The night makes me believe in" the darkness of the day and the brightness of the night".
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Jo kabhi teri bottle ke wo pani , Mera pyass bujhaya karta tha .. ,
Aj ussi pani ko phir pina he mujhe, kyu ki iss pyasa dill ko sirf usi pani se mohabbat tha...,
Kyu mila diya jeher usme,
Are pagli Jann chahiye to me haske dene ko teyarr tha..-
Wo Esa Kamal karti he....,Mera dil todke mujhse sawal karti heee...,wo kehti he mere khusi ke liye wo kuch nhi kar sakta.. Me Jann dene ko teyarr hun aur wo mujhse thk se batt nhi Karta.-
Ye jo tu har roj mera jhuti kasme khati hee.....,
Ek barr kehde na...., me apni Jann khud de dunga.
Phir Na koi shikayat hogi na koi umeed hoga..,
Basss me Mar chuka hoga aur tu meri yaddo se dur bhag raha hoga.-
Na Hass pata hun,
Na ro pata hun..,
Ek Dunia he meri uski diye dard ki..,
Bass usi duniya me akele kho jata hun.-
Batt karte karte na jane kab unse mohabbat ho gayi..,
Ab unki Humse jyada BATT kisi aur se ho gayi...
Phir.. Phir Kya?
Hum marte rahe unki awaj sunne ke liye...
Per wo kisi aur ke dill ko sukoon se bhar liye.. π-
Aj kai dino badd hum gujre unke gali se..
Phir dill me halka toofan hua.., phir pata chala hum bhula chuke unhe..
Kab see.., π-
Kehna he bahut kuch tumse..
Per Keh kahan pata hu...,
Jeena he tere wagar...,
Per ek pal bhi kahan reh pata hu..,
Tum kehti ho kyun naraj ho jate ho bar bar...
Tumhe khone se darta hu ye tumhe kaise bata sakta hu..,-
Mere tadap ka andaza nhi he tujhe..
Pata nhi har din sine me kitne khanjar Warr hote he...,
Dunia ke samne hum se jyada khus insan koi nhi he...
Parr rat ko sab se chup chup rote he..,-
Mujhe mohabbat he usse jiske liye me roj likhta hu....,
Parr ab unse bhi jyada mohhabt kisi aur se karne laga hu...,
Wo puchte he kon he wo?
Kagaj aur kalam ke alawa aur kya bol sakta hu...?-