Hisab-e-pyar

Jaise kal raat ki hi baat thi ,

Socha wafa-e- hisab hi kar lu ,

kya khoya kya pya maine tere khatir ,

Mera pal bhi paher ho gaya ,

Sirf tere ek deedar ki khateer .

Mera sach bhi zamane ka juth ho gaya ,

Sirf tere ek Aitbaar ki Khateer .

Mere intehaan ki bhi intehaan hi gayi ,

Sirf tere Intzaar ki khateer ,

Mera din bhi raat ho gayi ,

Sirf tere adhure khwab ki khateer ,

Meri chahate bhi bas naam ho gayi ,

Sirf tughe pane ki ek chah ki khateer ,

Mere Ankho se bhi aaj barsat ho gayi ,

Sirf teri ek muskan ki khateer ,

Meri zindgai bhi khaakh ho gayi ,

Sirf tere se sajae-e- pyar ki khateer ….

Jaha tha sab kuch mera

Mera karwa bhi wahi tha , or mera humsafer bhi wahi tha ,

Mera ghar bhi wahi tha or mera akbar bhi wahi tha ,

Mera khusiya bhi wahi thi ,or meri manjil bhi wahi thi ,

Mera humdum bhi wahi tha ,or mera dushman bhi wahi tha ,

Meri guft gu bhi wahi thi ,or mera raajdaan bhi wahi tha ,

Meri intzaar ki gadiya bhi wahi thi , or mera waqt bhi wahi tha ,

Kitni sari icchao se bari thi ,or Kitni kubhsurat wo jagah thi ,

Sirf kuch Fijul ki chize hi nahi thi ,

or wo bhi sari ki sari wo meri thi ,

Mere alfas bhi wahi the , Sirf aawaz hi nahi thi ,

Meri Dil bhi wahi tha, sirf dhadkan hi nahi thi ,

Nadan Dil

kitini bewafa thi tu kya batau tughe ,


ki har yaad main teri ,tere bewafai ke yaad rahti hain ,


yu to teri har baat pe gussa ata hain mughe ,


phir bhi dile nadan se tere liye duwae hi nikalti hain ....

Do pehlu

zindagi ke do pahlu mughe bahut hi paresan karte hain ,
har bar meri samagh ko baimaan karte hain ,
hain ye koi paheli , koi mushkil , ya koi uljgan ,
ya phir hain koi kavita , koi geet , ya koi gunjan ,
Kabhi ahsas main mere ye mere sang chalti hain ,
kabhi mod per aake ye kati patang lagti hain ,
Kabhi mahfil main bhi ye chupchap lagti hain ,
Kabhi dhadkane bhi shor bhari awaaj lagti hain ,
zindagi ke do pahlu mughe bahut hi paresan karte hain ,
har bar meri samagh ko baimaan karte hain ..

Kya dundta hu main

Har Kisi main khud ko dundhta hu ,
Sayad mujhko ye nahi pata hain ,
Jo milta hain khud sa , us se lad leta hu ,
sayad main hi in sab main sabse bura hu ,
falsafa hain ye jarurat ka ,
or main apni jarurat nahi badal sakta hu,
Us se kyu chah rakhta hu ,
Jab main khud ki chahat ko nahi badal sakta hu .

Meri Kisti

Koi mughe meri dubti hui kisti ka samunder De de ,
Tute Khawbo ka koi manjar de de ,
Yu hi katti ja rahi hain bewajah hi zindagi meri ,
Koi in besabar hasil ko inki manjil de de ...
Koi mughe meri dubti hui kisti ka samunder de de.

Meri Khawhise..

Nahi Rukti hain khawhise meri , kisi bhi manjil pe ,
Lagta hain meri Khawhiso ko majil ki pehchan nahi hoti ,
Chalna hi zindgani hain ,
Isliye khawhise he zindagi hain or zindagi kabhi aam nahi hoti ,
jeet ta or jeeta wahi hain is jag main ,
jo khawhise rakhta hain ,
or waise bhi Khawhise rakhna bhi har kisi ki ke bas ki baat nahi hoti ,
Rokna chahta hu bahut inko ,
Per sayad meri Khawhiso ko majil ki pehchan nahi hoti …..