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Monday, June 15, 2009

Dost.......................Posted By Chandni


Lakho Me Hazaron Me,Milte Hain Dost Sirf Sitaron Me.
Koi Bastaa Hai Ankhon Me,To Koi Bastaa Hai Dil K Anekon Taaron Me.

Maana Doston Ko Banane Me Kuch Waqt Lagta Hai,
Lekin Dost Ban Jane Per Waqt yu hee guzar jata hai .
Kabhi Baaton Ka Bhandaar Hota Hai,
To Kabhi Sirf Ankhon Se Izhaar Hota Hai,
Yeh Dost Hi Hai,Jinse Zindgi Me Har Taraf Prakash Hota Hai!!

Agar Dosti Ko Nahi Samjhte Tum Kuch,
To Kabhi Doston Ko Mat Chunn na.
Jo Sapne Pyare Hote Hain Dosti Me,
Kabhi Unko Apne Dilon Me Mat Bunn na.
Dosti Nibhani Hai Agar, Dost Na Bhi Boley,
To Sirf Uski Ankhon Me Isharon Ko Samjho.
Samjho Uski Ashqo ko ,Or chupey unn ke Bhavo ko Samjjo,
Dost Sirf Kuch Samya Ke Liye Hote Hai,
Isiliye Unke Diye Hue Pyar Ko Smjho.!!

Kabhi Dost Sirf Dost,To Kabhi Dost Se Bhai Ban Jaata Hai,
To Kabhi Dost Se Aashiq Or Kabhi Dost Se Premi Ban Jata Hai.
Yeh Doston Ka Hi Pyar Hota Hai Jo
Zindgi Ke Zehar Ko Shabnam Me Badal Jata Hai.!!

Mana Dosti Ke Pal Bahut Kam Hote Hai,
Lekin Bhai, Aashiq Dost Or Premi Bade Humdard Hote Hai,
Jo Samjhe Doston Ke Pyar Ko,Wo Hi Achche Dost Or Pyare Sanam Hote Hai.
Lekin Dosti Ko Nibhana Itana Aasan Nahi Hota,
Doston Ke Pyar Ko Bhulana Itana Aasan Nahi Hota.
Mana Jo Ankho Me Sapne Hai Kabhi-Kabhi Tut Jate Hai,
Lekin Jo Dost Dil Me Base Hai,
Unhe Dil Se Hatana Itna Aasan Nahi Hota.!!!

10 comments:

pras said...

tooooooo goood sweet infact

Mannat said...

Thank you sir ji
or aap kyu aaj kal post nai karte ??

friend said...

awesome di..

dil jeet liya boss..keep it up..
keep writtin.. :)

Mannat said...

thnx sharvi...
ye mere sabhi frnds k liye thi

or jaise tuney comment diya hai na very short toh 2 lines for u..

woh aaye rubaroo phir bhi nazar na mili
paas he wo magar darmiyaan doori si rahi
yoon toh kaha bahut kuch siwah izhar ke
jaise dil-e-nadaan ki koi majboori si rahi

keep visiting as well as posting
:-)

By:
Chandni

Raj Kumar said...

Poem is really good.

Dosthoko banana aasan hai,
Magar usse nibhana bahuth mushkil hai !!

Keep rocking !!!

Mannat said...

thanks raj for ur precious comment


Thanks,
chandni

jeetz said...

Can't think of any lines right now to say about this post. will sms you if I am able to find the right words.

BTW, its beautiful but a bit sadistic, much more like you. Shudn't it be like me, a bit more cheerful, considering the subject of the post. Sorry for being too critical. But if you keep writing this, I have to stop reading the posts. :( Please for your own sake, write something nice and bit less emotional, atleast when you are writing about friends.

jeetz said...

Here, one more friendship story, just the way you like it, full of sadistic emotions.




In that forgotten part of town
Where wasted hopes and dreams abound,
A wrinkled man with life near end,
In hopes to have at least one friend,
Fashioned bits of wood and things
And made a dummy run by strings.

He sat alone for hours on end,
Conversing with his only friend
And found delight within the fact
That he controlled it's every act.
He told it how he never had
A chance, since all his luck was bad
Although he'd tried so to succeed -
The dummy nodded and agreed.

And how his journeys in romance
Had never given him a chance,
And wasn't it a crying shame
That he was always held to blame
When everyone knew, oh so well,
That life is but a living Hell,
Controlled by lust and power and greed?
The dummy nodded and agreed.

With patience that would rival saints,
That dummy sat through all complaints
And, with each little expert tug,
He'd droop his head or bow or shrug
And give some comfort to the man
Who held his lifelines in his hand
And helped to fill a lonely need
When he just nodded and agreed.

Senility increased with time
As did the old man's phantomime,
And feverish fingers pulled with glee
The dummy's dance of misery.
They never left each other's side
Until the day both stopped and died.
We found them lying, hand in hand,
The dummy - and his wooden friend.

jeetz said...

@Chandni

This one for you. :)

Roses are #FF0000
Violets are #0000FF
All my base
Are belong to you.

Keep Smiling, even if you haven't brushed your teeth today. :P

Mannat said...

thnx jeetz for ur suggestion cum comment
keep visiting

thanks,
Chandni