Nooh Narvi Shayari - Wo Kehte Hain Aao Meri Anjuman Mein - Urdu Poetry

Urdu Poetry - Nooh Narvi Shayari Wo Kehte Hain Aao Meri Anjuman Mein - Urdu Spoken Word Poetry Urdu Poetry of Nooh Narvi Urdu Ghazal: Woh Kehte Hain Aao Meri Anjuman Mein Magar Main Wahan Ab Nahin Jane Wala Spoken Word: Raheel Farooq Woh Kehte Hain Aao Meri Anjuman Mein Magar Main Wahan Ab Nahin Jane Wala Ke Aksar Bulaya Bula Kar Bithaya Bitha Kar Uthaya Utha Kar Nikala Urdu Spoken Word Poetry - Nooh Narvi Shayari They say, "Come to my association, but I will not go there anymore." That I have often called, called, sat, sat, lifted, lifted, and taken out. Poetry by Nooh Narvi Ghazal: They say, "Come to my association, but I will not go there anymore." That I have often called, called, sat, sat, lifted, lifted, and taken out. The white and black of joy and sorrow have amazed our eyes. Here is light, here is light. There is darkness somewhere, there is light somewhere You asked me about my pain, you saw my condition, you took out the desire of my heart May God grant me more and more degrees, and speak higher than this We have fallen in love, but how can friendship survive He has delicacy, I have recovery, neither he will come nor I will go Why should I step towards the flame, why should I look at the mosque while sleeping Here is someone saying, here is someone listening, someone listening Have thousands of hardships come upon us, thousands of calls have come upon us No one in the time could handle it, no one was able to control it, since some joker regained consciousness They came to me, I was unconscious, I must have received a lot of caresses on my heart But what news is there, God knows, I took out my desire that I took out a thorn I drank thousands of calls here and there, where did I get so much time? Where did I get so much wine? I stayed busy making everyone drink, I did not wash the jug or clean the jug The Yogi of Love The beggars of injustice, the priests of loyalty, the priests of oppression Wherever they can see, they spread the glory of idols, there they spread their own death blister Someone has stolen the heart, the liver, some have stolen the patience and the coins It is certain that the desire will come out, the bankruptcy of lovers We left the homeland and walked alone, but the happiness and certainty will be sacrificed In the desert of poverty, we met at every step, one or the other, an acquaintance I should get help from the Faghan, I should also give some attention to love The illusion of the heart's passion could not come out, the veiled one came out from behind the curtain Anger was destroyed, the simple gestures of oppression became oblique, the banker's eyes were slanted This is the noise from where he passed, he killed me, he killed me Here, Moses is lying in a state of unconsciousness, here, the unseen is saying Just open your eyes, you have come close to me, look at the distant one This was meant, if the desire did not come out, then some other complication In the house of our hearts, sorrow and pain have spread a web of spiders everywhere Your praiser, your supplicant, your sacrifice, your greeting What did he say, we do not know, yes, the same Noah, the flood Who is the one who de zyāda marātib sivā aur is se bhī ho bol-bālā paḌī niiv aapas meñ go dostī kī magar dostī kis tarah nibh sakegī use hai nazākat mujhe hai naqāhat na vo aane vaalā na maiñ jaane vaalā shivāle kī jānib qadam kyuuñ baḌhā.ūñ nazar kis liye sū-e-masjid uThā.ūñ idhar kah rahā hai udhar sun rahā hai koī kahne vaalā koī sunñe vaalā hamīñ par huiiñ kyā hazāroñ jafā.eñ hazāroñ par aa.iiñ hazāroñ balā.eñ zamāne meñ koī sambhalne na paayā kisī shoḳh ne hosh jab se sambhālā vo aa.e the pahlū meñ behosh thā maiñ huī hogī dil par bahut kuchh navāzish magar kyā ḳhabar mujh ko allāh jaane tamannā nikālī ki kāñTā nikālā hazāroñ balā-nosh idhar bhī udhar bhī milī itnī fursat kahāñ mai-kade meñ rahā kaam piine pilāne se sab ko na dhoī surāhī na sāġhar khañgālā Mohabbat ke jogī sitam ke birogī vafā ke bhikārī jafā ke pujārī jahāñ dekh paate haiñ jalva butoñ kā bichhāte haiñ apnā vahīñ mirg-chhālā churā le gayā koī dil bhī jigar bhī uḌā le gayā koī sabr-o-sukūñ bhī yaqīñ hai tamannā nikalte nikalte nikal jā.egā āshiqoñ kā divālā vatan se nikal kar akele chale the magar ḳhush-yaqīnī ke qurbān jaa.eñ milā dasht-e-ġhurbat meñ ik ik qadam par hameñ ik na ik jān-pahchān vaalā fuġhāñ kī bhī imdād hāsil karūñ maiñ mohabbat ko bhī kuchh tavajjoh dilā.ūñ bharam jazb-e-dil kā nikalne na paa.e nikal aa.e parde se vo parde vaalā ġhazab Dhā ga.iiñ sīdhī-sādī adā.eñ sitam kar ga.iiñ tirchhī bāñkī nigāheñ yahī shor uTThā jidhar se vo guzre mujhe maar Daalā mujhe maar Daalā idhar tuur par ġhash meñ muusā paḌe haiñ udhar hātif-e-ġhaib ye kah rahā hai zarā kholiye aap āñkheñ to apnī qarīb aa gayā dekhiye duur vaalā Ye matlab thā armān us ke na nikleñ jo taḌpeñ to kuchh aur pechīdgī ho mire ḳhāna-e-dil meñ rañj-o-alam ne tanā har taraf ḳhuub makḌī kā jaalā tumhārā sanā-ḳhvāñ tumhārā duā-go tumhārā ...