Pure Poetry
Wednesday, 19 December 2018
Kitab e ishq likhne ki mujhe fursat nahi sahib
Sheekhi hain usne mohabbatein mujh se
Tha mukhtasar bohat lakin
Zindagi meem ka aik mukhtasar sa hisaa hai
Hazaroon aieb thay mujh mein mujhe maloom tha ye bhi
Main kisi se naraz nahi hota
Jazbaat k muflis kiya samjein gay bhala
Wo jo samjhte thay tamasha hoo ga
Chubtey hain musalsal mujhe kanch k sapne
Naa jane kitni mudat se ye dil mein hai amal jaari
Kho gaya hoon kahein apne hi taqub mein
Khudparasti mein rahon to matti se bhi khelta hoon
Achi kitabein or sache dil
Phir yoon howa k saber ki ungli paker ker hum
Lahool bhi parha tha dam bhi hazaar phoonkay
Ussi pe ishq sajhta hai
Main adaam zaat
Ager be aieb chahho to
Chand khuwabon ki baat
Mustaqil bolta hi rehta hoon
Mumkin-nahi-hai-mujh-se-tarz-munafiqat
Mujhe khamosh rehna hai
Mohabbat khatam hoi tum pe
Kabhi taqdeer ka matam kabhi mehboob ka sikwa
Jise paa nahi sakte
Jis ka aik misra main hoon aur aik tum ho
Jab rooh ko chup das jaye
Hum ne kaha ager bhool jao humein to kamaal ho jaye
Yahan tehzeeb bikti hai yahan fermaan bikte hain
Ujlay chamakte mehfil jaise log
Sulaghti talkh baaton ki
Pata hai mohabbat kise kehte hain
Mohabbat mein wafa ka zeher kha ker
Main bhi kitna ajeeb hoon
Dillon pe lafz
Dil ne maani nahi meri werna
apne apne daire meim dekh loo
Zindagi tujhko tere jabr e musalsal ki qasam
Yahan biktaa hai sab kuch
Waqt ka pansaa palat bhi sakta hai
Uss k lafzon k muqabil main bhala kiya kehta
Tu yaad ker ya bhool ja
Suno wo kuch tha jo mujh mein toot gaya
Phir dhondho gay jab kho do gay
Mukhtasar ye k ache lagte hoo
Main jo mil jata hoon asaani se
kabhi socha bhi naa tha
Aik chup mein hazaar shukh paye
Ager main apne jhoot pe khush hoon
Ab andheron main hum jo
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