Khawaab Poetry (page 27)

Phul Hai Jo Kitab Mein Asl Hai Ki Khwab Hai

Idris Babar

Main Jaanta Hun Ye Mumkin Nahin Magar Ai Dost

Idris Babar

Yunhi Aati Nahin Hawa Mujh Mein

Idris Babar

Yahan Se Chaaron Taraf Raste Nikalte Hain

Idris Babar

Teri Gali Se Guzarne Ko Sar Jhukae Hue

Idris Babar

So Duniya Mein Jina Basna Dil Ko Marne Mat Dena

Idris Babar

Rabt Asiron Ko Abhi Us Gul-e-tar Se Kam Hai

Idris Babar

Mere Qarib Hi Mahtab Dekh Sakta Tha

Idris Babar

Main Use Sochta Raha Yani

Idris Babar

Main Kuchh Dinon Mein Use Chhod Jaane Wala Tha

Idris Babar

Khamosh Rah Ke Zawal-e-sukhan Ka Gham Kiye Jaen

Idris Babar

Karte Phirte Hain Ghazalan Tera Charcha Sahab

Idris Babar

Is Se Pahle Ki Zamin-zad Shararat Kar Jaen

Idris Babar

Is Se Pahle Ki Zamin-zad Shararat Kar Jaen

Idris Babar

Gul-e-sukhan Se Andheron Mein Tab-kari Kar

Idris Babar

Ek Din Khwab-nagar Jaana Hai

Idris Babar

Dost Kuchh Aur Bhi Hain Tere Alawa Mere Dost

Idris Babar

Dil Mein Hai Ittifaq Se Dasht Bhi Ghar Ke Sath Sath

Idris Babar

Dil Koi Aaina Nahin Tut Ke Rah Gaya To Phir

Idris Babar

Dekha Nahin Chand Ne Palat Kar

Idris Babar

Dekh Na Is Tarah Guzar Arsa-e-chashm Se Mujhe

Idris Babar

Ab Masafat Mein To Aaram Nahin Aa Sakta

Idris Babar

Labon Par Pyas Ho To Aas Ke Baadal Bhare Rakhiyo

Ibrahim Ashk

Karen Salam Use To Koi Jawab Na De

Ibrahim Ashk

Duniya Luti To Dur Se Takta Hi Rah Gaya

Ibrahim Ashk

Karta Hun Ek Khwab Ke Mubham Nuqush Yaad

Ibraheem Hosh

Kaisa Jadu Hai Samajh Aata Nahin

Ibn-e-Mufti

Wo Khwab Jaisa Tha Goya Sarab Lagta Tha

Ibn-e-Mufti

Phir Se Wo Laut Kar Nahin Aaya

Ibn-e-Mufti

Humse Milte The Sitare Aap Ke

Ibn-e-Mufti