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Kabhi jo toot ke barsa December,
Laga apna, Bohat apna December,
Guzar jata hai sara saal yun to,
Nahin kat’ta magar tanha december,
Bhala barish say kia sairaab hoga,
Tumharay wasl ka piyasa december,
Woh kab bichra? Nahi ab yaad lekin,
Bus itna yaad hai ke tha December,
Jama poonji yehi hai umar bhar ki..
Meri tanhai aur Mera December!......

pareshan raat sari hai sitaron tum to so jao
sukut-e-marg tari hai sitaron tum to so jao
hanson aur hansate-hansate dubate jao khalaon mein
hamen ye raat bhari hai sitaron tum to so jao
tumhen kya aj bhi koi agar milane nahi aaya
ye bazi hum ne hari hai sitaron tum to so jao
kahe jate ho ro-roke hamara hal duniya se
ye kaisi razadari hai sitaron tum to so ja
hamen to aj ke shab pau phate tak jagana hoga
yahi qismat hamari hai sitaron tum to so jao
hamen bhi neend aa jayegi hum bhi so hi jayenge
abhi kuch beqarari hai sitaron tum to so jao......

Kaun Is Raah Se Guzartaa Hai
Dil Yuun Hii Intizaar Kartaa Hai
Dekh Kar Bhii Na Dekhne Vaale
Dil Tujhe Dekh Dekh Dartaa Hai
Shah’r-E-Gul Men Gayii Hai Saarii Raat
Dekhiye Din Kahaan Guzartaa Hai
Dhyaan Kii Siirhiyon Pe Picchle Pahar
Ko’ii Chupke Se Paanv Dhartaa Hai
Dil To Meraa Udaas Hai “Nasir”
Shah’r Kyuun Saaen Saaen Kartaa Hai.....

HAM NE ULFAT KA BHARM SAB SE JUDA RAKHA HA
USY KEHNA
Ham Ne "ULFAT" Ka Bharm Sab Se Juda Rakha Ha
Goya Seene Mein Tujey "DIL" Ki Jaga Rakha Ha
Dil Ye Chahey Ke Tu Kabi "BADNAAM" Na Ho
Dekh Zikr Tera Ha Magr Naam Chupa Rakha Hy
Mery Jis Hath Sy Kia Tha Tu Ny "MUSAFA"
Dhoya Hi Nahi Honton Sy Laga Rakha Hy
Ab Hum Samjhe Tery "RUKHSAR" Py Till Ka Matlab
"DOULT-E-HUSN" Pe Darban Bitha Rakha Hy
"JUDA" Ho Gaye Hain To Phir Kia Howa
Teri Tasweer Ko Seeny My Saja Rakha Hy......

Ek larki dosri larki se: tm ne mere lover ko i love u q kaha?
2nd larki: very Logical yar ” Jb tk larka kunwara hy,
Na tumhara hy na hmara hy”.......

Qisa-e-hijar agar tujh ko sunany lag jaiyen
Jaan-e-jaan umar nahien is mein zamany lag jaiyen
Main ny is khouf sy gham tujh sy chupaye apny
Mery Aansu teri Aankhon sy na Aany lag jaiyen
Kaash aisa ho kabhi main kuch na kahoon tujh sy
Meri Aankhein mery ehwaal batany lag jaiyen
Rat-jagy khilny lagy phir sy meri neendon mein
Rog mujh ko na kahien phir sy purany lag jaiyen
Aisy Aalam mein tujhy bhoolna mumkin hai k jab
Saary mousam hi teri yaad dilany lag jaiyen
Ay dil-e-ishaq zada tujh sy shikayet kesi
Jab mery khawab hi khud mujh ko jalany lag jaiyen
Haan mujhy naaz hai Aashufta sari py apni
Raah dekhoon ga bhaly tujh ko zamany lag jaiyen......

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Ajab apna hal hota jo visal-e-yar hota
kabhi jan sadqe hoti kabhi dil nisar hota
na maza hai dushmani main na hai lutf dosti main
koi gair gair hota koi yar yar hota
ye maza tha dillagi ka k barabar ag lagti
na tumhen qarar hota na hamain qarar hota
tere wade par sitamagar abhi aur sabr karte
agar apni zindagi ka hamain aitabar hota
English Translation
That would be a strange feeling, if my beloved had come to see me,
At one moment I would rendered my heart and at another my soul for her.
There is no charm in enmity, no pleasure in friendship,
Someone had to be an enemy like enemy; someone had to be a friend like friend.
It would be quite amazing in love if both were having in the same fire (passion) of love,
Nor you were at ease not I was at ease.
O my merciless beloved, I would wait a little longer on your words of promise,
If I had a guarantee of my life any more.....

Aaj basant manaalay suhaagun,
Aaj basant manaalay;
Anjan manjan kar piya mori,
Lambay neher lagaaye;
Tu kya sovay neend ki maasi,
So jaagay teray bhaag, suhaagun,
Aaj basant manalay…..;
Oonchi naar kay oonchay chitvan,
Ayso diyo hai banaaye;
Shaah-e Amir tohay dekhan ko,
Nainon say naina milaaye,
Suhaagun, aaj basant manaalay.
TRANSLATION-
Rejoice, my love, rejoice,
Its spring here, rejoice.
Bring out your lotions and toiletries,
And decorate your long hair.
Oh, you’re still enjoying your sleep, wake-up.
Even your destiny has woken up,
Its spring here, rejoice.
You snobbish lady with arrogant looks,
The King Amir is here to see you;
Let your eyes meet his,
Oh my love, rejoice;
Its spring here again.....

Khusrau darya prem ka, ulti wa ki dhaar
Jo utra so doob gaya, jo dooba so paar
English Translation.
Oh Khusrau, the river of love
Runs in strange directions.
One who jumps into it drowns,
And one who drowns, gets across......

Mun tu shudam tu mun shudi,mun tun shudam tu jaan shudi
Taakas na guyad baad azeen, mun deegaram tu deegari
English Translation:
I have become you, and you me,
I am the body, you soul;
So that no one can say hereafter,
That you are someone, and me someone else......

Sakal bun (or Saghan bhun) phool rahi sarson,
Sakal bun phool rahi…..
Umbva phutay, tesu phulay, koyal bolay daar daar,
Aur gori karat singaar,
Malaniyan gadhwa lay aayin karson,
Sakal bun phool rahi…..
Tarah tarah kay phool lagaaye,
Lay gadhwa haathan mein aaye.
Nijamudin kay darwazay par,
Aawan keh gaye aashaq rung,
Aur beet gaye barson.
Sakal bun phool rahi sarson.
Translation-
The yellow mustard is blooming in every field,
Mango buds are clicking open, other flowers too;
The koyal chirps from branch to branch,
And the maiden tries her make-up,
The gardener-girls have brought bouquets.
Colourful flowers of all kinds,
In hands everyone’s bringing;
But Aashiq-rung (the lover), who had promised to come
To Nizamuddin’s house in spring,
Hasn’t turned up – its been years.
The yellow mustard is blooming in every field....

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Tere ishq ke intaha chahata hun
meri sadagi dekh kya chahata hun
sitam ho ki ho vada-e-behijabi
koi baat sabr-azama chahata hun
ye jannat mubarak rahe zahidon ko
ki main aap ka samana chahata hun
koi dam ka mehaman hun ae ahal-e-mahafil
chirag-e-sahar hun, bujha chahata hun
bhari bazm mein raz ke baat kah di
bada be-adab hun, saza chahata hun.....

mana-e-dasht navardi koi tadabir nahi
ek chakkar hai mere paon mein zanjir nahi
hasarat-e-lazzat-e-azar rahi jati hai
jadah-e-rah-e-vafa juz dam-e-shamshir nahi
ranj-e-na-ummidi-e-javed gavara rahiyo
khush hun gar nala zabuni kash-e-tasir nahi
sar khujata hai jahan zakhm-e-sar acha ho jaye
lazzat-e-sang ba-andaza-e-taqarir nahi
jab karam rukhsat-e-bebaki-o-gustakhi de
koi taqasir ba-juz khaslat-e-taqasir nahi
“ghalib” apna ye aqida hai baqaul-e-nasikh
aap be-behara hain jo motaqid-e-mir nahi.....

aap bevajah pareshan-si kyon hain madam
log kahate hain to phir thik hi kahate honge
mere ehabab ne tahazib na sikhi hogi
mere mahaul mein insan na rehte honge
nur-e-saramaya se hai ru-e-tamaddun ke jila
hum jahan hain vahan tahazib nahi pal sakati
mufalisi hiss-e-latafat ko mita deti hai
bhuk aadab ke sanche mein nahi dhal sakati
log kahate hain to logon pe t’ajjub kaisa
sach to kahate hain ki nadaron ke izzat kaisi
log kahate hain – magar aap abhi tak chup hain
aap bhi kahiye garibon mein sharafat kaisi
nek madam! bahut jald wo daur aayega
jab hamen zist ke adavar parakhane honge
apni zillat ke qasam, aap ke azamat ke qasam
hamako ta’zim ke mear parakhane honge
hum ne har daur mein tazalil sahi hai lekin
hum ne har daur ke chehare ko ziya bakhshi hai
hum ne har daur mein mehanat ke sitam jhele hain
hum ne har daur ke hathon ko hina bakhshi hai
lekin in talkh mubahis se bhala kya hasil
log kahate hain to phir thik hi kahate honge
mere ehabab ne tahazib na sikhi hogi
mere mahaul mein insan na rehte honge......

Wo Maire Pyar Ka Kis Qadar Mazak Ura Gaya
Ke Muje Muhabbat Krne Ki Saza Suna Gaya
Huma Ne Muhabbat Ka Agaz Us Se Hi Kiya Tha
Or Wohi Is Ko Injam Tak Phocha Gayaa.....

Na Zindagi Mili Na Wafa Mili,
Najaane Har Khushi Humse Khafa Mili,
Jhoothi Muskaan Liye Apne Gham Chhupaate Hain,
Sachi Mohabbat Karne Ki Bhi Kiya Khoob Saza Mili….....

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All the world's a stage,
And all the men and women merely players;
They have their exits and their entrances,
And one man in his time plays many parts,
His acts being seven ages. At first, the infant,
Mewling and puking in the nurse's arms.
Then the whining schoolboy, with his satchel
And shining morning face, creeping like snail
Unwillingly to school. And then the lover,
Sighing like furnace, with a woeful ballad
Made to his mistress' eyebrow. Then a soldier,
Full of strange oaths and bearded like the pard,
Jealous in honor, sudden and quick in quarrel,
Seeking the bubble reputation
Even in the cannon's mouth. And then the justice,
In fair round belly with good capon lined,
With eyes severe and beard of formal cut,
Full of wise saws and modern instances;
And so he plays his part. The sixth age shifts
Into the lean and slippered pantaloon,
With spectacles on nose and pouch on side;
His youthful hose, well saved, a world too wide
For his shrunk shank, and his big manly voice,
Turning again toward childish treble, pipes
And whistles in his sound. Last scene of all,
That ends this strange eventful history,
Is second childishness and mere oblivion,
Sans teeth, sans eyes, sans taste, sans everything........

HARK! hark! the lark at heaven's gate sings,
And Phoebus 'gins arise,
His steeds to water at those springs
On chaliced flowers that lies;
And winking Mary-buds begin
To ope their golden eyes:
With everything that pretty bin,
My lady sweet, arise!
Arise, arise!.....

JANE, Jane,
Tall as a crane,
The morning light creaks down again;
Comb your cockscomb-ragged hair,
Jane, Jane, come down the stair.
Each dull blunt wooden stalactite
Of rain creaks, hardened by the light,
Sounding like an overtone
From some lonely world unknown.
But the creaking empty light
Will never harden into sight,
Will never penetrate your brain
With overtones like the blunt rain.
The light would show (if it could harden)
Eternities of kitchen garden,
Cockscomb flowers that none will pluck,
And wooden flowers that 'gin to cluck.
In the kitchen you must light
Flames as staring, red and white,
As carrots or as turnips shining
Where the cold dawn light lies whining.
Cockscomb hair on the cold wind
Hangs limp, turns the milk's weak mind.
Jane, Jane,
Tall as a crane,
The morning light creaks down again!.......

Blow, blow, thou winter wind,
Thou art not so unkind
As man's ingratitude;
Thy tooth is not so keen
Because thou art not seen,
Although thy breath be rude.
Heigh-ho! sing heigh-ho! unto the green holly:
Most friendship is feigning, most loving mere folly:
Then, heigh-ho! the holly!
This life is most jolly.

Freeze, freeze, thou bitter sky,
Thou dost not bite so nigh
As benefits forgot:
Though thou the waters warp,
Thy sting is not so sharp
As friend remember'd not.
Heigh-ho! sing heigh-ho! unto the green holly:
Most friendship is feigning, most loving mere folly:
Then, heigh-ho! the holly!
This life is most jolly. ......

O mistress mine, where are you roaming?
O stay and hear! your true-love's coming
That can sing both high and low;
Trip no further, pretty sweeting,
Journey's end in lovers' meeting--
Every wise man's son doth know.

What is love? 'tis not hereafter;
Present mirth hath present laughter;
What's to come is still unsure:
In delay there lies no plenty,--
Then come kiss me, Sweet and twenty,
Youth's a stuff will not endure........

URNS and odours bring away!
Vapours, sighs, darken the day!
Our dole more deadly looks than dying;
Balms and gums and heavy cheers,
Sacred vials fill'd with tears,
And clamours through the wild air flying!
Come, all sad and solemn shows,
That are quick-eyed Pleasure's foes!
We convent naught else but woes.......

YOU spotted snakes with double tongue,
Thorny hedgehogs, be not seen;
Newts and blind-worms, do no wrong;
Come not near our fairy queen.
Philomel, with melody,
Sing in our sweet lullaby;
Lulla, lulla, lullaby; lulla, lulla, lullaby!
Never harm,
Nor spell nor charm,
Come our lovely lady nigh;
So, good night, with lullaby.
Weaving spiders, come not here;
Hence, you long-legg'd spinners, hence!
Beetles black, approach not near;
Worm nor snail, do no offence.
Philomel, with melody,
Sing in our sweet lullaby;
Lulla, lulla, lullaby; lulla, lulla, lullaby!
Never harm,
Nor spell nor charm,
Come our lovely lady nigh;
So, good night, with lullaby.......

COME unto these yellow sands,
And then take hands:
Court'sied when you have, and kiss'd,--
The wild waves whist,--
Foot it featly here and there;
And, sweet sprites, the burthen bear.
Hark, hark!
Bow, wow,
The watch-dogs bark:
Bow, wow.
Hark, hark! I hear
The strain of strutting chanticleer......
Cry, Cock-a-diddle-dow!.......

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