Sad Poetry of Idris Babar (page 1)
| Poet Name | Idris Babar |
|---|---|
| Birth Date | 1973 |
| Birth Place | Pakistan |
Wahi Na Ho Ki Ye Sab Log Sans Lene Lagen
Maut Ukta Chuki Rehearsal Mein
Maut Ki Pahli Alamat Sahib
Main Jinhen Yaad Hun Ab Tak Yahi Kahte Honge
Ek Khauf-zada Sa Shakhs Ghar Tak
Dhul Udti Hai To Yaad Aata Hai Kuchh
Dard Ka Dil Ka Sham Ka Bazm Ka Mai Ka Jam Ka
Aaj To Jaise Din Ke Sath Dil Bhi Ghurub Ho Gaya
Yahan Se Chaaron Taraf Raste Nikalte Hain
Wo Shahr Ittifaq Se Nahin Mila
Wo Gul Wo Khwab-shaar Bhi Nahin Raha
Teri Gali Se Guzarne Ko Sar Jhukae Hue
Rabt Asiron Ko Abhi Us Gul-e-tar Se Kam Hai
Matla Ghazal Ka Ghair Zaruri Kya Kyun Kab Ka Hissa Hai
Main Use Sochta Raha Yani
Main Kuchh Dinon Mein Use Chhod Jaane Wala Tha
Kisi Ke Hath Kahan Ye Khazana Aata Hai
Khemgi-e-shab Hai Tishnagi Din Hai
Khamosh Rah Ke Zawal-e-sukhan Ka Gham Kiye Jaen
Karte Phirte Hain Ghazalan Tera Charcha Sahab
Is Se Phulon Wale Bhi Aajiz Aa Gae Hain
Is Se Pahle Ki Zamin-zad Shararat Kar Jaen
Is Se Pahle Ki Zamin-zad Shararat Kar Jaen
Gul-e-sukhan Se Andheron Mein Tab-kari Kar
Ek Din Khwab-nagar Jaana Hai
Dost Kuchh Aur Bhi Hain Tere Alawa Mere Dost
Dil Mein Hai Ittifaq Se Dasht Bhi Ghar Ke Sath Sath
Dil Koi Aaina Nahin Tut Ke Rah Gaya To Phir
Dekha Nahin Chand Ne Palat Kar
Dekh Na Is Tarah Guzar Arsa-e-chashm Se Mujhe