Khwaja Haider Ali Atish Poetry Sms
Tarapate Hain Na Rote Hain Na Ham Fariyaad Karate Hain
tarapate hain na rote hain na ham fariyaad karate hain
sanam kii yaad main har dam Khudaa ko yaad karate hain
unhiin ke ishq main ham naalaa-o-fariyaad karate hain
ilaahii dekhiye kis din hamain vo yaad karate hain
shab-e-furqat main kyaa kyaa saanp laharaate hain siine par
tumhaarii kaakul-e-pechaan ko jab ham yaad karate hain
Ye Aarazuu Thii Tujhe Gul Ke Ruu-ba-ruu Karate
ye aarazuu thii tujhe gul ke ruu-ba-ruu karate
ye aarazuu thii tujhe gul ke ruu-ba-ruu karate
ham aur bul bul-e-betaab guftaguu karte
payaam bar na mayassar huaa to Khuub huaa
zabaan-e-Gair se kyaa shar kii aarazuu karate
merii tarah se maah-o-mahar bhii hain avara
kisii habiib ko ye bhii hain justajuu karate
jo dekhate terii zanjeer-e-zulf kaa aalam
asiir hone ke aazaad aarazuu karate
na puuchh aalam-e-baragashtaa taali-e-”Aatish”
barasatii aag main jo baaraaN kii aarazuu karate
Yaar Ko Main Ne Mujhe Yaar Ne Sone Na Diyaa
yaar ko main ne mujhe yaar ne sone na diyaa
raat bhar taali-e-bedaar ne sone na diyaa
ek shab bul bul-e-betaab ke jaage na nasiib
pahaluu-e-gul main kabhii Khaar ne sone na diyaa
raat bhar kii dil-e-betaab ne baatain mujh se
mujh ko is ishq ke biimaar ne sone na diyaa

