Aapki khushiyan par kiski nazar hai,
Kaun hai jo aapko sabse apna lagta,
Toh kya khata aisi ki usne,
Usne to dil ko ek adrishya khanjhar mara,
Hum ne to na socha tha na hi samjha tha,
Ki vo kabhi aisa ho sakte,
Prem ka pratik ye rishta kya kabhi aisa hota,
Hanth kaamp jate, neend aur hosh ud jate,
Dimag sun ho jata, bhokhla uthta mein,
Dhadkan tez hoti, pareshan hota mein,
Vishwas ab ho chuka kya dukhad dastan hai ye,
Mere pyar ki kashti mein nafrat ki hathori se chot pahuchaya jata,
Mere arman pyar jo upar vale ki namiyat hai,
Use hila kar rakh diya, jab sach dekhta samjhta aaj vishwas nahi hota,
Par jeena isi ka naam hai, Farz karta apna, mujhe samjhna koi paheli nahi maalik,
Yarron mein to katputli hu log khel jate hain,
Humko toh apno ne mara gaeron me kahan dum tha,
Meri khushiyan usi ne luti, jise meine khush karna apna dharm karm mana tha,
Khushi de kar cheen lena fitrat uski,
Jahan jalaya us par malaham paatti karna insaniyat uski,
Na samjho toh jharokha hai pyar uska,
Samjho toh jhuka dega sara khwab tera,
Laaj aati vo aise mujhe satata,
Sharm hai mujhe apne deedar karne vale shaks mein bhi vo kutch aur dhundta..
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