⤤āĨ ā¤ŽāĨā¤āĨ ā¤ā¤ŧā¤Ž ā¤āĨ ā¤¸ā¤žā¤šā¤ŋ⤞ ⤏āĨ ā¤Ēā¤žā¤° ⤞ā¤ā¤žā¤¨ā¤ž ā¤ā¤žā¤šāĨ,
ā¤ā¤° ā¤ĻāĨā¤ā¤ ā¤āĨ ā¤Ļ⤰ā¤ŋā¤¯ā¤ž ā¤ŽāĨ⤠ā¤āĨā¤¤ā¤žā¤āĨ⤰ ā¤Ŧ⤍ ā¤Ģā¤ŋ⤰āĨā¤
⤤āĨā¤āĨ ā¤Žā¤ŋ⤞⤍āĨ ā¤āĨ ā¤ā¤¸ ā¤ŽāĨā¤āĨ¤
ā¤āĨā¤āĨ ā¤ŽāĨā¤ā¤ĻāĨā¤Ļ⤰ ā¤ĒāĨ ⤤āĨ ⤤āĨ⤰āĨ ā¤Žā¤ŋ⤞⤍āĨ ā¤ā¤ž ā¤°ā¤žā¤š ⤞ā¤ŋ⤠ā¤ĻāĨ,
ā¤ā¤° ā¤ŽāĨ⤠ā¤Ŧā¤ŋā¤¨ā¤ž ā¤ŽāĨ⤰ā¤ļā¤ŋā¤Ļ ā¤āĨ ⤤āĨā¤ā¤¸āĨ ⤰ā¤ā¤ŧāĨā¤Ŧ ā¤°ā¤šāĨā¤,
⤤āĨā¤āĨ ā¤ĸāĨā¤ā¤ĸāĨā¤ ā¤ŽāĨā¤ ā¤šā¤° ā¤ā¤˛āĨ ā¤šā¤° ā¤Žā¤ā¤ā¤ŧ⤰ ā¤ĒāĨ,
⤤āĨ ā¤ŦāĨā¤ ā¤ž ā¤šā¤ā¤¸āĨ ā¤ŽāĨ⤰āĨ ā¤ā¤ŧ⤰āĨā¤Ŧ ā¤šāĨā¤ā¤°āĨ¤-
Ambivert,
Instagram: poetic_petrichor
āĻļā§āĻļāĻŦ
āĻĒā§āϰāύ⧠āĻĒā§āϤāĻžāĻ āĻĄāĻžā§ā§āϰāĻŋāϰ āĻĒāĻžāϤāĻž āϝāĻāύ āĻā§āϞāĻž āĻĄāĻžāĻāύāĻžāĻŽ āϧāϰ⧠āĻĄāĻžāĻā§
āϝāĻāύ āĻāĻžāĻā§āĻāĻž āĻĒā§āĻā§āĻāĻŋāϞ,āĻĒā§āϰāύ⧠āϏā§āϞā§āĻ āĻŽā§āĻā§ āϝāĻžāĻā§āĻž āĻĒāĻĻā§āϝ āĻĒāϰā§;
āϤāĻāύ āύāϏā§āĻāϞāĻāĻŋā§āĻž āĻāĻžāĻā§,āĻāĻļāĻžāĻšāϤ āĻāĻā§āώ⧠āĻāĻŦāĻžāϰ āĻļā§āĻļāĻŦ āĻāĻžāĻā§āĨ¤
āϏā§āĻ āĻĢāϏāĻŋāϞā§âāϏ āĻāϰ āĻāĻžāύ⧠āĻāĻ āύāϤā§āύ āϏā§āĻŦāĻĒā§āύ āĻŦāĻžāϧā§,
āύāĻŋāϏā§āĻĒāĻžāĻĒ āĻĒā§āϰā§āĻŽā§āϰ āĻāĻžāϤāύāĻžāϤ⧠āĻā§āĻŋāϰ āĻāϞāĻžāϰāĻžāĻŽ āϏāĻžāĻā§,
āĻāĻāύā§āϰ āϏāϤā§āϝāĻŋ āĻā§āϞ⧠āĻŽāύ āĻ āϤāĻŋāϤā§āϰ āϏā§āϰ⧠āĻāĻžāύ āĻāĻžāĻā§āĻā§āĨ¤
āĻĒā§āϰāĻĨāĻŽ āĻļā§āĻāĻž āĻāĻžāϞāĻŋ, āĻĒā§āϰāĻĨāĻŽ āϞāĻā§āĻāĻžāĻāϰāĻž āĻĒā§āϰā§āĻŽ
āϏā§āĻā§āϞ āĻĒāĻžāϞāĻžāύā§, āϏāĻŋāύā§āĻŽāĻž āĻĻā§āĻāĻž, āĻāĻžāύā§āϰ āĻā§āϝāĻžāĻŽ
āϝāĻāύ āϏāĻŦ āĻā§āĻŦ āϰāĻā§āĻāĻŋāύ āϞāĻžāĻā§,
āĻāĻŋāĻā§ āĻāĻāϧāĻžāϰ āϏāĻžāĻŽāύ⧠āϝāĻāύ āĻĻāĻžāĻā§āĻŋā§ā§ āĻĨāĻžāĻā§
āϤāĻāύ āĻŽāύ⧠āĻļā§āĻļāĻŦ āĻāĻžāĻā§;
āĻŦāĻžāĻāϞāĻž āĻāĻĻā§āϝ,āϏāϤā§āϝā§āύ āĻāϰ āĻāύā§āĻĻ, āϰāĻŦāĻŋāύā§āĻĻā§āϰāύāĻžāĻĨ,
āĻāĻŋāĻŽā§āĻŦāĻž āĻā§āĻŦāύā§āϰ āĻŽā§āĻā§āϤ āϰā§āĻŽāĻžāύā§āϏ,
āϝāĻāύ āĻā§āĻŦ āĻĻāĻžāĻŽāĻŋ āϞāĻžāĻā§, āϤāĻāύ āĻšāϞā§āĻĻ āĻļā§āĻļāĻŦ āĻĒāĻŋāĻā§āĻĄāĻžāĻā§ āĨ¤-
āĻāĻ āϤāĻŽāĻŋāϏā§āϰāĻž āϤ⧠āϤā§āĻŽāĻžāϤ⧠āĻŦāĻŋāϞā§āĻŦ
āĻāĻ āĻ āĻā§āĻŦ āĻĻā§āĻšā§ āĻĒā§āϰāĻžāύ āĻŽāĻŋāϞāĻžāĻāĻŦ
āĻŦāĻŋāϰāĻš āϝāĻžāϤāύāĻž āĻāĻžāĻāĻžāĻāĻŦ āĻĒā§āϰā§āĻŽā§āϰ āĻŦāĻžāĻāϧāύā§
āĻŽā§āĻšāύāĻžā§ āĻāĻ āĻŽāĻŋāϞāĻŋāĻŦā§ āύāĻĻā§ āϤā§āĻŽāĻžāϰ āĻāĻžāĻšāύā§āĨ¤
-
Tere Sajdeh mein sar hai jhuka,
Tu hi ishq ibaadat tu hai khuda.
Tere rahon se main hun judaa,
Tere bin bhi tere pe hoon main fidaa.
Jo bachi teri mehek saanson mein mere
Usse kar mujhe rihaa.
Mariz-e-ishq mein hoon tere
Tu na jo mile toh jaun mai fanna.-
Kuch pyaar bas yun hi platonic hote hai,
Dur se hi hawa tapta rehta hai,
Hasi toh aati hai kabhi bin latifon ke
Barish bhi roti hai bin badal ke.
Kuch ajeeb ajnabi sa ehsas hai,
Use chhune ki lakh tamanna toh hai
Kambakht dil utna himmat nhi deti hai.
jism se kaise chhuye unhe
jo rooh ko chhuan hai.
Manzeel ek rah bhi ek
Magar duriyan hai barkarar,
Jaha chahat bhi ek gunah,
Wah kaha hogi iqrar.
Unhe roz dekhe dil nhi bharta,
Magar unse mile yeh dil bhi nhi karta.
Yeh rah haseen hai jahan,
Kya jarurat hi manzil ki wahan.-
Kaha jaaun ab tere bina...har manzar hai ab sunah sunah...pyaar kiya hai na ki koi gunah
toh kyun khafa hai jaane jaana..
kya hai zarurat hai gusse ke chadar mein Ishq ko chhupana.â % &-
Kuchh lafzon se kabhi sayari nhi banta,
Jaise har khile gul..
nazil khuda ko qubool nhi hota,
Yaara mere ...tamaam ishq bhi..
kabhi Muqqammal nhi hota.
-
Lakhon tohmat samaye kaise rahe ishq mein doob..
Kya pata tha inn shatir duniya mein the hum hi akele bewakoof..-
Hum toh ishq mein khuda dhud rehe the
Pata nhi kaise humein shaitan mil gaye
Hum toh bhukh se tadpe the
khuda ne toh humein kyun zehar pila gaye
Jishm ke andar hum toh dil dhund rhe the
Khuda toh humein hi diljala bana gaye-
Kya karein jab tabah hona manzar tha..
Humko toh ishq mei bepanah hona tha..
Usko khone se zyada usko khone ka darr tha..
Ab kaisa darr jab pyaar ka buniyad hi jhooth tha..-