Mai tanha uske saath bhi hun
Wo mera khuda ho ke
Mujhe kafir samjhta hai
Ibadat itni karta hun uski
Ke mere sadgi ko jahil samjhta hai

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Aasman me ek badal baitha
hai intezar me
Aankhon me sapno ka sagar liye
Khoya hai isi vichar me
Boondon ki banawat hai meri
To bikharne se hichki chana kyun
Kamzor to nahi hun mai
To Ye har baar garaj ke Jatana kyun
Khara ban jaaunga meetha ban jaunga
Apne wajood se kuch zyada hi ban jaaunga
To ye Nadiya hai ye naale hai aur ye hai samandar
In sab ka bahana kyun
Koi leher kisi na kisi kinaare
To leke hi chali jaayegi mujhe
Ant me jab mitti me hi mil jaana hai
To ye unchaiyon pe itrana kyun
Zarurat hun kisi ki mai
Maan liya Maine
Per koi tabah bhi to hoga meri wajah se
To maine accha kiya Maine bura kiya
Ye aasman ko batana kyun
Riha to usne bhi Kiya na
Mujhe apne Daman se
To wo akela hai is duniya me
Aisa fasana kyun
Shagird to hawayein meri bhi hai
To mai bahunga unke liye
Is aasman k liye khud ko bahana kyun
Agar mai bol dun aise aasman ko
To wo bagawat kar lega kya
Abhi hai mere saamne muskura Raha hai
Peeche khuda se meri shikayat kar lega kya
Agar shikayat kar bhi di to
Dikhne mai to saaf suthra hi hun
Per mujhe Darr hai
Agar us khuda ko mujh pe Shak hua to wo
Mera Mann padh lega kya

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Jo khoj rahe the, wo khoye the kya
Mere sapne, mere apne
Kabhi tanha soye the kya
Mai gale lagata tha unko bahane se
Ye yaad dilane
Ke unka zamana hai
Na ki wo hai zamane se
Thoda guroor aa gaya
Unhone dekha mujhe apni chaukhat pe
Unhe laga dekho ye majboor aa Gaya
Magan tha Mann ji ki tilawat me
Wo dhundte rahe khamiyan
Meri ibadat me
Unke Dil me shikayaton ka Sona pada tha
Unko laga dekho isko churane ye chor aa gaya
Ab thoda mahol alag hai,
Ab sikka nahi hume wo note samjhte hai
Bekhabar the kabhi ab har chot samjhte hai
Hum bhi hairan nahi hote, kyun ki hum bhi ye samjhte hai
Ab unki zarurat ka daur aa gaya

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Khwabon ki kabar per
Hum apne ashkon ke phool chadhate hai
Kahi isi bahane wo aa jaaye dekhne
Ye bhaure bewajah hi bahek jaate hai

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Don't burn bright all the time
Let them feel their shadows

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Writers got blood in their hand
Of infinite ideas

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You aren't extraordinary
You are a little bit extra in ordinary

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Whatever emptiness has left in me
I crave that for more and that is peace

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Mohabbat karte hai
Isliye hum gunahgaar Bane firte hai
Istemal kiya hota to
Tum mazloom bane firte

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Itna bhi dard nahi hai zindagi me
Ke mai shayar Kamal ban jaaun
Karu apni baatein logon se
Aur unke Dil ka haal ban jaaun

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