Jahan Tera Kissa Ho Wahan Baat Meri Ho,
Sab Dushwar Din Mere Par Khushnumaan Raat Teri Ho,
Tu Rehta Hai Har Sakhsh K Dil Mein,
Lekin Tu Rakhe Sirf Mujhe Apne Dil Mein
Wo Zaat Meri Ho,
Tu Basaaye Mujhe Dil Mein Apne Teri Mehrabani Hai,
Main Tujhe Samaa Sakoon Apni Shayari Mein,
Itni Auqaat Meri Ho,
Tu Chore Agar Ye Jahan Bina Mere Toh,
Teri Qabr Ki Raakh Meri Ho.
Jeans pehen ke jab mai taiyar hota,
Utha k mobile,
Bike pe sawaar hota,
Dekhte log chhat pe khade hoke,
Aur kehte-Kaash ye chhora hamari chhori ka yaar hota.
o Nahi Ata Uska Intezar
Kyo Hota hai, Kisi Ke Liye
Apna Ye Hal Kyu Hota Hai,
Yu To Duniya Me Kafi Log
Pyare Hai, Par Jo Nahi Milta
Usi Se Pyar Kyu Hota H.?
Ajab Sanjog Hain jana
Ye Kesa Rog Hain jana
Badi Budhi Btati Thi
Kai Qisse Sunati Thi
Mgr Hm Mante Kb The
Ye Sb Kuch Jante Kb The
ki
Bahot Pukhta Irade bhi
jhat se Toot Jate Hen
Hamare Sath Kisi Surat Bhi
Aisa Ho Nhi Skta.
Ye Dil
kaabu Se Bekaabu kabhi bhi Ho Nhi
Skta.
Magr Phir Yun Hua Jana!
Na Jane Q Hua Jana,
Jigar Ka Khoon Hua Aisa.
Tere Abroo Ki Ik Jumbish par
Teri kadmon Ki Aahat par
Gulabi Muskurahat Par...
O son, thou hast not true humility, The highest virtue, mother of them all; But her thou hast not know; for what is this? Thou thoughtest of thy prowess and thy sins Thou hast not lost thyself to save thyself.
For a transitory enchanted moment man must have held his breath in the presence of this continent, compelled into an aesthetic contemplation he neither understood nor desired, face to face for the last time in history with something commensurate to his capacity for wonder.
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