{ POEM } Har Inkaar Tere Ikraar Se Aacha Hoga

Har Inkaar Tere Ikraar Se Aacha Hoga

Mera Har Din Teri Us Raat Se Aacha Hoga

Na Ho Yakin To Jhaak Lena Apni Doli Se

Mera Janaza Teri Baarat Se Aacha Hoga

Hamse Kare Woh Pyar

Izhaar Kisi Aur Se Kare

Khuda Kare Jis Se Kare Woh Izhaar

Woh Bhi Pyar Kise Aur Se Kare

Hal-e-dil likhna chahta tha mai khat mein,

kis tarah jal raha tha uski mohaabat mein

Do lafz likhte hi kalam huee kharab,

Isne bhi na saath diya ulfaat mein.

Zaroori to nahi ki koi gam bhi ho shaamil,

haan yoon bhi aksar nikal aate hai aasoon

Na salaam yaad rakhna

na paigaam yaad rakhna

ho sake tho zindagi mein

hamara naam yaad rakhna

Kaun rakhta hai yaad naamo ko,

logh insaan ko bhool jaya karte hai.

tum samandur ke baat karti ho,

logh aankho mein doob jaya karte hai.

Raste main gire hain phool, Uthata hai koi koi

Muhabbat karte hain sabhi, Nibhata hai koi koi

Aadmi ke khwaaisho ki koi intehaa nahi

Do gaz zameeN bhi chahiye, do gaz kafan ke baad

Yeh Teri Bhi Aankhon Ka Qusur Hai

Main Tanha Gunahgar To Nahi

In Hi Patharon Pe Chal Ke, Aaa Sako To Aao

Hamaare Ghar Ke Raste Koi Kahkashan Nahi

Kafas Udas Hai yaaro, Subah Se Kuch To Kaho

Kahin To Behr-E-Khuda Aaaj Zikr-E-Yaar Chale

Toot Jaate Hain Sabhi Rishte Magar

Dil Se Dil Ka Raabta Apni Jagah

Dil Ko Hai Tujh Se Na Milne Ka Yaqeen

Tujh Se Milne Ki Dua Apni Jagah

Tere Aazad Bande Ki, Na Yeh Duniya Na Woh Duniya

Yahan Jeene Ki Pabandi, Wahan Marne Ki Pabandi

Ashq Mile To Pee Lete Hain

Aap Kahe To Mar Jayen Hum

Aap Kahe To Jee Lete Hain

Hum To Hain Un Phoolon Jaise

Jo Kaaton Main Bhi Jee Lete Hain

Zindagi ek phool hai aur mohabbat us ka shehed

Pyar Ek Dariya Hai, Aur Mehmoob uski sarhad

Jab Paas Ho To Rukh Se, Nigahain Na Morna

Jab Dour Ho To Mera, Tasavvur Na Chorna

Aye Dost!!! Dil Lagane Se Pehle Ye Sonch Le

Mushkil Bahut Hai, Rishton Ki Zanjeerain hain Torna

Galat nahi ke zamane main lajawaab hain hum

Samajh sake na koi, woh kitaab hai hum

Ishq ke phool bhi khilte hain, bikhar jaate hain

zakhm kaise bhi hon, kuch roze main bhar jaate hain

Us khwabon main ab koi nahi aur hum bhi nahi

Itne roze se aaye hain, chup chaap guzar jaate hain

Nurm aawaaz, bholi baatain, mohazzab lehjaa

Pehle baarish main hi, sab rang utar jaate hain

Raasta roke khari hai, wahi uljhan kab se

Koi puche to kahen kya ke kidhar jaate hain

Mast Nazron se dekh lenaa tha

Agar tamanna thi aazmane ki

Hum to behust youn hi ho jaate

Kya zaroorat thi muskurane ki

Woh To Khushbu Hai, Hawaon Main Bikhar Jayega

Masla Phool Ka Hai, Phool Kidhar Jayega

Hum To Samjhe The Ke ik Zakham Hai Bhar Jayega

Kya Khabar Thi Ke Rug-E-Jaan Main Utar Jayega