Night_Hawk

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Re: Poetry Sharing, Mehfile Shier-o-Adab محفل شعر و ادب (Poetry Sharing Point)

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canadian

Chief Minister (5k+ posts)
Re: Poetry Sharing, Mehfile Shier-o-Adab محفل شعر و ادب (Poetry Sharing Point)

Kuch kehna tha, usy bhi aur mujhe bhi
Us ne ye chaha mien kuch kahon,meri yeh zid ke baat wo kare.


Yehi sochty sochty zamane beet gaye,

Na us ki ana tooti, Aur na meri zid

Us ki ana faseel thi, toh meri bhi chattan,



Ana aur zid ke issi tazad mein,

Safer-E-Zindgi youn hi rawa raha.

Waqt kat-ta raha, dard barhta raha,

Aur safer ikhte-tam ko ponhcha

Ikhte-tam e safer ye raha.


“Meri ankhon meinhalki si nami ,

Aur shayed us ki zindgi mein thori si kami.

Us ki ana shikast khurda,

Aur meri zid reza reza

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canadian

Chief Minister (5k+ posts)
Re: Poetry Sharing, Mehfile Shier-o-Adab محفل شعر و ادب (Poetry Sharing Point)

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Hindu ka Musalman se sawal...!
Mein Mandar jata hoon,
Tou Mazar jata hai,
Main parsad khata hoon,
Tou langar khata hai,
Mein nariyal charhata hoon,
Tou chaddar charhata hai,
Mein Aashirbad leta hoon,
Tou Muraad leta hai,
Mein bhi sajta kerta hoon,
Tou bhi sajta kerta hai,
Mein hath jorta hoon,
Tou Maatha Taikta hai,
Meri bhi bigri bun jati hai,
Teri bhi Muraad pori ho jati hai,
Farq nhi to tera mera Bhagwan 2 kyun hain???
Tere Nabi(PBUH)to Masjid gaer,
Tou kyun Mazaar jata hai,
Tere Nabi(PBUH) ne to upar hath uthaye,
Tou kyun Qabar pe Lait-Ta hai??
Itna bta de aye Musalman,
Mein Kafir hoon,to tou kia hai??
Mein Jahannami to tou Jannati kaise????
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canadian

Chief Minister (5k+ posts)
Re: Poetry Sharing, Mehfile Shier-o-Adab محفل شعر و ادب (Poetry Sharing Point)

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Azadi Mubarik....yha dollar dollar hoti hai
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i dunt know the poet but an amazing piece of poetry wana share wth u all
Yahan DOLLAR DOLLAR Hoti Hai
Yah Dais Hai Andhay Logoon Ka
Aye Chaand Yahan Na Nikla Ker..

Bay-Naam Say Sapnay Daikha Ker
Aye Dil Her Ja Na Phisla Ker
Yah Dais Hai Andhay Logoon Ka
Aye Chaand Yahan Na Nikla Ker

Na Dartay Hain Na Naa-dim Hain
Na Maanain K woh Khaadim Hain
Yahan Ulti Ganga Behti Hai
Is Dais Main Andhay Haakim Hain

Yah Raqam Saray Likhtay Hain
Qawneen Yahan Na Tiktay Hain
Hai Yahan Per Karoobaar Bohat
Is Dais Main Gurday Biktay Hain

Yahan DOLLAR DOLLAR Hoti Hai
Or G.D.P Kasootti Hai
Kuch Loog Hain Aali Shaan Bohat
or Kuch Ka Nuqsaan Rootti Hai

Umeed Ko Lay Ker Parhtay Hain
Phir Degree Lay ker Phirtay Hain
Jab JOB Na Un Ke Milti Hai
Phir Khud-kush Hamlay Kartay Hain

Woh Kehtay Hain Sab Acha Hai
Or Fooj Ka Raaj Sacha Hai
Khoota Gaari Wala Kyun Yah Manay
Jab Bhooka Us Ka Bacha Hai

Yah Dais Hai Andhay Logoon Ka
Aye Chaand Yahan Na Nikla Ker
 

canadian

Chief Minister (5k+ posts)
Re: Poetry Sharing, Mehfile Shier-o-Adab محفل شعر و ادب (Poetry Sharing Point)

سوالنامہ


اے رہبر ملک و قوم ذرا اتنا تو بتادے

چہرہ یہ تمہارا ہے مگر انداز ہیں کس کے
ہم تیری ہر اک بات کو سچ مانیں تو کیسے
لہجہ یہ تمہارا ہے مگر الفاظ ہیں کس کے
ہوتے ہیں یہاں روز ہی"ڈرونوں"کے یہ حملے
دھرتی یہ ہماری ہے مگر بمبار ہیں کس کے
ہم لوگ تو شہادت کو بھی سعادت ہیں سمجھتے
سینہ یہ ہمارا ہے یہ تیر انداز ہیں کس کے
یہ ملک کہ جہاں غربت و جہالت کے ہیں ڈیرے
بیرون ملک نوٹوں کے یہ انبار ہیں کس کے

 

Night_Hawk

Siasat.pk - Blogger
Re: Poetry Sharing, Mehfile Shier-o-Adab محفل شعر و ادب (Poetry Sharing Point)

* Zeher vekh k peeta te ki peeta,

ISHQ soch k keeta te ki keeta.


Dil de k dil len di aas rakhi,


Pyar eho jeya keeta te ki keeta...^
 

Night_Hawk

Siasat.pk - Blogger
Re: Poetry Sharing, Mehfile Shier-o-Adab محفل شعر و ادب (Poetry Sharing Point)

Khuda Karay Ke Meri Arz-e-Pak Per Utray
Wo Fasl-e-Gul Jisay Andesha-e-Zawaal Na Ho

Yahan Jo Phool Khilay, Khila Rahay Sadi'on
Yahan Khizaan Ko Guzarnay Ki Bhi Majaal Na Ho

Yahan Jo Sabza Ugay, Hamesha Sabz Rahay
Aur Aisa Sabz Ke Jis Ki Koi Misaal Na Ho

Khuda Karay Ke Na Kham Ho Sir-e-Waqar-e-Watan
Aur Is Ke Husn Ko Tashweesh-e-Mah-o-Saal Na Ho

Her Aik Fard Ho, Tahzeeb-o-Fun Ka Oaj-e-Kamaal
Koi Malool Na Ho, Koi Khasta Haal Na Ho

Khuda Karay Ke Meray Aik Bhi Hum'Watan Ke Leay
Hayaat Jurm Na Ho, Zindagi Wabaal Na Ho

Khuda Karay Ke Meri Arz-e-Pak Per Utray
Wo Fasl-e-Gul Jisay Andesha-e-Zawaal Na Ho

Ahmad Nadeem Qasmi
 

fahid_asif

Senator (1k+ posts)
Re: Poetry Sharing, Mehfile Shier-o-Adab محفل شعر و ادب (Poetry Sharing Point)

baat nikale gii to phir duur talak jaaye gii
log bevajah udaasii kaa sabab puchain gay
ye bhii puchain gay ki tum itanii pareshaa kyuon ho
Ungliyaan uthaay gii sukhe huye baalon kii taraf
ik nazar dekhain gii guzare huye saalon kii taraf
churhion par bhii kaheen tanz kiye Jain gay
kaanptain haathon peh bhii fikre kase Jain gay
log zaalim hain har ik baat kaa taanaa deain gay
baatoon baatoon mein meraa zikr bhii le aayain gay
unakii baatoon kaa zaraa saa bhii asar mat lenaa
varnaa chehare ke taasur se samajh jaayein gay
chaahe kuchh bhii ho savaalaat na karanaa unase
mere baare mein koi baat na karanaa unase
baat nikale gii to phir duur talak jaaye gii
 

canadian

Chief Minister (5k+ posts)
Re: Poetry Sharing, Mehfile Shier-o-Adab محفل شعر و ادب (Poetry Sharing Point)

Poem Of The End
It was early in the morning at four,
When death knocked upon a bedroom door,
Who is there? the sleeping one cried.
I'm malaik mawt , let me inside.

At once, the man began to shiver,
As one sweating in deadly fever,

He shouted to his sleeping wife,
Don't let him take away my life.

Please go away, O Angel of Death!
Leave me alone, I'm not ready yet.

My family on me depends,
Give me a chance, O please prepense!

The angel knocked again and again,
Friend! I'll take your life without a pain,

Tis your soul Allah requires,
I come not with my own desire.

Bewildered, the man began to cry,
O Angel I'm so afraid to die,

I'll give you gold and be your slave,
Don't send me to the unlit grave.

Let me in, O Friend! The Angel said,
Open the door, get up from your bed,

If you do not allow me in,
I will walk through it, like a jinn.

The man held a gun in his right hand,
Ready to defy the Angel's stand.

I'll point my gun, towards your head,
You dare come in, I'll shoot you dead.

By now the Angel was in the room,
Saying, O Friend! prepare for you doom.

Foolish man, Angels never die,
Put down your gun and do not sigh.

Why are you afraid! Tell me O man,
To die according to Allah's plan?

Come smile at me, do not be grim,
Be Happy to return to Him.

O Angel! I bow my head in shame,
I had no time to take Allah's Name.

From morning till dusk,I made my wealth,
Not even caring for my health.

Allah's command I never obeyed,
Nor five times a day I ever prayed.

A Ramadan came and a Ramadan went,
But no time had I to repent.

The Hajj was already FARD on me,
But I would not part with my money.

All charities I did ignore,
Taking usury more and more.

Sometimes I sipped my favourite wine,
With flirting women I sat to dine.

O Angel! I appeal to you,
Spare my life for a year or two.

The Laws of Quran I will obey,
I'll begin SALAT this very day.

My Fast and Hajj, I will complete,
And keep away from self conceit.

I will refrain from usury,
And give all my wealth to charity,

Wine and wenches I will detest,
Allah's oneness I will attest.

We Angels do what Allah demands,
We cannot go against His commands.

Death is ordained for everyone,
Father, mother, daughter or son.

I'm afraid this moment is your last,
Now be reminded, of your past,

I do understand your fears,
But it is now too late for tears.

You lived in this world, two score and more,
Never did you, your people adore.

Your parents, you did not obey,
Hungry beggars, you turned away.

Your two ill-gotten, female offspring,
In night-clubs, for livelihood they sing.

Instead of making more Muslims,
You made your children non-Muslims.

You ignored the Mua'dhin Adhaan,
Nor did you read the Holy Quran.

Breaking promises all your life,
Backbiting friends, and causing strife.

From hoarded goods, great profits you made,
And your poor workers, you underpaid.

Horses and cards were your leisure,
Money-making was your pleasure.

You ate vitamins and grew more fat,
With the very sick, you never sat.

A pint of blood you never gave,
Which could a little baby save.

O Human, you have done enough wrong,
You bought good properties for a song.

When the farmers appealed to you,
You did not have mercy, tis true.

Paradise for you? I cannot tell,
Undoubtedly you will dwell in hell.

There is no time for you to repent,
I'll take your soul for which I am sent.

The ending however, is very sad,
Eventually the man became mad

With a cry, he jumped out of bed,
And suddenly, he fell down dead.

O Reader! Take moral from here,
you never know, your end may be near

change your living and make amends
For jannah, on your deeds depends.

ikhwati wallahi i want the best for you guys i really do use ur time when u have the time couse we will all turn too Allah swt like it or not that is for sure so aske ur selvf are u really ready too meet Allah swt ikhwati use ur time with good deeds ws wr wb
 

canadian

Chief Minister (5k+ posts)
Re: Poetry Sharing, Mehfile Shier-o-Adab محفل شعر و ادب (Poetry Sharing Point)

“Jithe Wajdi Si Phook Pyaar Di, O’ Vanjhli Gayi Guaach, Ranhje de Sabh Veer hun Bhull Gaye Usdi jaach
Ajj Sabhe Kaidon ban Gaye, Husn Ishq de Chor, Ajj Kithon Liayiye Labh ke, Waris Shah ik hor……
Ajj Aakhan Waris Shah nu, Kiton Kabran Wichon Bol, Te Ajj Kitabe Ishq Da, Koi Agla Warqa Fol” ”
 

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