Friday, May 21, 2010

Raat ke baad roshan sawera

dil hamara khoobsurat haadso ka shikaar hota hai,
nazrein mil jaati hai aur dil se iqraar hota hai,

kuch palon ki hasi mazaak aur kuch palon ka saath,
ho wo bahut kam par lagta hai wo apna sa hota hai,

mumkin nahi ki har rishte ko har baar haasil mile,
kuch rishton ka kabhi kabhi anjaam adhura hota hai,

ye na samajhna tum ki ek haar se sab khatam ho gaya,
har andheri raat ke baad hi roshan sawera hota hai,

ye na socho ki jo gaya wo wapas nahi aa sakta kabhi,
dil se agar duwa maango to wo hamesha poora hota hai,

humein rulaane waala bhi wahi hai jisne humein banaya,
uske ghar me der ho sakta hai par andher nahi hota hai...

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