Arpita

karobaare duniya...belagaam chal raha tha
koi khuda majazi koi naam kar raha tha
iss sogwar mehfil me range sukhan badhane
khud aaap apni izzat khud haath se karane
uss paak zaate aqdas ne arpita banayi
woh arpan apna sub kuch usske liye karegi
jo kaam bhi karegi usske liye karegi
yeh sochke woh khaliq khud aap muskuraya...
arpita ko usne bade naaz se banaya
....aur ittefaq se woh arpita meri dost hai!!!!!!!!

4 u my frnd....

ek pink kapdewali ladki
thodi adyal thodi natkhat
aankhon se thi khoob sayaani....
maano pariyon ki woh raani...
uski zulfein subhanallah
aur adayen allah allah
mano jannat se aayi thi...
sadak pe kaise woh aa pohunchi........
mein kabse yahi soch raha tha...
dekha to office ko jaati thi...
lo ab pariyaan office bhi jaati hain....
yeh sochke mein tha heiran heiran
tension mein thi kuch lagti woh bhi
awaaz di meine kuch usko...
par shayad koi rukhna aaya...
woh peeche wali bus me beithi...
mein aage waali mein hi raha....
naam uss khoob haseen ka....
soch zara tum batlana...
pariyon jaisi aankhon wali...
darshan aapna phir se karana...

4u..my frnd..i saw u after 5 yrs...but still ur same....
May god keep his grace upon u...
- khan m. asim 20/02/007.....

Industrial Visit!!!!!!!!

A small, adult rated poem...dedicated to:
Nazim, Imran, Prince, Ibrahim, Saad and Hozefa.......

#plzz read till the end...
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Sanati karobaar me tulba ka kya kaam hai???

Industrial visit to yaaron bas lootne ka naam hai...

Is me game bade hain hote, aisa kuch humne bhi kiya,

Hum bhi gaye the ghoomne Anand sir ke saath me,

Bus me shor sharaba tha, har sun dhoom dhadaka tha

Mein bhi tha unlogon me thoda chup pareshaan sa.....

humrah mere shash(6) shaitaan aur unke beech me ek farishta!!!

Party!! samjho lut gayi thi meri dhanno bazaar me...!!

Mein gaya tha mahableshwar bas doston ke pyaar me....

Un saalon ko kahan thi aqal jo sochein kuch seedha seedha..

Unki aqal thi tedhi tedhi aur me poora hi tedha!!!!

Nazim wafa nibhata tha, Hoze sutte lagata tha...

Ibu jaisa tha waisa, Saad maze udata tha......

Prince aida tha bewda, Imran video banata tha.....

To doston ab shuru hoti hai ek kahani

Tazah tazah nahi purani

Day One:

Pehla din Kuch Aisa tha...

Mahableshwar ki dhandi thandi fiza

Shaam gaye hotel pohunche.....

Hotel maano jannat tha...par apsara ka naam na tha!!!!!!

Rote rote Prince bechare geet yahi bas gaye re....

Raasta bhooli koi hasina kamre me ghus jaye re....!!!

Ibrahim to ek nasha hai, 24 ghante ki tamanna....

Kone hi mein beithe beithe woh cigarette sulgaye re.....!!!!

Phir mehfil jawaan hui....Dor-e-Saghar aa pohuncha....

Phir gaye bazaar me hum kuch dhoonde rang sharab ke.....

Mein, Imraan the heiran heiran jub nikle rang hijab ke...

Saare shurfa saamne aaye jaam ne aise rang dikhae...

Nazim bhaiya cigarette mange aur huzefa light lagae....

Phir sujhi kuch Garmi layein, mausam ko rangeen banayein...

Saat deewane lakdi dhoondein chupke se alauo lagayein....

Lakdi dhoondi aag lagayi, alchohol se usse bhadakyi....

Qismat magar kahan thi aisi, ek vardiwala aa pahuncha....

Humne chup se aag lagai, Usne hum logon ki bajai....!!!

Cigarette de usko uljhaya, aag ko pani se bujhaya......

Phir kamre me gaye, diary likhi aur so gaye....

Day 2:

Der subah aankhon ko dhoya, sooraj sar pe tha goya

Shahad ki makkhi ko dekha apni qismat ko roya....

"Kahan makkhiyaan kahan media!!????"

Mere Anand sir mahaan baaqi saari duniya ghaan!!!!!!!

Phir ghudswaari ki sujhi...pahunch gaye bazaar me

Ab ke Saad ki luti Dhanno bhare bazaar me...!!!

"Horsefobia, bole to mere ko ghode se darr lagta hai"

Nahin chadhunga mein ghode pe "bhai" ne ratt laga daala...

Akhirkaar hum logon ne ghode pe chadha daala.......

Phir daud hui ghodon ki shafaq me...

Tap, tap, tap, tap, tap, tap, tap, tap, tap.........

Sunset point ko dekha......

Raat gaye hotel aaye....

Prince bhaiya bottle laaye...!!!

Phir Ibu ne jamke chadhai,

Saad ne bhi Yaari nibhai...

Der shab bahar aaye........

Apna kona pakad ke beithe...

Ghup andhera......raat ka saaya....

Bhooton ka phir naam jo aaya..........

Bhoooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooot!!!!!!

Nazim bhai ki hil gayi...

Bole to bammae "chaddar phatke rumaal hogayi"!!!!!

Phir wahin par beithe beithe poori raat kat gayi...

Day 3:

Phir wahi shabjagni..phir wahi der se uthna.....

Nashte ki table ka Anand sir ke haathon lutna...!!!!

Saad ne phir mujhpe bhi apna rang chadha daala....

Bole to phir mamu ne mujhko "dude" bana dala!!!!

Phir nikle Pune ko hum sab....................................

FTII mein pahunche......

Jo mujhko crazy kya re....

Kya aisa Daizy kiya re?????

Kheir Rabb jaane jo bhi tha....

Daisy kya re, Daizy kya re!!!!!!!!

Bechari mam aur me nanha bachcha....!!!!

Logon ne kahani bana daali.......

Akhir hua jiska darr tha.....

Tyre puncture aur kiya???

Akhir Rizvi waale hi the...aat aate saare saare

Bechare sir pe chadh gaye.....

Daizy ko bhi khoob sunai..phir aapas me nadh gaye....

Rizvi ki lag rahi thi vaat!!!! aur kone me Ibu ki Khaat!!!!

Har kash me jannat pata tha, par sab pe nazrein rakhta tha....

Neem nasha woh aankhon me liye angdaiyaan bharta tha.....

Akhirkaar mein ghar aa pahuncha...........................

AAj ek blogger ne hai meri vaat laga daali....

Jisne mere raste lagaye...uski wafa ki maa ki aankh...

Salaam namaste bhai logon ko......

Gustakhi Maaf

Now you are allowed to abuse me. Sorry if it hurts you. But its truth.nothing else.!!

Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaahhahaha

26/7 poem in arabic (translation)

وفي مدينه عاليه
ومع غيوم

وكان هناك اجتماع ،

لا احد يعرف ما سيحدث ،

المياه ، المياه ، حيث كل

الشعب الحالي ، اي
ولي ،

الموقف تحت جسر ،

اليوم هو التعذيب ،
الليله الرهيبه ،

وفي الصباح وبدا عظيما ،

يمشي ويمشي ويمشي..................

بعد ان و

دفع الشعب الي المستشفي ،

الباب مغلق ، والطريق مغلق

ازدحام المرور ولا تءدي

وبعد كل الي بيته ، و

الان ، وانا امنه

وغير كثير ،

الذين يقفون علي الطرق ،

يا الله!

... لمساعدتهم.

من خان عاصم 25/08/2005
من موقع سينسنسيغنس في 3:36 صباحا 0 تعليقات