"muskurao" poems
TANHA-TANHA HEI JINDGI
TANHA-TANHA HUM HEIN
AAJ JRURAT THI JAB APNO KI
PRAYON NE TAALI BAJAI
AANKHO SE NIKLE ASHK
PAR HUM RO BHI NA PAYE
DUR EK KONE MEIN JAAKER
CHHUP KAR AANSOO BAHAY
PHIR DIL NE KHA
E NAADAN MAT BHA ASHAK
KYONKI AAJ HI TO AYEE HEI
KHUSHIYAN DAAMAN ME TERE
JYADA NHI KUCH PAL KI SHI
PAR BNA LO AADAT AB INKI
CHODO UNKO JO AB NHI TUMHARE
YAAD RAKHO ES EK PAL KO
AUR GAO, MUSKURAO
KHUSH RAHO AUR
KHUSHIYAN BAANTOO.
Nov 5, 2014
Nov 5, 2014 at 9:31 AM UTC
Kabhi phir se, aajao
"bas mere banke."
Sare taar cher jaao,
"soone man ke".
Paas betho, kuch to batao.
Usi ada se, muskurao.
Jo tum rutho, hum mana le.
Tere nakhre, bhi utha le.
Vo akad me, kya ada thi.
Teri narazgi b, maza thi.
Ji bhar k, dekhlu
Aja phir se, ban than ke.
Kabhi phir se, aajao
"bas mere banke."
Sare taar cher jaao,
"soone man ke".
Tu bhi mna le, kabhi jo roothe.
Chore de tere, tewar ye jhoothe.
Koi dekhe tuje, mera jalna.
Uff ye bekhauf,tera chalna.
Bin ruke tere bole jana.
Mile jo ankhein, palkein jhukana.
Kitni batein, hai adhuri..
Nyi yadein, hai zaroori.
Chadhi collar, teri gira de.
Fold sleeves,unfold kara de.
Gala laga ke, band kardu.
Teri shirt k jo, khule button the.
Kabhi phir se, aajao
"bas mere banke."
Sare taar cher jaao,
"soone man ke".
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Sep 17, 2020
Sep 17, 2020 at 10:21 PM UTC