Mirza Hussnain Azam Poetry
Abb bhola do mujh ko
Abb bhola do mujh ko…
Kisi kamzoor lamhe ki tarah…
Kisi bête hoe sawan ki tarah…
Kisi kai hoi achai ki tarah…
Kisi guzare hoe sawan ki tarah…
Kisi bachpan me suni hoi kahani ki tarah…
Kisi la jawab karte hoe sawal ki tarah…
Kisi gungunae hoe geet ki tarah…
Kisi gire hoe annso ki tarah…
Abb bhola do mjujh ko…
Bhola do…
Khawabon se haqeqat me ane me bhi dair kitani lagati hai
Khawabon se haqeqat me ane me bhi dair kitani lagati hai
Kisi ko apna bana k chor daine me bhi dair kitni lagati hai
Ye hamara zabat hai k hum chopa laite hain anso
Warna barish ko barasne me bhi dair kitani lagati hai
Nafraton k sukh bhi hum ne khoshi se apna lie
Nafrat ko mohabbat me badalne me bhi dair kitani lagati hai
Abb to aa jao k kahen mar na jae bin tere
Jisam se rooh nikalne me bhi dair kitani lagai hai
Ye hamari olfat thi k kabhi socha na kisi aur ko
Kisi aur ka hath thamane me bhi dair kitani lagati hai
Wo jhote kise jo sunae the to ne doston ko
Afsanawi kahaniyan likhane me bhi dair kitani lagati hai
Dua nahin mangata hon Khoda se tujhe pane ki
Warna Khoda ka hukam pura hone me bhi dair kitni lagati hai
Maan li thi baat tumhari bicharte waqt hum ne
Zid par arr jane me bhi dair kitni lagati hai
Ye bhi acha hoa k sunai na dastan-e-gham hum ne
Warna qeyamat ko barpa hone me bhi dair kitani lagati hai
Tere beghair aik pal bhi sadiyon k mutradif hai
Waqt ki raftaar taiz hone me bhi dair kitni lagati hai
Tujh se bichar k bhi na kie uss dil ne gile
Warna shikawe karne me bhi dair kitni lagati hai
Ye alag bat hai k bholate nahin hain tum ko
Tere jaison ko bholane me bhi dair kitni lagati hai
Teri deed ki pias k lie hi na chora ye ghar
Tabah haal sheher chorane me bhi dair kitani lagati hai
Ye bhi acha hai k tum yaad karti nahin purani batain
Ghalti ka ehsas hone me bhi dair kitni lagati hai
HUSSNAIN gharor na kar apni haseen sorat par
Chand ko garehan lagne me bhi dair kitni lagati hai
Yad hai tum ko
Yad hai tum ko…
Wo campus ka peer…
Sae me jiss k betha karte the…
Aur ‘’TUM’’ balon me hath pherate
Pocha karti thi…
Kia tum mera sath umer bhar nibhao ge???
Kia tanhaiyon k sehra me choor to nahin jao ge???
Kia mere lie zamane se takra jao ge?
Aur phir…
Wohi howa na…
Takara gea na…
Zamane se nahin…
‘’Magar tum se’’
Han……
‘’Magar tum se’’
Teri yadon k sahare aik aur saal beet gea
Teri yadon k sahare aik aur saal beet gea
Teri nafraton k sahare aik aur saal beet gea
Wo din jab pass hoa karte the hum kabhi
Unhi dinon ko soch kar hi aik aur saal beet gea
Suni thi to ne jo kabhi ghairon ki batain
Wo sach thi ya jhoot ,isi kashmakash me hi aik aur saal beet gea
Kia kya uss baras tujh se mohabbat k siwa
Iss be basi ko sochate hi aik aur saal beet gea
Tere dil me kia mokam tha mera?
Wohi oqat sochate hi aik aur saal beet gea
Para hai jo meri kitab main wo akhari khat
Onhi ilfaz ko parhate hi aik aur saal beet gea
Jo karti thi mujh se mohabbat ya majboor thi ana k hathon
Inhi majboriyon ko sochate hi aik aur saal beet gea
Hoi thi akhari molaqat ,college k peer k niche
Usi moatabar peer k niche hi aik aur saal beet gea
Iss saal bahot zakham khae hain doston se
Inhi zakhmon ko daikhate hi aik aur saal beet geaa