kuch log poch baithe hain

kuch log poch baithe hain,

mohabbat ki waja hum se?

main kaise unko samjao?

main kaise un ko batlaon,

yakeen kaise yeh dilwaon,

k,

mohabbat waja se nahi hoti,

mohabbat to aisi cheez hai,

jo bagair waja ho jati hai,

bagari matlab ho jati hai,

mohabbat to behte pani jaisi hai,

jo khud apna rasta banati hai,

mohabbat bagair waja ho jati hai,,,,,

mohabbat bagair waja ho jati hai.......

W@$IM Iqbal
My Own Poem...

Mene b yeh socha tha

Mene b yeh socha tha,
tuje apna banao ga,
tujhe dil main basao ga,
apni dil ki dastaan,
tuje ik din sunaon ga,
mohabbat ki tarap kia hoti hai,
mohabbat kar k dekhao ga,
kaise jee nahi sakta koi
kisi k bina..
yeh din b tujhe dikhlaon ga,
wafa kia hoti hai jana,
wafa kar k dikhao ga,
par na jane zindagi ne kaisa moor liye,
dil mera jorne se pehle he toor diya,
mohabbat k jo sapne daikhe they,
unhain tabeer se pehle he kho diya,
meri sab sochain, sochain he reh gayi wasim,
mene kyun apna jeewan tabah kiya?
mene kyun tum se pyaar kia???
Mene b yeh socha tha...

My own Poem
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