Chaand Poetry (page 8)

Bahut Chup Hun Ki Hun Chaunka Hua Main

Irshad Khan ’Sikandar’

Rang-birange Phulon Jaisi Meri Chanchal Aas

Irfana Azeez

Dil Par Gahra Naqsh Hai Sathi Lakh Teri Danai Ka

Irfana Azeez

Charagh-e-fikr Jalaya Hai Raat Bhar Humne

Irfana Azeez

Har-chand Ki Insaf Ka Khwahan Bhi Wahi Hai

Irfan Waheed

Usne Be-kar Ye Bahrup Banaya Hua Hai

Irfan Siddiqi

Koi Bijli In Kharabon Mein Ghata Raushan Kare

Irfan Siddiqi

Naqab Chehre Se Uske Kabhi Sarakta Tha

Irfan Ahmad

Wo Chand Hai To Aks Bhi Pani Mein Aaega

Iqbal Sajid

Wo Chand Hai To Aks Bhi Pani Mein Aaega

Iqbal Sajid

Rukh-e-raushan Ka Raushan Ek Pahlu Bhi Nahin Nikla

Iqbal Sajid

Pyase Ke Pas Raat Samundar Pada Hua

Iqbal Sajid

Mujhe Nahin Hai Koi Wahm Apne Bare Mein

Iqbal Sajid

Ek Rida-e-sabz Ki Khwahish Bahut Mahngi Padi

Iqbal Sajid

Bakhshe Na Gae Ek Ko Bakhsha Na Kabhi

Iqbal Khusro Qadri

Suna Hai Usne Khizan Ko Bahaar Karna Hai

Iqbal Kaifi

Pata Hun Iztirab Rukh-e-pur-hijab Mein

Iqbal Husain Rizvi Iqbal

Dayar-e-dil Mein Naya Naya Sa Charagh Koi Jala Raha Hai

Iqbal Ashhar

Raazi-nama

Injeel Saheefa

An-chhui Katha

Injeel Saheefa

Koi Ga De Mithi Lori Sajan

Injeel Saheefa

Ye Shafaq Chand Sitare Nahin Achchhe Lagte

Indira Varma

Ye Shafaq Chand Sitare Nahin Achchhe Lagte

Indira Varma

Wo Ajib Shakhs Tha Bhid Mein Jo Nazar Mein Aise Utar Gaya

Indira Varma

Tere Khayal Ka Charcha Tere Khayal Ki Baat

Indira Varma

Mujhe Rang De Na Surur De Mere Dil Mein Khud Ko Utar De

Indira Varma

Kash Wo Pahli Mohabbat Ke Zamane Aate

Indira Varma

Hazar Khwab Liye Ji Rahi Hain Sab Aankhen

Indira Varma

Aaj Phir Chand Usne Manga Hai

Indira Varma

Sawan Ki Is Rim-jhim Mein

Inder Saraazi