doston ki shyari se...

doston ki shyari,
mere purane dayari se,
ek purane photo pe kyun chipka dil mera,

college mein cheek ti wo,
barish mein bheeg ti wo,
deti ishq wala sa ehsas,

doston mein khaas wo,
dil ke mere pas wo,
aur dhadakte dil ke mere beet wo,

gaane wo gungunati,
jab dekho muskurati,
befakar na dunya ki fikar usse,

mera dil bhi kehta tha,
uske pas hi rehta tha,
din ho ya ho rat ho baichain tha,

doston ki shyari ,
mere purane dayari se,
ek purane photo pe kyun chipka dil mera,

to be cont..

fir mil jayenge hum bhi aur tum bhi!!!!

Thodi se un ne pe thodi hum ne,
gum to udhar bhi thi thodi idhar bhi,
Duriee udhar bhi thi thode idhar bhi,
fir kyun hai ye duri itni bhi,
Mit jayenge sab ye bhi,
Bas thode pal ki bat hai fir mil jayenge,
hum bhi aur tum bhi

wo hai tere aas mein!!!!!

Na mandir mein na Murat mein,
wo to teri sooch mein,
Na tilak mein na topi mein,
wo to teri aas mein,
fir kyun hai dhong rachaye tu,
jab wo hai zarre zarre mein

Na pooja mein na duja mein,
Na murat na Surat mein,
Na Pani mein na Sooraj mein,
wo to tere wichar mein

Beeche log use photo mein,
aur phall, sindoor mein,
Na daan se Na dakshina se at,
Hath wo usike at
jo basaye use Tan,man ,dhan mein

ek dewana dil...

kuch likhne ko aaj dil karta hai,
bas teri tarif karne ko dil karta hai,

chalke sharab jo paymene se,
poocho zara hal is dewane se,
war kar gayi is dil pe mere,
tere thode muskane se,

chupiye firte kiss kiss se hum,
tere zakham zamane se,
Na duwa asar kare na daru,
kaisa rog hua ye shuru,

bahut manaya is dil ko humne,
thode wisky thode rum se,
fir chalawa karta hai ye,
na kisiki sunta ab ye,

andaz bhi kuch alag hai iske,
teri hi bas sooche kisse,
kuch hi roz ki baat hai ab,
milenge tumhey thaat se tab,

ek chota muskan liye,
mughe phir wahi ehsas diye,
hathon mein fir hath liye, baithenge dil mein pyar liye,
kuch likhne ko aaj dil karta hai,
bas teri tarif karne ko dil karta hai,

ek awara panchi!!!!!

ek awara panchi tha wo,
jane kahan kho gaya hai wo,
dane ke talash mein,
ja uda wo asman mein,

ghar choda apne chode aur chodi wo pyari pari,
dane ke talash mein,
ja uda wo asman mein,


ek paraye desh mein, aur begane khet mein,
jab usne chuba ek dana, wo ehsas bhi tha begana,
tab usse laga thikana, kya yahi hai wo desh anjana
dane ke talash mein,
ja uda wo asman mein,

mahine beete sala beete,
fir aya yaad aapna desh,
soch raha hai phir wo panchi,
ud jaoon fir swadesh
dane ke talash mein,
ja uda wo asman mein,

phir socha, kuch aur din,
reh loon mein aape ke bin,
bechara, beshara reh gaya wo banke banjara
dane ke talash mein,
ja uda wo asman mein,