Tuesday, May 1, 2012

So Dar Chhor Ke

Dhananjay Parmar

Hi friend’s
This is just poem and shayari,


Sirf Tere Haathon Ko Choomon Teri Bait Chaahoon
So Dar Chhor Ke Teri Ik Haseen Karaamat Chaahon
Thoray Thoray Din Kaatay Hain Kitni Hee Galyon Mein
Aakhri Baar Tere Dil Mein Ay Dost Sakoonat Chaahon
Aa Mein Koi Dhang Sikhaaon Tujhko Baichaini Ka
Tera Dost Hun Apni Si Teri Bhi Haalat Chaahon
Tere Zehen Ki Chaandi Aur Tere Badan Ka Sona
Apna Jism Luta Kar Bhi Mein Sirf Ye Daulat Chaahon
Ooper Waala Pooch Hee Baithay Mujhse Tou Mein Buzdil
Tujh Se Khul Kar Baatain Kar Saknay Ki Himmat Chaahon
Be-Garzi Ki Aakhri Had Per Banaa Qateel Jo Saathi
WOhi Tou Hai Ik Shaks Jisay Mein Binaa Zaroorat Chaahon



Umeedon ke saharey jee kar khud ko dhoka deta hoon,
Teri yaad mein jal kar rooh ko aziyat deta hoon,
Parwaah nahin karta koi kya samajhta hai mujhe,
Koi maange nafrat bhi, Tou mohabbat lazawaal deta hon,
Har baar ishaarey deti hai woh judai ke,
Har baar mein muskuraa ke taal deta hoon,
Aa chal thaam le ab tu mera hath,
Tere naam ko mein apna naam deta hoon,
Torra nahin aik muddat se ab kisi ka dil bhi,
Koi maange sath to dil mein jagha deta hoon,
Daur-e-wasl mein yeh naubat aagayi hai Husnain,
Apne hathon ko tere hathon se mila deta hoon..



Dhananjay Parmar