urdu poetry part 187

Auraaq ye tamaam jalayenge bin padhe..
Andho ke haath me na yu dil ki kitab de..

SHAYIR:
RAJ PREMI
Bangalore....






Auraaq ye tamaam jalayenge bin padhe..
Andho ke haath me na yu dil ki kitab de..

SHAYIR:
RAJ PREMI
Bangalore....








Ghussa hi sahi karte raho pyar se pehle..
Kis shaakh pe aa jate hain Gul Khaar se pehle..

SHAYIR:
ROSHAN ZAMEER,
Bangalore.






Tu ne Ae-dost mujhe dil se bhula rakkha hai..
Mai ne yaado ko teri dil me basa rakkha hai..

SHAYIR:
ANEES IBRAHIM
Bangalore.






Ab bhi ye ummed hai tu laut kar aa jayega.
Shaam hote hi dariche me diya rakhta hun mai.

SHAYIR:
ILYAS RAHAT
Muzaffar nagar.






Teri aankho se Ae zalim chale hain teer jo paiham..
Inhi qatil nigaho se huwa hai khoon is dil ka..

-MAZHAR Chickmagaluri.






Daur-e-shabab me ye anhoki si baat hai..
Ho jaati hai kisi se mohabbat kabhi kabhi..

SHAYIR:
AHMED NAZEER
Vaniyambadi.






Ye zakhm dil ka hai k mahekta gulab hai..
Ud ud ke mere paas jo aati hain titliyaa'n..

SHAYIR:
RAJ PREMI
Bangalore..






Ye dard-e-mohabbat nahi har shakhs ki kismat..
Kehte hain mohabbat jise uski hai kasak aur..

SHAYIR:
FITRAT Bhatkali..








Phoolo ki woh raani hai woh phoolo me rahi hai..
Dosheezah-e-gulshan ke hai daman ki mahek aur..

SHAYIR:
FITRAT Bhatkali..