Rakaabat

Teri rakaabat ko samjha de,
Meri muhobbat se panga na le.

Mera chaak garebaan na kar,are!!
Apne garebaan me to jhaank le re.

Tu maazi he meri zindgi ke dushman ka;
Tu paazi he meri nikahat-e-nishmeman ka.

Tere bazaar me bikta hoga pyaar paison me;
Tulta hoga jo taraaju me her tolaa-mashon me.

Mein bazaar nahi,na he bazaar mere paas;
Tune kamaayi bepnaah daulat,
Mujhe us se garaj he  na ahsaas.

Ek kahkashaan si barpegi kahin;
Saham jaayega tera gurur; khandharnuma.
Mere pass daulat he muhobbat ki;
Lalqilla,taaj mahal ya qutub minaár sa,her tawaarikh me numayaa.

Kisi ne such kaha he yaad rakhna;
Seedhe suchche imaan se bhi rah dar ke;
Jinke hote hein mahal sheeshon ke,
Doosron pe pather na maar,saith chunanche!!

26.03.201 2.30am.

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Rakaabat

Teri rakaabat ko samjha de,
Meri muhobbat se panga na le.

Mera chaak garebaan na kar,are!!
Apne garebaan me to jhaank le re.

Tu maazi he meri zindgi ke dushman ka;
Tu paazi he meri nikahat-e-nishman ka.

Tere bazaar me bikta hoga pyaar paison me;
Tulta hoga jo taraaju me her tolaa-mashon me.

Mein bazaar nahi,na he bazaar mere paas;
Tune kamaayi bepnaah daulat,
Mujhe us se garaj he  na ahsaas.

Ek kahkashaan si barpegi kahin;
Saham jaayenga tera gurur ghandharnuma.
Mere pass daulat he muhobbat ki;
Lal 

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Vo samander teri aankhon me

Kya tha teri aankhon me,
Ek jhatke se dil toota aisa;
Ki ashqon ke samander me meri poori hasti doob gayi.
Meri veeraan aankhe kya talaashe,
Jese baasnti bayaar-e-bahaar kho gayi.
Is soone aangan me ek mali bacha
Jo teri bbhi ma;uski bhi ma.ho gayi.

Chal pade anjaane se kadam;
Saahil ki taraf ya teri mauzon ke dum.
Vo tera pyaar me sambhaal na
Saki kyonki tha vo tera pyaar;
Use khud ka kya shaayad mera bhi nahi aitbaar .

Vo tera samander aankhon ka
Mera sailaab-e-jajbaat saath le gaya.
Me luti nazar se dekhu manzar;
Mera apna sa khuch kho gaya.
Uski nazar me,khuda jaane kaun sa aasmaan he ashaar.
Ya kaun sa samander-e-pyaar.
Tum nakhuda(sailor) ab smbhaal lo apni kashti,ki maazi(past)ka kya;vo gaya vaqt shaayd dhokha.
Kis ummid par du tumko bharosa;
Khud meri kashti me ched chota sa.
Kab doob jaau;koi kinara bhi nahi,
Pukaru sahare ke liye ye bhi nahi dilaasa.
Bahut pashemaan hun ki mere
Gulaab  ne, diye tumhe bahut kaante;
Aur tumahare diye gulnaaron ne ,
Abhi talak mere dard baante.

Tum bhul bhi jao to haq he tumko,
Aur yaadein tumhaari hamesha,
Mazboor karengi hame tumhaari yaad aane ko.
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Ab na mere pass tum na mera gulaab he.
Tera gulaab gar rootha he par vabasta tumse hi he;
Mere saathi tapata registaan;
Soone safar me mein jaise anjaan;
Dono hath jaise khaali jaam.
Toote khandhahar kare aaram;
Bus nasib me unke dhah jana anjaam.
Mere dil ke Arab me nahi he koi nakhlistaan.
Dil bant gaya jajbaaton ke qatle-aam ke baad jaise hindostaan-pakistaan.

O MY LORD THEY SHOULD NOT BE APART .EVEN THOUGH AS U LIKE,DO N I WILL ACCEPT.

BEST OF LUCK MY DEAR SON !!
MAY GOD GIVE U A BRIGHT FUTURE  FOREVER.
25 .03.2016 AT MIDNIGHT.

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Vo samander teri aankhon me

Kya tha teri aankhon me,
Ek jhatke se dil toota aisa;
Ki ashqon ke samander me meri poori hasti doob gayi.
Aise baadal ban uda asmaan me;
Har su andhera ghanera ki,
Ki ghar ka rasta bhool gayi.
Un maasoom aankhon se,
Bahte asqon ko rokane ki,
Khwaish me meri zindgi ki kashti doob gayi.
Tera pyaar na jaane rootha he kya;
Nahi maloom par tera pyaar jo,
Meri aankh ka tara thi,mujhse hi rooth gayi.

Tum jaahid se bekhudi me,
Kho gaye ho kis jahaan me.
Seene me chipaaye tasveer-e-yaar;
Kis sawaal ka karte ho intezaar.
Vo khoyi iss kadar khudi me ki,

Khud ka kya shaayad mera bhi nahi aitbaar .
Uski nazar me,khuda jaane kaun sa aasmaan he;
Ya kaun sa samander-e-pyaar.
Tum nakhuda(sailor) ab smbhaal lo apni kashti,ki maazi(past)ka kya;vo gaya vaqt shaayd dhokha.
Kis ummid par du tumko bharosa;
Khud meri kashti me ched he,
Kab doob jaau;koi kinara bhi nahi,
Pukaru sahare ke liye ye bhi nahi dilaasa.
Bahut pashemaan hun ki mere
Gulaab  ne, diye tumhe bahut kaante;
Aur tumahare diye gulnaaron ne ,
Abhi talak mere dard baante.
Tum bhul bhi jao to haq he tumko,
Aur yaadein tumhaari hamesha,
Mazboor karengi hame tumhe  na bhulane ko.

BEST OF LUCK MY DEAR SON !!
MAY GOD GIVE U A BRIGHT FUTURE  FOREVER.
25 .03.2016 AT MIDNIGHT.

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To the lonely authar n his family

And all bloggers and followers,;
Because they are my blog’s flowers.

Photo is taken from google.
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Special friday for my solo traveller

N hookline n inkwell and his all friends.

Photo is taken from google

My train has arrived now

Oh my moony soony train,
Has arrived at my station again.
Now dis time i m sucssesed,
To cacth with panting vein.

I am traveling now with wandering wind;
Happy so much as in laps n relaxing mind.
In happy mood n,
Walking in the train;
Suddenly a thought is,
Waked up in my brain.
Oh my heat is left alone;
At my lovely station be is gone.
O my God!! I rememberd just now,
N seeing behind n asking how.

Why have i left my dt station with my lonely star,
No plz donn’t be depressed coz,
I will come back soon;dis event happened by my internal war.
You are fot mine ,
N coz of my heart’s shine.
Go far away from u my life;
Not only a solution of problems.
I m coming , o my dear!! coz,
I have to keep with u ,done all promises.

Plz wait for sometimes;
I will be with u everytimes.

25.03.2016                     6.00pm.

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Lord Christ

Happy
            Good      
                      Friday!!!!!!!!

Plz donn’t hate from anybody;
Coz dis is a day ás to spread love for everybody.
Donn”t to be D Prophet like Christ;
But follow him.
Cheers up n no tears;
Keep happy everyone as he liked.

25.03.2016 7.15am

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HOLI(a festival of colours)

HAPPY
              HOLI
                         TO
MY ALL DEAREST BLOGGERS N FOLLOWERES !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Wish you all have many happy colours
In your every moment of your lives.

With best wishes      ur  aruna.

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Youth

Youth is like d blossomed flower;
Or dreaming age for special one forever.
These smiling faces
have their own fragrance;
So innocent n unknowing bt each steps r adventurous.
Why n where they go on road of life enjoyous;
that road goes to an unkown place that’s dangerous.

23 .03.2016 3.15at noon
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