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Woh Nadiyan Nahi Aasu They Mere,
Jinpar Woh Kasti Chalate Rahe,
Manzil Mile Unhein Yeh Chahat thi meri,
Isliye Hm Aansu Banate Rahe....

Har dil me dard chupa hota hai
Bayan karne ka aandaz juda hota hai
koi aashko se baha deta hai aur
kisi ke hasi me bhi dard chuppa hota hai.....

kaash koyi hum par bhi,
itna pyar kar jatati,
piche se aakar wo hamari aakho ko chupati,
hum puchhte ki koun ho tum....?
aur vo has kar khhudko hamari jaan batati......

sakht rahon mein ab asan safar lagta hai.
an anjan ye sara he shehar lagta hai
koi nahi mera indagi ki rahon me,
mera ye gum he mera humsafar lagta hai......

zindagi se nafrat kise hoti hai,
marne ki chahat kise hoti hi
pyar bhi ek ittefaq hota ha
warna aaasuon se mohabbat kise hoti hai.....

Jeena hi yeh kaise aadat lagi,
bematlab ye karze chadh gaye
haadson se bach he jaate kahaan
sab rate hanste seh gaye