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Khokhli Emaratein

Nov 8, 2024
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By Syed Noha Farooq


Jab saamne mere tum aaye,

Maine tumhare liye apna sukoon chod diya.


Jab tumhare aagey museebatein aayi,

Maine Rab ke aagey apna sar tek dia.


Jab har pedh mukhtalif hai,

Kisi mei patte to kisi mei phool hue..

Phir har insaan ki zindagi mei, 

Kahin kuch zyada to kuch Kam hota hai.


Hume mohabbat tumhari na mili,

Jisne Khuda se mohabbat na ki,

Usko humne Rabb k hawale kar dia, 

Apna Dil yeh mazboot kar lia.


Mere Marne ke baad,

Kaun aayega paas mere?

Akele hi rehjayenge khabr mei,

To kya khak Kia mohabbat tumne?


Zamane ko dikhana hai,

Paisa, chehra, jhuthi Khushi..

Jab maut aajaye to chehra bhi mud gayega,

Tab kaun tumko chahega? 


Hume zamane ki diwangi nahi,

Mere Rab ka har tohfa accha hai.

Sacch aur jhoot ka fark aakir kab seekhoge?

Jab woh maut ka farishta dekhoge!


Tumse Hume koi gila nahi,

Tum to sabaq de gaye.

Dobara kisiko itna na mohabbat karna,

Ke Khuda bhi paraya ho jaye!


Phir jaake ek chot lagegi,

Ke sambhalna mushkil pad jayega.

Mere Rab ne likhi is kahani ko,

Who zarur mujhe uthayega.


Zulmi hokar Jo khanjar bhokha,

Nishano se bhi khoon nikalta hai 

Aisa kya mohabbat Kia humse,

Nafrat hi aag mei jal Gaye ho?


Akalmandi pe garv karne wale,

Zara apne andar ko dekh.

Dunia ke liye tune Jo Kia,

Apne Rab k Bina ye jalwa to dekh.


Emartein khadi kardi gayi,

Par unki diwarein hain khokhli.

Zara thokar Lage Jo,

Choor hojayein saari.


Aisi emarton mei rehna cho dia,

Kismat kaho ya naseeb.

Hume emaan ki zarurat thi, 

Badnaseeb hum nahi, yeh badnaseebi hai tumhari.


Itne saal Lage,

Hume apne mol ko parakhne.

Heera bhi purana nahi hota,

Takleefon k saath bhi chamkenge.


By Syed Noha Farooq


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