chinta hai mujhe k is prem mein
Hini shair from faraz.
chinta hai mujhe k is prem mein,
kitni durghatna hai faraz
is chinta ki vivasta liye,
main suwargvasi ho chala
Hini shair from faraz.
chinta hai mujhe k is prem mein,
kitni durghatna hai faraz
is chinta ki vivasta liye,
main suwargvasi ho chala
Meri awargi mein kuch dakhal hai tmhara bhi.
Tmhari yad ati hai to ghar acha nahi lagta.
“Raat,
Darwazey Pe,,
Kitni Dustakon k
Zakhm Thay Mohsin. . . ..
Phir Wohi,
Pagal Hawa Thi,
Phir Mujhey. . .
Dhoka Hua. . . .
Ishq sabhi ko jeena sikha data hai,
wafa k naam pr marna sikha deta hai,
ishq nahi kya to kar k dakho lo,
zalim har dard sehna sikha deta hy
Gila Karen To Kesay Karen Faraz
Wo Bewafa Sahi Magar Intikhaab To Mera Hy
Do dilon k bich Ye dori na hoti.
Agar mere dost zamane ki mjbori na hoti.
UN se milne ki tamana bohat hai.
Par har Kisi Ki tamana pori nahi hoti.
Aaj Tak Teri Yaadon K Phool Murjhaye Nhi “MOHSIN”
Main Nay Hamesha Inhain Apnay Ashkon say Tar Rakha Hai.
“Hum sy poochni hai tou Sitaaron ki baat poocho “Faraz”,
“Khawabon ki baat tou woh karty hein jinhein Neend Aati ho”…..
Nahi Masroof Main Itna K Sab Ko Bhool Jaon
Jab Koi Muntazir Hi Na Ho To Rabita Acha Nahi Lagta.
Yeh sheher agar hai to sunsan sa kiun hai?
Is sheher ka her shaks pareshan sa kiun hai?
Is sheher k log jisay kehtain hain maseeha,
Wo shakhs mery dard se anjan sa kiun hai?
Matti ka bana hai to mil kiun nahi jata?
Patthar ka sanam hai to insan sa kiun hai.