shayari idharo odharo...........

mera sajjna da ik shounk suno oh yaar badlde rehnde ne,
koi ik vaar di gal nahi har vaar badlde rehnde ne.
main aakhya apne yaaran da ik haar bna ke pa loo g,
oh gal tan meri man gaye ne par hun haar badlde rehnde ne.

my few poems........

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us khuda ne banaya hai humko is zami........ pe......
jane kio log karte hai baate us agli dunia ki...............
chaho to karne ko yaha bhi hai....... dena pyar apno begano ko...... ik swarg banane ko yaha bhi hai.........
kio jeende oh us agli dunia lai.... is zindagi nu v hai lorh meri .....
mere maape v karde n umeeda kol mere.........
mera sajan v karda hai udeeek.......... meri...........


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life a flow..............


like i am flowing somewhere, somewhere good,
somewhere i dont know knwo but i be should,
feel like a fast flowing river
carried int the current
when i dont know much how to move,
and not much skil to survive .. there...
hurled up by a mighty push,
or left sinking by a longing hush,
boulders are always in the way
that the flow take cares of me..
like my best of friends i feel
pushing & pullling me whenever i need
sometime i get lost in the wilderness
still it keeps me alive
helping me forcing me to thrive...
life is like this... they say........no one can blame...
up n down .. are part of the game.....
I always dream where i ll end......
what it will be like after a final bend...
those pearls which shine.. but hidden in the deeps...
or change to something that none keeps...
or ll i vanish .. in the only that flow..
turn to thin air
that is always there but never show....................




the heart............................

i dont know what is heart,
from where the feelings start,
but i do feel,
they shake the life parts,

this heart sometime hurts,
sometime this heart is hurt,
sometime it is covered by kind of dirt,
sometime it gives u a thrust,
sometime it gives u a thirst,
what to say , it is heart....

i like it............

i wondered lonely as a cloud
that float on high or wales and hills
when all at once i saw a crowd, a host of golden daffodils.....