Shayari Bazar

chand sitaron se kya puchun kab din mere phirate hainwo to bechare khud hain bhikari dere dere phirate hainjin galiyon mai hum ne sukh ke sej pe raten kati thinun galiyon mai vyakul hokar sanjh savere phirate hainrupsarup ke jot jagana is nagari mai jokhim haicharon khunt bagule ban kar ghor andhere phirate hainjin ke shambadan saye mai mera man sustaya thaab tak aankhon ke aage wo bal ghanere phirate hainkoi hamen bhi ye samajha do un par dil kyon rijh gayatikhi chitavan banki chab vale bahutere phirate hainis nagari mai bag aur ban ke yaro lila nyari haipanchi apne sar pe uthakar apne basere phirate hainlog to daman si lete hain jaise ho jee lete hain‘abid’ hum divane hain jo bal bikhere phirate hainPoet of the poem/ghazal or nazam : Abid Ali Abid