Friday, April 22, 2011

Sad Poetry

Meri chahat k takazay na nibhane wale,,,
Kitne Be-dard hain ye Log Zamane wale...
Koi Apna Nahi Matlab ki hai dunya saari,,,
Ab kaha Milte hain wo dost purane wale,
Me dua-go hoon sada Neendain ho Mubarik tujh ko,,,
Hijr ka dard Mujhe de k Jagane wale...
Bas yehi soch k har Baar Manata hoon tuje,,,
Lot k Aate Nahi Rooth k Jane wale...
Hamare Seenay Me kabhi Jhaank k dekho to sahi,
Kitne Afsurda hain ham auron ko Hasanay wale.

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