Har phool lo k khuboo ap ko salam kar ti hai
Har chand k chandani ap ko salam kar th hai
Har fiza ye ap ko salam kar ti hai
Har mosam ka ada ap ko salam kar ti hai
Har noori chasham ap ko salam kar ti hai
Ap hai hi itane hasin ap ko wo khuda b salam kar tha hai
Poetry by
Asgar ali mirza
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Friday, February 26, 2016
Thursday, February 25, 2016
Behan ka pyar kisi dua se kam nahi hota..
Wo chahe door bhi ho to gham nahi hota..
Aksar riste dooryon se pheeke par jate he..
Par ‘behan bhai’ ka pyar
kabhi kam nahi hota..
Aye rab meri duaun me asar itna rahe…
Meri behan ka daaman hamesha khushiyou se bhara rahe..
Agar wo kabhi ho adhere me
to uska humsafar uske saath rahe..
Sada uske pyaar ka diya
meri behan ki rahoun me jala rahe…
Un dono ki jodhi hamesha barkarar rahe…
Us upar wale ki duaon ka haath sada unke sar pe bana rahe…
Wo ek masoom si chahat
Wo ek benam si ulfat
Wo meri zaat ka hissa
Wo meri zeest ka qissa
Mujhe mehsus hota hy
Wo mery pas hy ab b
Wo jab jab yad ata hy
Nigahon me samata hy
Zuban khamosh hoti hy
Magr ye ankh roti hy
Main khud se poch leta hon
Jise main yad krta hon
Usay kya pyar tha mujh se?
Jwab "han" soch leta hon
Usay b pyar tha Shayad
Isi "Shayad" se wabasta hy ab to hr khushi meri
Yahi ek lafz "Shayad" ban gya hy zindgi meri....
Monday, February 15, 2016
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