Zakhm e Tabbasum

Nazar Main Zakhm-e-Tabbasum Chupa Chupa k mila

Khafa To Tha Wo Magar Mujhse Muskura k Mila

Wo Humsafar K Mere Tanz Pe Hansta Tha Bohat

Sitam Zareef Muje Aaina Dikha Ke Mila

Mere Mizaj pe Hairan Hai Zindagi Ka Shaoor

Main Apni Moat Ko Aksar Gale Laga K Mila

Main Us Se Mangta Kia Khoon Baha Jawani Ka

K Wo Bhi Aaj Muje Apna Ghar Luta k mila

Main jisko Dhoond Raha Tha Nazar Ke Raste Main

Mujhe Mila Bhi Tou Zalim Nazar Jhuka K Mila

Main Zakham-e-Zakham Badan Le K Chal Dia

Wo Jab Bhi Apni qabar Per Kanwal Saja K mila

Dunya ko dkhta raha

Jany q katraty hen log mujh se milny se.
Kal shab me dair tq aina dkhta rha.
Pani mangty mangty mery hont pathr ho gai.
Or
Wo shaks pani lie khara dkhta rha
Umer bhr kch yon muhbt. ka silsila rha.
Me usy or wo dunya ko dkhta rha

Aaj Tanha Hun To Kisi Ne Awaz Tak Nahi Di

Aaj Tanha Hun To Kisi Ne Awaz Tak Nahi Di,

Kal Jab Mehfil Mein Tha To Logon Ka Hajoom Tha....

آج تتنہا ہوں تو کسی نےآواز تک نہیں دی

کل جب تک محفل میں تھا لوگوں کا ہجوم تھا

Submitted by: Mr.Sagar

Aik Halka Sa Yaad Ka Jhonka

Aik Halka Sa Yaad Ka Jhonka

Zakham Sary Tatol Deta Hai...

Mujhase bichad ke khush rehte ho – Bashir Badr

mujhase bichad ke khush rehte ho
meri tarah tum bhi jhuthe ho
ik tahani par chand tika tha
main ye samajha tum baithe ho
ujale ujale phul khile the
bilkul jaise tum hanste ho
mujh ko sham bata deti hai
tum kaise kapade pahane ho
tum tanaha duniya se ladoge
bachon si baten karte ho

Poet of the Poem / Ghazal or Nazam :Bashir Badr

larki me qualities

Ladki aur chai mein hamesha 6 qualities honi chahiye:

-Garam ho
-Tez ho Meethi ho
-Doodh jyada ho
-5 minute mein taiyyar ho and
-Raat bhar sone na de

A mother casts her dreams into the sea

A mother casts her dreams into the sea;
We, the words sent bobbing towards the sun,
The eggs of stone, the shards of prophesy.
Because she must conclude her melody
And fall back to the sweet dark hush of One,
A mother casts her dreams into the sea,

Hoping to cross that wild infinity
And on some infant shore again to run,
The eggs of stone, the shards of prophesy

Outside the fiery circle of memory,
The howling surf, the incessant years undone …
A mother casts her dreams into the sea

And then dissolves into a tapestry,
Her rolling, helpless drift again begun,
The eggs of stone, the shards of prophesy

Afloat once more upon eternity,
Once more the alien fury, never done …
Again, again, her dreams into the sea,
The eggs of stone, the shards of prophesy!