Dard Ke Phool Bhi Khilte Hain Bikhar Jaate Hain
Zakham Kaise Bhi Hon Kuch Roz Mein Bhar Jaate Hain
Raasta Roke Khadi Hai Yahi Uljhan Kab Se
Chhat Ki Kadiyon Se Utarate Hain Mere Khwab Magar
Meri Deewaron Se Takraa Kar Bikhar Jaate Hain
Narm Alfaaz, Bhali Baatein, Muhzzab Lehje,
Pehli Barish Hi Mein Ye Rang Utar Jaate Hain
Us Khidki Mein Bhi Ab Koi Nahi Aur Hum Bhi
Sir Jhukaye Huye ChupChaap Guzr Jaate Hain ♥♥♥..!!!
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