

ke jab Tum sey Juda h0n t0u Teri JAAN he Nikal jaye….!!

Poetry SMS, Teri Ankhon Ko

Shani — Wed, 04 Aug 2010 11:20:49 +0000

waqt kahta hai mai phir aaunga,

teri aankhon ko ab na rulaunga.

jeena hai to is pal ko jee le,

mai kal tak ruk na paaunga

Sad Poetry, Ajeeb Hijar Parsti thi

Shani — Sat, 31 Jul 2010 10:24:24 +0000

Ajeeb hijar parasti thi us ki fitrat main

Shajar k tuutey patty talash krta tha

Tamam raat wo parde hata k chaand k saath

Jo kho gaye wo lamhe talaash kerta tha

Love Poetry, Aik Dia Dil Main

Shani — Mon, 12 Jul 2010 08:30:18 +0000

Aik Dia Dil Main Jalana Bhi, Bujha Bhi Daina,
Yaad Karna Bhi Usey Roo, Bhula Bhi Daina,

Kia Kahon Yeh Meri Chahat Hai K Nafrat Is Ki,
Naam Likhna Bhi Maira, Likh K Mita Bhi Daina,

Phir Na Milnay Ko Bicharta Hon Tuj Say Laikin,
Murr K Daikhon To Palatnay Ki Dua Bhi Karna,

Khat Bhi Likhna Usay, Mayoos Bhi Rahna Us Say,
Jurm Karna Bhi Magar Khud Ko Saza Bhi Daina,

Mujh Ko Rasmon Ka Takalluf Bhi Gawara Laikin,
Jee Main Ayai To Yeh Diwar Gira Bhi Daina,

Soorat-E-Naqsh-E-Qadatm, Dasht Main Rehna,
Apnay Honay Say Na Honay Ka Pata Bhi Daina

Sharabi Poetry, Peene Pilane Ki Baat

Shani — Tue, 13 Apr 2010 07:40:08 +0000

Peene Pilane Ki Kya Baat Karte Ho,

Kabhi Hum Bhi Piya Karte The,

Jitni Tum Jaam Mein Liye Baithe Ho,

Utni Hum Paimaane Mein Chod Diya Karte The.

Sharabi Poetry, Wo Jo Milta hy to

Shani — Tue, 13 Apr 2010 07:28:31 +0000

Wo Jo Milta hy to Har Dard Bhula Deta hy,

Jany kia Bat hai Dil Usko Dua Deta hy,

Wo Muje Pyar Se Roty me Hansany Wala,

Yaad Ata Hy To Hansty Me Rula Deta hy

Sad Poetry, Ek Din Jub Hum

Shani — Mon, 12 Apr 2010 08:54:23 +0000

“Ek din jub HUM dunya chor jayenge”

“Mat sochna APKO bhul jayenge”

“Bas ek baar ankhein band kar k kholna”

“HUM ban k AANSOO palkon par utar ayenge

Ghazal SMS, Meri wafa ne banaya hi

Shani — Mon, 08 Mar 2010 07:08:06 +0000

Karoon to kis liye aakhir karoon malal us ka,

usey nahin to mujhey bhi nahin khayal us ka,

Meri wafa ne banaya hai bewafa us ko,

Kisi ada par nahin hai kamal us ka,

Mere naseeb ki yeh bhi to khush naseebi hai,Ke mujh ko dekh ke sab pochte hain hal us ka,

Yehi doa main karon har baras ke pehley din,

Mere bagher na guzre koi bhi saal us ka,

Mere urooj ko us ke naseeb main likh dey,

KHUDA-E-PAK mujhey soonp de zawaal us ka..

One Chance

Zillo — Thu, 16 Oct 2008 20:35:06 +0000

One Chance

sardar kay ghar 7 betian hogai tu uss nay akhbar may aid diya “munda paida karan tu tariqa dasoo“

bengal say letter aya “bv ko mochli diyo“

haryana say letter aya “ bv nu milk shake diyo“

newyork say letter aya “ bv nu coke diyo“

pakistan say letter aya “ek mouqa sanu diyo“