Maa..

Dedicated to “Mother”, God’s most valuable and precious creation.

dharti utte swarg jehi nahi thaan labhni,

labhde labhde thak jaange nahi maa labhni.

rishte naate hor bathere duniya wich,

(par) iss rishte wich hi saadi duniya labhni.

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maa hai rab da roop seyaane keh gaye ne,

par uss rab nu poojan wale thode reh gaye ne,

dhur dargaahe usnu nai je thaan labhni,

labhde labhde thak jaange nahi maa labhni...

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jeevan dhup te maa parchhaawaan hundi e

har sukh dukh da eh sirnaavaan hundi e

maa di hikk di niggh vi kidhre na labhni,

labhde labhde..

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karza isda zindagi bhar nahi laah sakde,

paa lo jinna pyaar es to’n paa sakde,

galti karke jisto’n sdaa khima labhni,

labhde labhde...

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jad tu apne seene dhaas lawaundi saiy’n,

mithiyan loriyaan gaake jadd sawaundi saiy’n,

makheyon mithi kidhre hor zubaa’n labhni,

labhde labhde..

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teri pakki jad vi khaan nu jee karda,

nasske tere kol aan nu jee karda,

na moongi na masar te na oh maanh labhni,

labhde labhde..

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bhukhi rehke sada dhid jo bhardi rahi,

sukh layi saade nitt duaawaan kardi rahi,

na kooche na galiyaan shehar-giraa’n labhni,

labhde labhde..

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pyar da soma tu mamta di murat hai,

chhote wadde sab nu teri zarurat hai,

bin tere bas patjharh atey khizaa’n labhni,

labhde labhde thak jaange nahi maa labhni.

Dhan daulat taan mil jaani nahi maa labhni..

-Noor

Chandigarh mein...!!

Har koi khush insaan Chandigarh mein,

Bacha boorha chaahe ho jawaan Chandigarh mein,

Satraan(17) ki chakachaund, Sukhna ki jheel hai,

Nahi koi jagah hai viraan Chandigarh mein

Rules traffic ke sab ache lagein magar,

Mushkil hain bharne chalaan Chandigarh mein

Ghoos bhi khilaani pade hasske khilaate hum,

Sareyaam bikta imaan chandigarh mein

Puraane jab tut-te hain naye ban jate hain

Rishton ki aisi hai udaan Chandigarh mein

Har koi zindagi mein sapna yeh dekhta hai,

Mera bhi ho ghar aalishaan Chandigarh mein

Sunke yeh khubiyaan hazaar iss shehar ki,

“Noor” bhi bana hai mehmaan Chandigarh mein

-Noor

Kya fayeda!!..

This composition may touch many hearts,

B‘coz its my imagination which has come from my heart and not mind..

Jab dil se dil milne ki tammana hi nahi,

to hath se hath milane se kya fayeda..

pass rehke bhi agar dooriyan hon muqqadar mein,

to bewajahh pass aane se kya fayeda..

jab darde darya se bhri ho dastaane dil

to bebaak muskuraane se kya fayeda..

jis dar pe dard ke hon darshan

aise dar pe sir jhukane se kya fayeda

jin aankhoon mein apne liye pyar hi na dikhe,

unke liye palkein bichhane se kya fayeda

jiski hasi'n mein hamari khushi hi na ho,

uske gamm mein aansu bahane se kya fayeda

Jiske “noor” se zindagi hi amaawas ho jaye,

aise deep jalaane se kya fayeda..

-Noor

No Smoking..

A brand new composition which highlights the merits and de-merits of smoking

I don’t smoke but this composition is a mixture of my imagination and observations J

I hope it’ll be liked by smokers as well as non-smokers.

ikk saah andar nu bhar layiye,

ik saah baahr nu chhad-de aa'n,

ikk agg sive di machdi ae,

dhuyein da chhalla kadh-de aa'n..

Saroor jeha sir chadh janda,

jannat da hulaara aa janda,

jad ik vi kashsh lga layiye,

sach pucho nazaara aa janda

kyun kehnde isnu cheez buri,

kyun naam hoyeya badnam eda,

kyun gamm ne isnu gal layeya

kyun sathi baneya jaam eda

ki dosh bedoshi cigarette da,

jo dhuyein naal hai fukk jandi,

do pal dukhaan ton door kare,

saroor chadhaake mukk jandi..

ik nasha ajab iss cigarette da,

ki kehna edi khumari da

jad kalla koi mehsus kre,

eh farz nibhaundi yaari da.

aj kal de chandre daur andar,

insaan insaa'n da wairi ae'

fir har pal jehri saath rahe..

kyun kehnde ne eh zehri ae'

Cigarette speaks…

main hikk te fatt lawaundi haan

par dil de fatt mukaundi haan

main apni agg de sek tale,

har gamm nu khaak banaundi haan..

main raunak tere mukhde di,

farh lainay unglaan do karke

saah raahi'n dil wich wass jaavan

tere bullaa'n nu chhoh karke

main sulag sulag ke sarh jandi,

par seene aggaan laa jaavan,

oh mud mud mainu hi loche,

aisa koi jaam pila jaavan

mera jeewan tera mukh sajna,

meri maut hai ash tray de wich

main balke ban swaah jana,

te mil jana fir kheh de wich

shahukaraan di shohrat haan

par surat meri hai saadi,

mere ishq ch yaaro na paina

mere palle bas hai barbaadi

mere ishq ch yaaro na paina

mere palle bas hai barbaadi…

-Noor

Asi'n Punjabi

Surat wekhke layi taan ki layi

seerat wekhke yaari layidi e,

yaari paindeyan paindeya pai jaandi,

jadon paindi fir tod nibhayidi e..

asin pyar de somey jaanbaaz aashiq,

asin heeraan de raanjhe akhwaun waale

kache gharre naal dubke maran wale

apne patt da maas khwaun waale

ajkal heeran nahi jamdiyan jag andar,

(par)asi’n aj vi ranjhe haan ban sakde,

Log insaan chon rabb nahi labh sakde,

asin patthraan nu vi rabb mann sakde..

Asi’n jamme haan des punjab andar,

jithe ishq hai naam ibaadataan da,

ithe rab de ishq wich rang ke te

chalda reha e daur shahaadtaan da

saade dil samundraan waang wadde,

asi’n dushman vi galle laga layiye,

par tedhi akh te tedhi gall hargis

kare koi taan faahe la dayiye

saanu maan punjabi hon utte,

saadi rooh punjabi saadi raah punjabi,

asin jeene haan wich punjabiyat de

ik ik rom te ik ik saah Punjabi

-Noor

Lafz-e-Alfaaz

Dilon mein panpate ya zehn se janam lete hain,

kisi ko gaali to kisi ko kasam dete hain,

baste hain hontho ki surkhiyon pe magar,

kabhi marne ka to kabhi jeene ka ilm dete hain,

Yeh "Lafzz" hain, inke daant nahi hote,

par kaat-te hain to gehre zakhm dete hain,

Zakhm aise ke bharte nahi jo zindagi bhar,

magar lafzz hi hote hain jo marham dete hain,

lab khamosh hon to aankhon se chhalak jaate hain,

Alfaaz hi ehsaas ko janam dete hain..

kabhi pyar ke dulaar ke taqraar ke darkaar ke,

yeh lafzz hain jo saath har kadam dete hain

Lafzz hi na hon to yeh zindagi be-“noor” hai,

Lafzz hi to zindagi ko rhythm dete hain..

-Noor

Noor-e-Nazar

This time I have tried to pen down the mystery of eyes (“Ankhein”) with some thought process in the background.

I hope the readers will like the concept and its execution.

kuch kehti hain kuch sunti hain,

kuch swapan suhaane bunti hain.

dil se hokar dil tak pahunchein,

ik raah anokhi chunti hain

shabdon se ojhal labb hon jab,

yeh haal-e-dil batlaati hain,

ashkon ka saagar bannd inmein,

jab dard chhuye beh jaati hain

yeh raat ki chaadar oddke jab,

uss duniya mein le jaati hain,

jahan khaabon ka sansaar basse,

aur khushi hullaare khaati hai..

inn aankhon se sab dikhta hai

jag dikhta hai rab dikhta hai

yeh khuli rakho ya band rakho

bas jab chaho tab dikhta hai

kuch dekhke andekha kardein,

kuch na dekhe bhi dikh jayein

kuch dekhke nazrein pad jayein

kuch dil pe kuch kuch likh jayein

jab roti’n dono roti hain,

jab hassti’n dono hassti hain,

jab honth hassein aankhein royein,

samjho yeh pyar barasti hain.

ab dekh liya sansaar bahut,

yeh dhundla aks dikhaati hain,

kehti hain sab bewafa yahaan,

ik jaisa shakhs btaati hain

Woh shakhs ke jiski aankho se,

dekheinge duniya socha tha,

sang hi sang jeene marne ki,

khayeinge kasmaa'n socha tha

woh chhod gya , aur chhod gya,

ankhon mein aansu hi tanha,

yaadon ke manzar aankhon mein,

chubhte jo kaanton ki tarhaa

intzaar hai ab tu aaye ya,

aa jaye kyamat yaa allah

band hon saansein aur yeh aankhien

mil jaye nyamat yaa allah

Dhall gya hai “noor” nigaahon ka,

dhall gya “ravi” iss shehr mein ab,

na sheyr na kavita , geet bhi gumm

mar gya kavi iss shehr mein ab

na subah na hogi shaam yahan,

na khulni hain na bannd honi,

qissa aankhon ka khatam hua,

na jagni ab yeh na soni

-Noor

Navi Roshni..Navi Soch..

This poem is dedicated to the Shaheedi Divas(Martyrdom) of Shaheed Bhagat Singh, Rajguru and Sukhdev i.e. 23^rd March 1931.

I have tried to pen down an imaginative idea by portraying Jailor as the observer of the event.

Ikk din aake aakheya jailor sarkaari,

faansi wala huqm goreyaa’n karta jaari,,

chal bai “Bhagtaa” kamar kass khich lay tyaari,,

aj hi teri maut naal hai paini yaari

ghorhi gaunda maut di, oh kare makhaulaan,

tichar karda kaal nu oh kare kalolaan,

samajh ni aundi eh jazba kis takri tolaan?

apne wich aj "Bhagat" nu main peya tatolaan..

andaron uthi lehr si jyun aayi sunaami,

zindagi saari guzar gayi hai wich gulaami

hunn bigul azaadi wajjna uth deh salaami

araam je laina seh lavo kuj be-araami

rok lavaan aj samey nu, ki kaar kmaavaa’n,

kithon mangaa'n mashvare, kis karaa'n sulaahvaa'n

kisnu jaake aapna main haal sunaavaa'n

kidda'n banna hathkadi, aj kamban baahvaa'n

tinn surme galle lag ki khushi manaande??

chum chum fande apne ki chitt parchaande?

zindagi kolon door maut de nede jaande..

inqalaab te zindbaad de nahre laande..

awaaz bulandi chhoke ik dam chuppi ho gayi

kaayenaat jyun tham gayi, ik thaan kharo gayi

jithon aayi aatma us wich samo gayi..

soch jo sochi “Bhagat” ne oh sachi ho gayi

“Bhagat” hazaaraan uth paye, aj kamb gaye gore,

krantikaari ban gaye eh kal de chhore..??

wekhan takhta palatda ho daure bhaure

chann de leere cheerne aj kehn chakore

soch wadheri rakhke jo jeende bande,

maar ni sakde unha nu fansi de fande

desh kaum te dharam nu ohi usrannde >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>”Usrannde”- Builders

apni maa da mol jo samjhan farzande >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>”Farzande”- Son

navi raushni deke aj ikk dubeya suraj

seene wich haqumate aj khubeya suraj

haddi'n gore raaj de ikk chubheya suraj

"noor" sawera navaan jharhaake dubeya suraj

-Noor