Mere Walid Tera Shukriya

Mere Walid Tera Shukriya,

Jo zindagi ka inaam hai

Sab tera hi muqaam hai

Har soch

Teri soch hai

Har raah

Teri raah hai

Mein bhatak jata

Raah kia pata

Tu ne samjhaya

Tu ne batlaya

Tu ne socha bhala

To phir rasta khula

Mere aqeedton ke aansu qabool kar

Meri hare k khata bhool kar

Mujhe apne galay se laga

Meri manzilon ka pata bata

Mera zehan

Teri soch se munawar hai

Har rasta

Manzilon ki aurh behay

Agarcha ilfaaz nahi

Koi aaghaz nahi

Phir bhi

Mere walid

Tera shukriya

Tu ne socha yehi

Tu ne chaha yehi

‘Janjua’ Jahan jahan paye

Rahatoon ke samaan paye

Faqat Batain Andheron Ki Mehan Qissay Ujaalon Ke

Faqat Batain Andheron Ki Mehan Qissay Ujaalon Ke,
Chiragh-e-Aarzu Lay Kar Na Tum Nikle, Na Hum Nikle…

Kuch Khwab Hain Jin Ko Likhna Hai

Kuch Khwab Hain Jin Ko Likhna Hai,

Tabeer Ki Soorat Deni Hai

Kuch Loog Hain Ujray Dil Walay

Jinhein Apni Mohabbat Deni Hai

Kuch Phool Hain Jin Ko Chunna Hai

Aur Haar Ki Soorat Deni Hai

Jinhein Bantna Hai Kuch Logon Mein

Un Ko Bhi To Rahat Deni Hai

Aye Umer_Rawan!

Aahista Chal..

Abhi Khasa Qarz Chukana Hai....

Ye Sharab Shoq Hai Meri Adat Nahi

Ye Sharab Shoq Hai Meri Adat Nahi,

Ye Jazbat Jagati Hai Tabhi Peeta Hun,

Aadhi Raat Ke Waqt Mein Pagal To Nahi,

Teri Yaad Satati Hai Tabhi Peeta Hun,

Iss Jaam Mein Fazeelat To Koi Nahi,

Ye Fikar Mitai Hai Tabhi Peeta Hun

Mein Janta HUn Mujhe Kuch Nahi Milna Is Se....

Yeh Meri Umer Ghatati Hai Tabhi Peeta Hun......

By: Fida Hussain

Chiryon Se Kaho Apne Nasheman Se Na Nikle

Chiryon Se Kaho Apne Nasheman Se Na Nikle,
Is Daur Ka Har Shakhs Uqaabon Ki Tarha Hai….

Bicher Bhi Jaon, Mein Tum Se To Udaas Mat Hona

Bicher Bhi Jaon, Mein Tum Se To
Udaas Mat Hona
Mein Tumhari Soch Ke Jazbon Mein
Bas Jaon Ga
Tum Jab Bhi Kisi Ko Socho Gi
To Sirf Mein Hi Tumhein Yaad Aaon Ga...

Haseen Aankhon Ko Parhney Ka Abhi Tak Shoq Hai Mujhko

Haseen Aankhon Ko Parhney Ka Abhi Tak Shoq Hai Mujhko

Mohabbat Mein Ujar Kar Bhi Meri Aadat Nahi Badli....

by: Fidha Qureshi

Husn Walon Ko Kiya Zaroorat Hai Sanwarne Ki

Husn Walon Ko Kiya Zaroorat Hai Sanwarne Ki 'Fidha',

Woh To Saadgi Me Bhi Qiyamat Ki Ada Rakhte Hain....!

By: Fidha Qureshi

Ye Kon Phir Se Unhi Raaston Mein Chor Gaya

Ye Kon Phir Se Unhi Raaston Mein Chor Gaya..?
Abhi Abhi Mein Aazaab-e-Safar Se Nikla Tha….

Ye Lamhon Ki Nahi, Sadiyon Ki Musafat Hai

Ye Lamhon Ki Nahi, Sadiyon Ki Musafat Hai,
Kisi Ki Yaad Ka Sehrra, Mohabbat Hamsafr Meri,
Wohi Har Waqt Sochon Par Kisi Ki Yaad Ka Pehra,
Wohi Din Raat Ka Jalna, Mohabbat Hamsafr Meri…..

Ishq Bhi Chaand

Ishq Bhi Chaand Ki Maanind Hai
Jab Poora Ho Jaye, Ghatney Lagta hai

Hamarey Intekhab Ka Meeyar

Hamaray Intekhaab Ka Meayaar Kuchh Bhi Ho
Hum Jissey Chahein Gay, Ussey Bemisaal Kar Dein Gey

Aor To Kuchh Nahi Kiya

Aor To Kuchh Nahi Kiya Tere Baad Hum Ne
Haan ! Faqat Apna Haal Tabah Kar Rakha Hai

Ajeeb Zindagi Ki Karam Nawazi Hai

Ajeeb Zindagi Ki Karam Nawazi Hai Mujh Par
Ekk Piyar Anookha, Ekk Yaar Anookha

Abhi Sazish Ka Mousam Hai

Abhi Sazish Ka Mousam Hai Abhi Tum Ishq Mat Karna
Yahan Aandhi Ka Charcha Hai Abhi Tum Rait Jaise Ho

Ishq Kay Nashay Mein Doobey To

Ishq Kay Nashay Mein Doobey To Ye Jana Hum Ne Faraz
Ke Dard Mein Tanhai Nahi Hoti, Tanhai Mein Dard Hota Hai

Ab Kis Kis Ki Missal Doon

Ab Kis Kis Ki Missal Doon Tumko
Har Sitam Be Missal Karte Ho

Ishq Qaatil Se Bhi

Ishq Qaatil Se Bhi, Maqtool Se Hamdardi Bhi
Yeh Batta Kis Se Muhabbat Ki Jaza Mangey Gaa?

Sajda Khaliq Ko Bhi, Iblees Se Yarana Bhi
Hashar Mein Kis Se Aaqeedat ka Silla Mangey Gaa?

Ishq Per Muqadma Kar Ke

Ishq Per Muqadmma Kar K Kiya Milley Gaa
Janab e Hussan Ko Pakro, Yahi Fassad Ki Jarr Hai

Is Ki Takmeel Ho Nahi Sakti

Is Ki Takmeel Ho Nahi Sakti
Ishq Mein Ekk Hi Burai Hai

Rishwat Bhi Nahi Leta

Rishwat Bhi Nahi Leta Kambakht Jaan Chhorney Ki
Yeh Ishq Mujhe Bahot Emandaar Lagta Hai..

A Night Thought by William Wordsworth

Lo! where the Moon along the sky
Sails with her happy destiny;
Oft is she hid from mortal eye
Or dimly seen,
But when the clouds asunder fly
How bright her mien!
Far different we--a froward race,
Thousands though rich in Fortune's grace
With cherished sullenness of pace
Their way pursue,
Ingrates who wear a smileless face
The whole year through.
If kindred humours e'er would make
My spirit droop for drooping's sake,
From Fancy following in thy wake,
Bright ship of heaven!
A counter impulse let me take
And be forgiven.   

by - William Wordsworth

Roz Aamil Badlta Hoon

Roz Aamil Badlta Hoon
Par Tera Aaseb Nahi Jata

Mujhe Bhi Kho Diya Tum Ne

Faqat Mein Hi To Thee Jis Ne
Tumharey Sarey Zakhmon Ko
Chhuwa Thaa Apney Honton Se
Wo Mein Thee

Jis Ney Palkon K Qalm Se Baraha Janan!
Tumhari Bolti Aankhon Pe Lakhon Sher Likhey They
Tumhare Dill Ki Dharti Par
Wafaon K Hazaron Aks Rakhey Thay
Batao Kiss Ne Tum Ko Zindagi De Karr
Eviz Mein Mout Chahi Thie
Magar Ye Kiya Kiya Tum Ne?
Mujhe Bhi Kho Diya Tum Ne