Rubai

February 4, 2012 by mohsingilani

باغ میں تتلیوں سے پوچھوں گا
رنگ کو رنگ سے ہی نسبت کیوں
پھول پر کیوں عنایتیں ساری
خار سے زندگی گریزاں کیوں

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Posted in Uncategorized | Tagged poetry, rubai, urdu | 12 Comments

on February 4, 2012 at 9:19 pm | Reply zainubjaved

ouch! OMG! is this yours??
- on February 5, 2012 at 12:44 am | Reply mohsingilani
  
  zainubjaved! thanks for liking my posts.
  &
  I hope it’s mine
  - on February 5, 2012 at 9:41 am zainubjaved
    
    so you are saying it’s not yours? *it’s fantastic anyways!*
  - on February 5, 2012 at 10:25 am mohsingilani
    
    IT’S MINE… All rights reserved.
    Thank you
  - on February 5, 2012 at 10:27 am zainubjaved
    
    ok ok I thought you meant you wish it was yours!! I am a fan now!
on February 6, 2012 at 12:40 am | Reply usman mir (@uzman0)

sO when is Dewwan-e-mOhsin cOmming Out?
on February 6, 2012 at 10:10 am | Reply ridafatima

khaar say he pucho gay k khaar say gurezaan kyn?
zindgi nahi pyaray! khaar mera naam hay…………..
on February 6, 2012 at 3:02 pm | Reply mohsingilani

Mir G! Ap parhen ge mera dewan??
on February 7, 2012 at 11:50 am | Reply usman mir (@uzman0)

Cant guarantee that but i will surely buy One cOpy ;]
- on February 7, 2012 at 2:50 pm | Reply mohsingilani
  
  yeh he tou firodulum hae :]
on February 7, 2012 at 10:17 pm | Reply usman mir (@uzman0)

what is firodulum?
- on February 9, 2012 at 2:12 pm | Reply mohsingilani
  
  kind of a problem

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