POEMH: Ghazal - Mubarak / Nahin Hai

Ghazal - Mubarak / Nahin Hai

Mubarak mere yaar tujhko ameeri, mujhe teri koi zaroorat nahin hai

Bohot sang mere hai jachti gharibi, mujhe teri koi zaroorat nahin hai

Milkar rahenge to apne rahenge, nahin mil sake to bhi jeete rahenge
Pyaara nahin tera main bhi hoon koi, mujhe teri koi zaroorat nahin hai

Dikhti teri chahaten hain hazaron, pa tere siwa koi meri nahin hai

Tujhe mujhse hajat jo hogi so hogi, mujhe teri koi zaroorat nahin hai

Main aashiq hoon aur ishq hai kaam mera, tu hi ho ke aur maashooq koi 

Mujhe chahiye bas faqat hai aseeri, mujhe teri koi zaroorat nahin hai

Aata hai pa aata nahin, milta hai pa milta nahin, karta hai pa karta nahin 

Mili tujhse mujhko kahan koi sairi, mujhe teri koi zaroorat nahin hai

Khushdil to hoon, pa dil mein tu bhi nahin hai,  khushi bhi nahin hai, 

Zinda to hoon, pa sunle meri zindagi, mujhe teri koi zaroorat nahin hai

POEMH: Ghazal - Aashiq Hoon / Kya Hai

Ghazal

Aashiq hoon, ishq ke siwa kiya kya hai
Na kaho, ke tum faqeer ho, diya kya hai

Mehram bhi ho, haram bhi, haraam bhi
Ahraam baandhe hoon, ab haya kya hai

Aayega voh laut kar, phir mere hi paas
Zingdagi khel samjhe hai, jiya kya hai

Aashiq ka gribaan hai, kitne jatan karoge
Sau baar hi taanka hai abhi, siya kya hai

Tumhari hi chahat hai, baqi to bas hain
Aakhirat bhi chhod doonga, duniya kya hai

Sadqe tumhari pyaas ke yeh jaam surahi
Darya hi sukhaya hai abhi, piya kya hai

Hum se aashiq hain har dar pe hazaron
Tu na ho mehboob to phir naya kya hai

Sirf naam-o-izzat-o-daulat hi luti hai abhi
Jab tum ho saath mere, to phir gaya kya hai

Jaan, rehne do andhera kuch daer aur abhi
Saraapa noor ho tum, mujhe diya kya hai

Khudaaon ke Khuda khud ho, mujh se poochho
Masjid ko jaao kyun, tumhen khuda kya hai

Bhoolun main khudi ko, khud ko, khuda ko
Mujhko jo mil jaaye tu, to phir bachaa kya hai

Khushdil ki khataon ko muaaf kaun karega
Nafraton ka daur hai, yeh maajraa kya hai

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POEME: It's ALL Good

It's ALL Good

I wanted a future 

with you in it.

You wanted one 

with me out of it.

You won.  

Congratulations.

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What are you upset about, 

now that I have nothing left 

to talk to you about?

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Victories 

are often not 

what we want them to be. 

Mine may have been the same. 

And if I were to be miserable anyway, 

good, that you have your victory. 

I can live with my misery 

either way, 

but I could not have compensated 

for your misery 

with my victory.  

You can. 

So,
good.

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