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Arts & Culture Poetry ( Intikhaab & Sho'ra-e-Gupshup)
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wo bhi kya din thee ham rooz mila karte thee
raat bhar chand ke hamrah phira karte thee
dekh kar aab jo hamai chup chap guzar jate hai
kabhi iss shaks se ham bhi pyar keya karte thee
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SighS gOOd One!!

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hey p-o-h, itnae dinon sae kahan ho?

~yeh noor ke sholay uthtay hain, mera hee dil garmanay ko
jo bijli ufak main chamki hai, chamki hai mere taRpanay ko~

Apnay akailay pan ka main kis say gila karoon
Jis ko bhi murh kay daikha woh tanhayOon maiN hay~

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nice one

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wu mairay pass say guzray,maira hal tak na poocha
main yeh kaisay man jaoon,ke wu door ja ke roay
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Buhat Khob.

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I’m Gonna Be The Champ
The Way I Wanna Be
( Muhammad ALI )

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Nice one.

Koi to Pal Sanam tu bhi tarapta hoga.
Yadein jalati hongi aur tu sulagta hoga.

Meri ulfat bhi yaad aati hogi.
Jab Chaand Asman pay damakta hoga.

Raat bhar beqarari rehti hogi.
Meri Maanind tu bhi na chen say sota hoga.

Teri Ankhon main sanam aaj bhi main rehta hoon.
Har roz bhul janay ki justujoo karta hoga.

Daman Aansooan say bheeg jata hoga tera.
Jab Jab aun phichle zakhmon ko tu khuredta hoga.

Margayi Maut magar Gaam nahin bhoola mujhko.
Jaan SAhib Na Kabhi Dil say yeh Kanta nikla.

Kuch Din to Baso Meri Ankhon main, Phir Khwab agar ho jao to Kiya.

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yaar apne ghar mai hoon,kiu koi kaam hai ?

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nice one princess_of_hearts sis…

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~~~~~ bohot he khoobsoorat lag raha hay…aap say ijazat hay ye istimaal karnay kee?

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bohot ache ..

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I am like an Open Book Except for the few pages of my past, My life is an empty book. It takes the shape of a mystery, To me it does at least. For I cannot tell what happens next, Too many cliffhangers and too much suspense. But its clues all lead eventually to the same place, Unfortunately it does not say where. It only says get the next book, For in this one you’ ve ran out of room.

[This message has been edited by Azam#1 (edited May 18, 2002).]