Sadiyon se ik sapna hai
kaho pura karogey tum??
bhool jao mere siwa sab kuch
kaho aisa karogey tum??
nahe kuch or tamana ab
k bas mere hojao tum
kabhi na chor k jaogey
kaho aisa karogey tum??
faqat ik lafz sunney ko
kaey barson se tarsa hun
MUJHEY APNA BANA LO TUM
kaho aisa karogey tum???
Poetry SMS
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Browse through the collection of romantic poetry sms / text messages, funny shayari sms and sad love poetry by many famous poets such as ahmed faraz, allama iqbal, ghalib & wasi shah in urdu, hindi, pashto & english.
Sadiyon se ik sapna hai
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Nazdeek hi rehta hy wo par milne nahi aata….
Pocho tu muskura k kehta hy…
tum se to muhabbat hy,,,
tum se kya milna….
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Na Sada’en Badlti Hain
Na Sada’en Badlti Hain,
Na Wafa’en Badlti Hain,
Kuch Logon Ki Bas Ada’en Badlti Hain,
Toot Jata Hai Bana Banaya Aashyana Ik Pal Main,
Jab Mosmon Ki Tarah Hawa’en Badalti Hain,
Apna Sab Kuch De Dete Hain Hum Chahat Me,
Najane Phir Bhi Q Logon Ki Nigah’en Badlti Hain….
Tere Dard Ka Dil-E-Naatwan
Tere Dard Ka Dil-E-Naatwan,
Main Elaj Krun To Kia Krun…..
Na Tabeeb Hun K Dawa Krun,
Na Fakeer Hun K Dua Krun…!!
Love is a smoke raised with
Love is a smoke raised with the fume of sight:
Being purged a fire sparking in lover’s eyes.
Being vexed a sea nourished with lover’s tear:
What is it else? A madness most discreet,
A choking gall and a preserving sweet.
Love is the magician the enchanter that
Changes worthless things to joy and makes
right royal kings and queens of common clay.
It is the perfume of that wondrous flower,
the heart…… and without that sacred passion,
But with it earth is Heaven and we are
gods.
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