Tuesday, July 29, 2014

Allah toh keval Aman maangta hai


kisne kaha ke woh maange maseetein
Allah toh keval Aman maangta hai

insaa'n jo insaa'n ko insaa'n sa samjhein
aise logo'n ka naman maangta hai

zarr aur zoru, zameeno ke jhagre
khatam karne ka jattan maangta hai

Qaafir hain dekho jo khoon bahaate
Dushto'n ka har dam daman maangta hai

Nafrat ki agni mein jhulsa gya hai
mukti ko apni Qafan maangta hai

Doge kya usko jiska hai yeh sab kuchh??
(aj) waapis woh apna Wattan maangta hai

Phoolo'n , kaliyo'n se sajaaya tha usne,
woh fir khilkhilaata chaman maangta hai

Eid mubaarak mubaarak hai unko
jo uske darr pe sharan maangta hai
Allah toh keval Aman maangta hai...
Allah toh keval Aman maangta hai...

~Noor

Wednesday, July 23, 2014

Main TV ban-na chahta hun..!!..

Mera apna ek wajood bane
ho ghar mein alag jagah meri
sab chupkar ke mujhko dekhein
aur dhyaan se sunein sadaa meri
aisa kuch karna chahta hun..
Main TV ban-na chahta hun..!!..
main chahta hun ke sang mere
kuch time guzaarein ghar wale
khush hon aankhon se dekh mujhe
sab dil mein utaarein ghar waale
sabko khush karna chahta hun..
Main TV ban-na chahta hun..!!..
papa jab thak ke ghar ayein
main ban jayun unka tonic
jab lehr udaasi ki chhaye
main phailadu'n ghar mein raunaq
har farz nibhaana chahta hun
Main TV ban-na chahta hun..!!..
mummy ko kabhi rulaa dun main
jab bhaavuk ho mujhko dekhein
kab aye hassi'n tere honthon pe
meri aankhein tujhko dekhein
tera dard samajhna chahta hun
Main TV ban-na chahta hun..!!..
privaar mujhise bandh jaaye
ik dor prem ki ho aisi
main karun wohi jo sab chahein
jiski bhi marzi ho jaisi..
kuch aise pallna chahta hun
Main TV ban-na chahta hun..!!..
-Noor

Ikk Yeh Duniya Ikk Woh Duniya

This poem is dedicated to some heinous & unfortunate activities happened recently in our country.
I have tried to compare my social observations between foreign countries and India.
Ikk Yeh Duniya Ikk Woh Duniya
 
Dil ki hasrat ko bhaag lage jab Visa ka prinaam mila,
IT mein itne saal bitaane ka kuch toh inaam mila
 
Amrika ki woh dharti jahan dunya sajde karti hai
Ek jhalak paane ko uski kaise aanhein bharti hai
 
ikk yeh duniya ikk woh duniya, dono ke apne kayede hain,
jo gya ho wohi bata sakta , videsh mein kya kya fayede hain
woh swarg si duniya lagti hai, jahan izzat hai insaano ki
wahaa’n zarurat bhi mehsoos nahi hoti bhagwano ki
sab muskuraakar milte hain, apne hon yaa begaaane hon
apni masti mein rehte maano, dhunn mein kisi diwaane hon
har dharam hamein insaaniyat, maanvtaa paath pdaata hai,
par Uss duniya mein iska asli matlab samajh mein aata hai
jab hum math, science ko ratta maar maarke padte hain
tab wahaa’n ke bache jeevan ki asli seedhi ko chadhte hain
wahaa’n bachpan se hi desh prem ka paath pdaya jata hai,
kaise iss desh ka sir uncha rakhna sikhlaya jaata hai..
saaf swachchch sa jeevan hai, aur sahi dhang se jeete hain
kuch hain aise bhi subah shaam jo daaru sutte peete hain
par log waha’n har pal har dam apni tameez mein rehte hain
isiliye hum jaise jaakar wahaa’n ease mein rehte hain
Waapis aake des mein apne, khush bhi hun udaas bhi hun
dekh rha hun system sara, bebas hun be-aas bhi hun
koshish karta hun khud mai'n system mein rehke hi jiyun,
par system hi jab ho kharab toh kisko doshi main bolun
Uss duniya mein aurat ki izzat Iss duniya se zyada hai,
woh kapde jo marzi pehnei’n, par har mann mein maryaada hai
Par iss duniya mein sareyaam izzat nilaami hoti hai
swatantar bhaarat mein dekho kaisi ghulaami hoti hai
Ikk ladki jiski duniya, bas sapno ki hi duniya thi,
begaano se matlab na koi, apno ki hi duniya thi
toot gaye sab sapne uske, lutt gayi uski woh duniya,
dekhke manzar dardnaak yeh, aaj padi hai ro duniya
jo log yun dehshat failaate, unki toh haar laazmi hai,
jeene ka haqq nahi unko, unka sanghaar laazmi hai
Jab insaano ko insaa'n, insaano ki tarahaa dekhenge,
begaano, mehmaano ko bhagwaano ki tarahaa dekhenge
Uss din yeh duniya badlegi, yeh hi swarg kehlaayega,
(fir)achhe jeevan ki asha mein, koi 'videsh' na jayega
-Noor

Cockroach

Cockroach
 
Its brown in color with curious eyes
I hate like hell whenever it flies
It keeps on wandering here and there
sometimes i push it out with dare
My mom uses HIT but i use kick
sometimes my shoes sometimes a stick
Its cockroche with a crunchy body
It looks like plane It shapes like audi
At times its eyes do stare at me
i cant tolerate i cant just see
it never ever bites, it never just harms
but still cant welcome it with open arms

Nave saal da suraj

Nave saal da suraj.....
Nave saal da charheya suraj, sabhne khushi manauni ae,
nave saal wich nave sirre ton navi soch apnauni ae
sandy atte tsunami jagg te badi tabaahi kiti ae
rondi kurlaandi eh khalqat fir ton 'noor' hasauni ae
bade keyaafe lagge si ke duniya khatam hai ho jaani
par usdi marzi baajo'n na koi hor hidaayat auni ae
do- tarfa iss mann nu bas IKKo de hi larh launa ae
bhataki hoyi zindagi yaaro fir ton leehe pauni ae
pal,chhin, dinn, mahine karke saal saal langhi jaande
kattni nahi, langhauni nai, eh zindagi 'Noor' nibhauni ae
eh zindagi safal banauni ae, eh zindagi safal banauni ae
 
-Noor