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Thursday, February 6, 2014

Rukta bhi nahi theek se chalta bhi nahi hai
Yeh dil keh tere baad Sambhalta bhi nahi hai
Yeh shehar kisi aainah kirdar bdan par
Ilzam lagate huye darta bhi nahi hai
Ik umar se hum is ki Tamanna mein hain be khawab
Woh chand jo aangan mein utarta bhi nahi hai
Phir dil mein teri yaad ke manzar hain farozan
Aise mein koi dekhne wala bhi nahi hai
Is umer ke sehra mein teri Yaad ka baadl
Talta bhi nahi aur barasta bhi nahi hai
Humrah bhi khawahish se nahi rehta hamare
Aur baam e rafaqat se utarta bhi nahi hai.

Teri khushboo nahi milti, Tera lehja nahi milta
Hamein tu shehar mein koi Tere jaisa nahi milta
Yeh kaisi dhund mein hum tum safar Aaghaz kar baithe
Tumhein Aankhein nahi miltein hamein Chehra nahi milta
Har ik tadbeer apni Raigaan thehri muhabbat mein
Kisi bhi Khawab ki taabeer ko Ristah nahi milta
Zamane ko qarine se woh apne sath Rakhta hai
Magar mere liye is ko koi Lamha nahi milta
Musafat mein duaye abr in ka sath deti hai
Jinhein sehra ke Daman mein koi darya nahi milta
Jahan zulmat Ragon mein apne panje gar deti hai
Isi tareek raste par dia jalta nahi milta

Bhupri mojein, door Sahil, ik sahara chahiye
Aandhiyan aane ko hein mujh ko kinara chahiye
Mana keh kam sin ho tum par sath to dete mera
Doobne wale ko tinke ka sahara chahiye
Lar na payon ga keh dunya bhar ke gham hain samne
Sath mujh tanha ko ab har dam tumhara chahiye
Kis ko hogi jaan ki parwah phir aye jaan e jaan
Ik zara bas teri tazron ka sahara chahiye
Jis qadar bhi is mein hon toghyanyan Arshad Malik magar
Hum ko is darya mein bas chahat ka dhara chahiye.

Poet

Arshad Malik.

Musafir to bicharte hain, Rafaqat kab badalti hai
Muhabbat zinda rehti hai Muhabbat kab badalti hai
Tumhi ko chahte hain, hum tumhi se pyar karte hain
Yehi barson se Aadat hai aur Aadat kab badalti hai
Tumhein jo yaad rakha hai Yahi apni Ibaadat hai
Ibadat jis tarah ki ho Ibadat kab Badalti hai
Kli ka Phool Banna aur Bikhar jana Moqaddar hai
Yahi Qanoon e Fitrat hai to Fitrat kab badalti hai
Jo Dil hi naqsh kar jaye nigahon mein simat aaye
Alamat hai yeh chahat ki to Chahat kab badalti hai
Bdal jate hain mosam, Phool mein Khushboo nahi rehti
Magar chahat ke Phool ki latafat kab badalti hai
Usay chaha Usay Pooja, Yahi toqeer hai apni
Hamein gumrah mat samjho, ibadat kab badalti hai
Purane Zakham ko Arshad bhula dena hi acha hai
Na chahe aap hi koi to Qismat kab badalti hai.

Poet

Arshad Malik

Nahi milne ki koi rah piya
Hemein maar gayi teri chah piya
Hum khaak nashinon kay dam se
Aabad teri dargah piya
Yeh chokhat hai mere Murshid ki
Woh jati meri rah piya
Kuch kehna nahi mein ne lab se
Mere haal se tu Aagah pia
Teri rah to meri Manzil hai
Mujhe kon kare Gumrah pia
Jis baas se dunya ghafil hai
Tu us se bhi aagah piya
Sab simtein teri simtein hain
Har rah hai teri rah piya
Sab tere qurb kay mosam hain
Kia zahid, sawab gunah pia
Yeh kam ulma be haza hai
Arshad se aap niha pia.

Poet

Arshad Malik.

Yahan tak aaye ho kuch zuban se keh do
lafz muhabbat nahi keh saktay salam to keh do
palkain to uthao apni etni bhi haya kaisi
zuban se nahi kuch kehte nighah se hi keh do
dil ko yaqeen aaye keh aap hamare ho
apne likhe khaton ka jawab sath laye ho
khat mein to tum ne har baat likh di
aaye ho to muskura kar iqraar bhi kar do
mana keh tareef se barh kar ghazal tum ho
jumbish labon ko didah apni taqdeer hamain keh do