Saturday, July 10, 2010

urdu poetry part 270

Tere ek din na aane se mai pyasa mar na jawunga.
Mai sahil hun yaha'n maujo'n ka aana jana rehta hai.

SHAYIR:
NAAZ Kumtavi.



Shaakh par phool jaisa laga tha mujhe..
God me MAA ki bachcha woh sota huwa..

SHAYIR:
SHAMEEM HAYAT,
Bangalore.
(Karnataka)



Jin charagho'n ki hifazat kar nahi paye thay ham..
Un Charagho'n ki hifazat Ab Hawa karne Lagi..

SHAYIR:
HAMSAFAR Kumtavi.



Jiska ek ek pal laga jaise ke ho ek ek sadi..
Bin tumhare ham ne aisa bhi guzara ek din..

SHAYIR:
IBN-E-HASAN Bhatkali.


Jiska ek ek pal laga jaise ke ho ek ek sadi..
Bin tumhare ham ne aisa bhi guzara ek din..

SHAYIR:
IBN-E-HASAN Bhatkali.



Jin charagho'n ki hifazat kar nahi paye thay ham..
Un Charagho'n ki hifazat Ab Hawa karne Lagi..

SHAYIR:
HAMSAFAR Kumtavi.



Aansu baha baha ke sabhi khatm ho gaye..
Aankho'n ko tere hijr ne patthar bana diya..

SHAYIRAH:
SHEHNAZ GHAZAL,
Bangalore.



Shaakh par phool jaisa laga tha mujhe..
God me MAA ki bachcha woh sota huwa..

SHAYIR:
SHAMEEM HAYAT,
Bangalore.
(Karnataka)



Tere ek din na aane se mai pyasa mar na jawunga.
Mai sahil hun yaha'n maujo'n ka aana jana rehta hai.

SHAYIR:
NAAZ Kumtavi.

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