Urdu Women Poets - Urdu Poet

Khwabon Ke Mahal Tut Ke Gir Jate Hain Akasr

khvabon ke mahal tuut ke gir jaate hain akasr phir un se hi din apne sanvar jaate hain akasr ai

thahro zara main aati huun suraj se nuur ki kirnen le kar kisi maasum tifl ke labon se hansi le

zamana guzra hai tufan-e-gham uthae hue ghazal ke parde men rudad-e-dil sunae hue hamin the jin se gunah-e-vafa hua sarzad

ye jo rangin tabassum ki ada hai mujh men mujh ko lagta hai koi mere siva hai mujh men khud

tabinda baharon ke nazare nahin dekhe tu ne vo chamakte hue taare nahin dekhe kuchh is liye bhi niind hamen

hava ki halki si aahat pe yuun machal jaana umid-e-vasl pe bismil ka phir sambhal jaana na aa rahe the

vo mausam be-khudi ke the jo mausam ham guzar aae ki jab chaha tumhare naam se khud ko pukar aae

tum us se duuri bhi mat khvah-makhvah men rakhna bas ehtiyat si ik rasm-o-rah men rakhna tum apne rang nahao

tum munh laga ke ghairon ko maghrur mat karo lag chalna aise deson se dastur mat karo tasve baha ke

vafa ka zikr nahin hai karam ki baat nahin tire suluk men phir bhi sitam ki baat nahin tujhe main