Mit chuki hai meri har khushi, muskurane se kya fayda.
mere daman mai hai dag tumhari, ab usse mitane se kya fayda!
Gher ho tum lekin kahi lagte apne ho,
Haqueqat ho tum lekin kahi lagte mere pyaasi mohabbat bhari sapne ho tum!
Chup kyun ho tum aaj kuch bol hi do
Is chupi ko thodke mere dil ki dard ke seema ko tatol hi do!
Ye phool bhi itne kamzor hote hai ki lagta hai kaash yeh dil kissi kaante pe aata toh aaj main uske chuban main bhi khushi paataa
Jo dard aapno ne diye uski koi dawaa nahi lekin jo pyaar apno ne diye uska bhi koi jawab nahi
Pyaar ki koi seema nahi hoti yeh tumne hume sikhaaya hai lekin bewafaai na karte toh hum iss dard ki seema ko bhi na jaan paate
Kaun khambaqt kehta hai tum humse pyaar nahi karte .. bas yeh dil jaanta hai ki tum usee ikaraar nahi karte
Kuch tum bhi sun lo iss premi ki dard bhari prem daastan,
kya pataa inse tumhe mil jaaye koi jeene ki nayi raasta
Dard kya hai humne seekha unse lekin yeh dil hai ke pagal unke diye dard main bhi pyaar dhoond leta hai
Yeh shayari ka dastaan shuru kiya tha apne dil ko behlaane ke liye lekin ab to lagta hai ki yeh dawaa ke bhajai dard ka kaam kar gayi!!
Khataa na koi humari phir bhi humse khafaa hai woh jaane kyun nahi samjte woh ki mere dil ne jo seekhi woh wafaa hai woh!!
Tumhare ek dheemi bulaave ke doori pe hum hai kabhi bulaakar toh dekho samaj aayega ki tumhare kitne kareeb hum hai
Iss dard ko tum samaj na paaoge aur kabhi na tum inhe mitaa paaoge !!
Rokona un baaton ko jo motiyo ke jaise barasna chahate hai majboor na karo use jo humse guftagu karna chahte hai
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