Poetry Tadka

Sad Shayari

Bahut Dard Hota Hai Ye Mohabba

Bahut Dard Hota Hai Ye Mohabbat Aey Khuda
Tu Bewfaao Ki Alag Duniya Bna De bahut dard hota hai ye mohabba

K Usko Bhool Jaon Mein

Ab Kahan Tak Mohabbat Nibaoun Mein, Do Mujhko Bad-dua K Usko Bhool Jaon Mein.

Nahi Karain Gay Tumhari Minatain Hum Aaj K Baad Kabhi Bhi

Nahi Karain Gay Tumhari Minatain Hum Aaj K Baad Kabhi Bhi, Jub Ooper Wala Razi Howa To Tum Kya Har Cheez Ko Mera Hona Pare Ga..!! Nahi karain gay tumhari minatain hum aaj k baad kabhi bhi

Ye Or Baat Hai K Hum Muskurakar He Jeete Hain Rulane Walo Ke Saamne

Dil Mein Kitne Zakhm Hain Kisi Ko Kiya Pataa, Ye Or Baat Hai K Hum Muskurakar He Jeete Hain Rulane Walo Ke Saamne.. Ye or baat hai k hum muskurakar he jeete hain rulane walo ke saamne

Mujhe Wo Lakh Tarpaye Magar Uss Shaks Ki Khatir

Mujhe Wo Lakh Tarpaye Magar,Uss Shaks Ki Khatir... Mere Dil K Andheron Mein,Duaein Raqs Karti Hain... Mujhe Wo Lakh Tarpaye Magar Uss Shaks Ki Khatir