Shayari Bazar

The object of a New Year is not that we should have a new year. It is that we should have a new soul and a new nose; new feet, a new backbone, new ears, and new eyes. Unless a particular man made New Year resolutions, he would make no resolutions. Unless a man starts afresh about things, he will certainly do nothing effective. Happy New Year.~ G.K. Chesterton

Dil ke chhalon ko koi shayari kahe,to dard nahi hotaTakleef to tab hoti hai,Jab log wah-wah karte hainApne hisse ki zindagi to hum kabke jee chuke,Ab to sirf dhadkanon ka lihaj karte hain,Kya karen is duniya walon ka,Jo aakhari dhadkano pe bhi aitaraz karte hain.Yu nazar se nazar ki baat ki, ki dil chura le gayehum to samjhe the but, aap to dhadkan suna gaye.

Rafta Rafta Wo Meri Hasti Ka Saamaan Ho GayePehle Jaan Fir Jaane Jaan Fir Jaane Jaana Ho GayeDin Badin Badhti Gayi Is Husn Ki RaanayeeyaanPhele Gul Fir Gul Badan Fir Gul Badaama Ho GayeAap To Nazdeek Se Nazdeek Tar Aate GayePehle Dil Fir Dilruba Fir Dil Ke Mehmaan Ho GayePyaar Jab Had Se Badha Saare Takalluf Mit GayeAap Se Fir Tum Huye Fir Tu Ka Unwaan Ho Gaye

Hath mera ae meri parachain tu hi tham leek muddat se mujhe to sujhata kuch bhi nahishahar-e-shab mein kaun-sa ghar tha na di jis par sadaneend ke andhe musafir ko mila kuch bhi nahiumr bhar umr-e-gurezan se na meri ban sakijo kare karati rahe main puchata kuch bhi nahiwo bhi shayad ro pade viran kagaz dekh karmain ne us ko aakhiri khat mein likha kuch bhi nahi

Kabhi aana to halka sa ishaara dena,Kabhi shaam kabhi aanchal ka kinara dena,Mein agar doob ke ubhroon to sahara dena,Teri ulfat mein mukammal hoon har pehlu se,Mujhe dard bhi dena to saara dena,Main tujhe ghum ke samandar mein kinara doonga,Tu mujhe hijr ke tufaan mein sitara dena,Main teri yaad ke sehra mein kahi rehta hoon,Kabhi aana to halka sa ishaara dena,

Ye Haqiqat Hai Ki Hotaa Hai Asar Baaton MenTum Bhii Khul Jaaoge Do-Chaar Mulaaqaaton MenTum Se Sadiyonkii Vafaaon Kaa Koii Naataa Na ThaaTum Se Milane Kii Lakiiren Thii Mere Haathon MenTere Vaadon Ne Hamen Ghar Se Nikalane Na DiyaaLog Mausam Kaa Mazaa Le Gaye Barasaaton MenAb Na Suuraj Na Sitaare Na Shamaan Na ChaandApane Zakhmon Kaa Ujaalaa Hai Ghanii Raaton Men

Na khauf-e-barq na khauf-e-sharar lage hai mujhekhud apne bag ke phoolon se dar lage hai mujheajeeb dard ka rishta hai sari duniya meinkaheen ho jalta makan apna ghar lage hai mujhemain ek jam hun kis kis ke honth tak pahunchungazab ke pyas liye har bashar lage hai mujhetarash leta hun us se bhi aaine “manzoor”kisi ke hath ka pathar agar lage hai mujhe

Ye Haqiqat Hai Ki Hotaa Hai Asar Baaton MeinTum Bhii Khul Jaaoge Do-Chaar Mulaaqaaton MeinTum Se Sadiyon Kii Vafaaon Kaa Koii Naataa Na ThaaTum Se Milne Kii Lakiiren Thii Mere Haathon MeinTere Vaadon Ne Hamen Ghar Se Nikalne Na DiyaaLog Mausam Kaa Mazaa Le Gaye Barasaaton MeinAb Na Suuraj Na Sitaare Na Shamaa Na ChaandApne Zakhmon Kaa Ujaalaa Hai Ganii Raaton Mein

Angadai par angadai leti hai raat judai kitum kya samajho tum kya jano bat meri tanahai kikon siyahi ghol raha tha waqt ki behte dariya meinmain ne aankh jhuki dekhi hai aj kisi harajai kivasl ki raat na jane q israr tha unko jane parwaqt se pahale dub gae taron ne badi danai kiudate udate aas ka panchi dur ufaq mein dub gayarote rote baith gai aavaz kisi saudai ki

Waqat Chala Apni Raftar-E-JunoonOr Koi Mast Raha Apni Hi Masti MainSarnighoon Ho Gia Waqt-E-MisalOr Koi Mast Raha Apni Hi Hasti MainGardish-E-Waqat K Talatum Main Log Milte RaheOr Koi Ajnabi Hi Raha Apni Hi Basti MainTufane-E-Waqat Main Bohat Log JiyeOr Koi Doob Gia Apni Hi Kashti MainJazirey Qaim Rahe Mohabat K Hunar Se HussainOr Pahaar Doob Gaye Apni Hi Pasti Main

Every man should be born again on the first day of January. Start with a fresh page. Take up one hole more in the buckle if necessary, or let down one, according to circumstances; but on the first of January let every man gird himself once more, with his face to the front, and take no interest in the things that were and are past. Happy New Year.~ Henry Ward Beeche

Na tum mere na dil mera na jan-e-natavan meritasavvur mein bhi aa sakati nahi majaburiyan merina tum aaye na chain aaya na maut aai shab-e-vadadil-e-muztar tha main tha aur thi betabiyan meriabas nadaniyon par aap apni naz karte hainabhi dekhi kahan hain aapane nadaniyan meriye manzil ye hasin manzil javani naam hai jisakayahan se aur aage badana ae umr-e-ravan meri

Dard Ki Barish Sahi Maddham Zara Aahista Chal,Dil Ki Mitti Hai Abhi Tak Nam Zara Aashista Chal,Tere Milne Aur Phir Tere Bichhad Jane Ke Bich,Faasla Ruswai Ka Hai Zara Aahista Chal,Apne Dil Hi Mein Nahi Hai Uski Mehrumi Ki Yaad,Uski Aankhon Mein Bhi Hai Shabnam Zara Aahista Chal,Koi Hi Ho Humsafar Na Ho Khush Is Qadar,Ab Ke Logon Mein Wafa Hai Kam Zara Aahista Chal..

Shamim-e-zulf-e-yar aaye na aayemere dil ko qarar aaye na aayeabhi aaya hai hosh yad-e-jananna tadapa, bar-bar aaye na aayechirag-e-zindagani bujh raha haiwo jan-e-intazar aaye na aayekiya jo tum ne apne dil se puchohamara aitabar aaye na aayenigah-e-ahal-e-gulshan kah rahi haikhizan jaye bahar aaye na aayebadhega karavan manzil-ba-manzilgubar-e-rahguzar aaye na aaye

Ablapa Koi Is Dasht Main Aya HogaWarna Andhi Main Diya Kis Ne Jalaya HogaZarre Zarre Pe Jare Honge Kunware SajdeEk Ek But Ko Khuda Us Ne Banaya HogaPyas Jalte Huye Kanton Ki Bujhai HogiRiste Pani Ko Hatheli Pe Sajaya HogaMil Gaya Hoga Agar Koi Sunahari PattharApna Tuta Hua Dil Yad To Aya HogaKhun K Chinte Kahin Poch Na Len Rehron SeKis Ne Wirane Ko Gulzar Banaya Hoga