Thursday, December 8, 2011

Toota jo dil to dukh hota hai,
Kar ke unse pyar dill rotha hai,
Dara ka ehsas hota hai usi ko,
Jo mohabbat pane ke baad khota hai…

Har khushi ghum ka elaan hai,
Har mulakat judai ka aalam hai,
Na rakhna kisi se ummeed ,
Har ummeed dil tutne ka farman hai…

Nazar se door rehne wale ne muje dilse door kardiya,
Kabi vaada kiya tha muje hamesha hasane ka,
Aaj usi ki yaadon ne mujhe rone k liye majboor kar diya…

Dilon ki daastan use kahan kubool thi,
Meri wafayein usjke liye fizool thi,
Koi ass nahi lekin itna bata do maine chaha thi
Use kya ye meri bhool thi ?

Is dil me uske liye itna pyar rahega,
Ke waqt bhi uska gawah rhaega,
Uska pyar shayad kisi aur ke nasseb me ho,
Par ye dil sirf uske yaadon ka haqdar rahega…

Khush hain wo hame yaad na karke,
Hans rahe hain wo hame ruswa karke,
Ye hansi unke honto se kabhi na jaye,
Khuda kare wo hamari maut par bhi muskuraye…



Dard

Sab se chupa kar dard jo woh muskura diya
us ki hansi ne to aaj mujhe rula diya

lehje se uth rahatha har ik dard ka dhuaan
chehra bata raha tha k kuch ganwa diya

aawaz mein thayrao tha aankhoon mein nami thi
or keh raha tha k mein ne sab kuch bhula diya

jane kya us ko logon sey thein shikayatein
tanhaiyon ke daish mein khud ko basa diya

khud bhi woh hum sey bichar kar adhura sa ho gaya
mujh ko bhi itne logon mein tanha bana diya…



Saturday, November 12, 2011

DREAMS


Oh! that my young life were a lasting dream!
My spirit not awakening, till the beam
Of an Eternity should bring the morrow.
Yes! tho' that long dream were of hopeless sorrow,
'Twere better than the cold reality
Of waking life, to him whose heart must be,
And hath been still, upon the lovely earth,
A chaos of deep passion, from his birth.
But should it be- that dream eternally
Continuing- as dreams have been to me
In my young boyhood- should it thus be given,
'Twere folly still to hope for higher Heaven.
For I have revell'd, when the sun was bright
I' the summer sky, in dreams of living light
And loveliness,- have left my very heart
In climes of my imagining, apart
From mine own home, with beings that have been
Of mine own thought- what more could I have seen?
'Twas once- and only once- and the wild hour
From my remembrance shall not pass- some power
Or spell had bound me- 'twas the chilly wind
Came o'er me in the night, and left behind
Its image on my spirit- or the moon
Shone on my slumbers in her lofty noon
Too coldly- or the stars- howe'er it was
That dream was as that night-wind- let it pass.

I have been happy, tho' in a dream.
I have been happy- and I love the theme:
Dreams! in their vivid coloring of life,
As in that fleeting, shadowy, misty strife
Of semblance with reality, which brings
To the delirious eye, more lovely things
Of Paradise and Love- and all our own!
Than young Hope in his sunniest hour hath known.

Jab Kabhi Dekhu…

JAb Kabhi Dekhu Haath kii Hatheliyo Ko
Toh Khaali Yeh Nazar Aati Hai….
Suni Suni See Lakiro Per….
Kismat Sunati Apni Kahani Hai..

Poochhti hai Fasana Mujhe See hii……
Meri Tenha Zindgani Kaa…..
Hotho Sey Toh Has Deyta Hu….
Per Aankhey Such Bahati Hai…….

Kabhi Yu heee nikal padta hu..
Tanhaahiyo Key Saath Apni..
Or Saath Hii Khamoshiyaa Bhii
Perchhaaiyo Mey Nazar Aati Hai..

Her Pal BeyBus Hai….
Entzaar Mey Jiskey….
Woh Toh Ab Tak …Anjaan ;Hii Hai..
Kii Entzaar Mey Kisi Key..
Jaan Aaj Bhii Kisi Kii Jaati Hai…

Umeedo Sey Naata Toh Bahut
Pehley Hii Chhut Chuka Thaa…
Dhuli Dhoop Mey Dekhta Thaa
Jo Chehra Kabhi ……….
Ab Toh Sapne Mey Maayushi Hiii Nazar Aati Hai….