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Shashank K Dwivedi
Sep 2016
Na dhan k e daas hote hai ,naa mann ke daas hote hai
Nirasha me v aasha ka, saghan vishwas hote hai
Nazar se dur hokar v, jigar ke paas hote hai
Mohabbat karne wale dil, bahot hi khas hote hai
Ibbadat kaun karta hai,Innayat kaun karta hai
Sabhi hai lootne wale, mohabbat kaun karta hai
Bharamar ki gungunahat se hi, ab har phool darta hai
Sabhi khilwadd karte hai, mohabbat kaun karta hai
Mohabbat apni har aashiq, pe jaya hum nahi karte
Ki aise har kisi pe dil, lutaya hum nahi karte
Mai kahti raat rani se, meri awaj ko sunkar
Chale aate hai khud bhawre, bulaya hum nahi karte
Hume apni mohabbat tum, gawara mat samajh lena
Aji ye dil humara hai, tumhara mat samajh lena
Kayamat ki nazar hai, humnazara mat samajh lena
Kinara kar rahe hai hum, Isahara mat samajh lena
Nirasha me v aasha ka, saghan vishwas hote hai
Nazar se dur hokar v, jigar ke paas hote hai
Mohabbat karne wale dil, bahot hi khas hote hai
Ibbadat kaun karta hai,Innayat kaun karta hai
Sabhi hai lootne wale, mohabbat kaun karta hai
Bharamar ki gungunahat se hi, ab har phool darta hai
Sabhi khilwadd karte hai, mohabbat kaun karta hai
Mohabbat apni har aashiq, pe jaya hum nahi karte
Ki aise har kisi pe dil, lutaya hum nahi karte
Mai kahti raat rani se, meri awaj ko sunkar
Chale aate hai khud bhawre, bulaya hum nahi karte
Hume apni mohabbat tum, gawara mat samajh lena
Aji ye dil humara hai, tumhara mat samajh lena
Kayamat ki nazar hai, humnazara mat samajh lena
Kinara kar rahe hai hum, Isahara mat samajh lena
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Snigdha Banerjee
Jul 2015
Iss eid pe tujh ko main kya bhejoon,
koi jugnuu,
koi taara,
koi sapnaa bhejoon ?
Koi phool bhejoon ad’khilaa se,
koi umeed,
koi aas,
koi nazaara bhejoon ?
Chaand bhejoon tujhe is eid pr
ik khushbuu,
ik rang ka istaara bhejoon ?
Aye mere dost !
roshni ki rang ki muskaan bhejoon ?
ya apni likhi koi shayari bhejoon ?
Apni aankh ka koi moti teri nazar karoon,
Ya hathon se maangi koi dua bhejoon ?
Phoolon se koi titlii ki mohabbat bhejoon,
kisi bhanwre ki lagan,
us ka tarrana bhejoon !
Kisi shamma ka jalta hua daaman bhejoon,
Ya baarish ki hasti hui boondain bhejoon ?
Mere hathon main ik aas, umeed aur dua hai,
iss eid pe main tujh ko bass itna keh doon,
ke tum jo chaho
Woh sitaara mil jaye,
Tujh ko iss eid pe
Koi tumhara mil jaye..
koi jugnuu,
koi taara,
koi sapnaa bhejoon ?
Koi phool bhejoon ad’khilaa se,
koi umeed,
koi aas,
koi nazaara bhejoon ?
Chaand bhejoon tujhe is eid pr
ik khushbuu,
ik rang ka istaara bhejoon ?
Aye mere dost !
roshni ki rang ki muskaan bhejoon ?
ya apni likhi koi shayari bhejoon ?
Apni aankh ka koi moti teri nazar karoon,
Ya hathon se maangi koi dua bhejoon ?
Phoolon se koi titlii ki mohabbat bhejoon,
kisi bhanwre ki lagan,
us ka tarrana bhejoon !
Kisi shamma ka jalta hua daaman bhejoon,
Ya baarish ki hasti hui boondain bhejoon ?
Mere hathon main ik aas, umeed aur dua hai,
iss eid pe main tujh ko bass itna keh doon,
ke tum jo chaho
Woh sitaara mil jaye,
Tujh ko iss eid pe
Koi tumhara mil jaye..
Eid **___** !!!!!!
JAMIL HUSSAIN Oct 2016
Glance
JAMIL HUSSAIN
Oct 2016
Jis Ki Janib Woh Nazar Apni Uttha Lete Hain
Uss Ki Soyee Hui Taqdeer Jaga Dete Hain
Towards whom they raise their glance
His resting destiny they awaken in a trance
Teri Duzdeeda Nigahon Ko Dua Dete Hain
Jitne Chubte Hain Yeh Teer Utna Maza Dete Hain
For your peeking gazes, I pray
The more these arrows wound, the more delighted I lay
Jab Se Dekha Hai Unhein Apna Mujhe Hosh Nahin
Jane Kya Cheez Woh Nazroon Se Pila Dete Hain
Ever since them I saw, senseless I have become
What they pour from their glances, a mystery it has become
Takht Kya Cheez Hai Aur Laal-o-Jawahir Kya Hai
Ishq Wale To Khudai Bhi Loota Dete Hain
What is a throne and what are lustrous jewels?
Lovers surrender divinity against the rules
Aik Din Aisa Bhi Ata Hai Mohabbat Mein Zaroor
Khud Ko Ghabra Ke Naqab Apna Uttah Lete Hain
There is one such moment in love, indeed!
With nervousness, they raise their veil
Apni Barbadi Pe Khush Hoon Yeh Suna Hai Jabse
Woh Jisse Apna Samajhte Hain Mitta Dete Hain
Happy with my own ruin I am, ever since I have learned
Who they consider their own, obliterated have turned
Apne Daman Ko Zara Aap Bacha Kar Rakhna
Sakhat Aahon Se Bhi Hum Aag Laga Dete Hain
Your own hem a little, you save and claim
With deep sighs, we set the fire aflame
Jis Ki Janib Woh Nazar Apni Uttha Lete Hain
Uss Ki Soyee Hui Taqdeer Jaga Dete Hain*
Towards whom they raise their glance
His resting destiny they awaken in a trance
— Translated by Jamil Hussain, Sung by Nusrat Fateh Ali Khan
Uss Ki Soyee Hui Taqdeer Jaga Dete Hain
Towards whom they raise their glance
His resting destiny they awaken in a trance
Teri Duzdeeda Nigahon Ko Dua Dete Hain
Jitne Chubte Hain Yeh Teer Utna Maza Dete Hain
For your peeking gazes, I pray
The more these arrows wound, the more delighted I lay
Jab Se Dekha Hai Unhein Apna Mujhe Hosh Nahin
Jane Kya Cheez Woh Nazroon Se Pila Dete Hain
Ever since them I saw, senseless I have become
What they pour from their glances, a mystery it has become
Takht Kya Cheez Hai Aur Laal-o-Jawahir Kya Hai
Ishq Wale To Khudai Bhi Loota Dete Hain
What is a throne and what are lustrous jewels?
Lovers surrender divinity against the rules
Aik Din Aisa Bhi Ata Hai Mohabbat Mein Zaroor
Khud Ko Ghabra Ke Naqab Apna Uttah Lete Hain
There is one such moment in love, indeed!
With nervousness, they raise their veil
Apni Barbadi Pe Khush Hoon Yeh Suna Hai Jabse
Woh Jisse Apna Samajhte Hain Mitta Dete Hain
Happy with my own ruin I am, ever since I have learned
Who they consider their own, obliterated have turned
Apne Daman Ko Zara Aap Bacha Kar Rakhna
Sakhat Aahon Se Bhi Hum Aag Laga Dete Hain
Your own hem a little, you save and claim
With deep sighs, we set the fire aflame
Jis Ki Janib Woh Nazar Apni Uttha Lete Hain
Uss Ki Soyee Hui Taqdeer Jaga Dete Hain*
Towards whom they raise their glance
His resting destiny they awaken in a trance
— Translated by Jamil Hussain, Sung by Nusrat Fateh Ali Khan