Bharra Dimagh, Urdu Works

Gharzi Insan


Insan to pihr insan,

Sabr bhi aik na aik din toot jaega na,

Humesha umeed rakhta hai,

Ke koee meri bhi pooche ga,

Laikin kum hi eisa hota hai,

Sirf manga jata hai,

Ab naiki bhi karta rehta hai insan,

Laikin aik jaga udaas bhi ho jata hai,

Chalo sahi Allah dekhne wala hai,

To insan bhi chalne wala hai!

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Khuloos ki Mafi


Ghaltian hoti hein subon se,

Laikin unko tari nahi honei deina,

Aik to seedha seedha mafi mang leina,

Aur agar na ho sakei,

To Allah se dua kar ke mafi chahein,

Wohi doosron ke dil narum kartei hein,

Chahei barri ghalti ho ya choti,

Aik ratsa humeisha khula hai,

Woh ruswa kubhi nahi honei deiga,

Agar aap huq pe hongei,

Apni taruf se koshish kar chuke hongei,

To woh din door nahi hoga,

Aap ke sabr ki fath ka!

 

 

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Khaas Ashkhaas


Sache jazbat ke logh,

Humesha hi narum hote hein,

Halaat ke badalte rung,

Unko sard kar dete hein,

Laikin unki narmi wahin hoti hai,

Khaas jagahon par,

Istimaal nahi kar sakte hein,

Eise logh sub ke dil jeet jate hein,

Laikin kitne un mein se sache hein,

Yeh maloom nahi hai,

Siwae Allah ki meherbani se,

Jubhi pur khuloos logh,

Mushkil se milte hein,

Aur Allah ki madad se,

Chupe rehte hein!