Wo Karte Hain Baat Mohabt Ki,
Par Mohabt K Dard Ka Unhein Ehsaas Nhi,
Mohabt Wo Chaand Hai Jo
Dikhta Hai Sb Ko,
Pr Usey Pana Sb K Bus Ki Baat Nhi.
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Main us k Haathon me tha!
Tute hue Sheeshe ki trha “Faraz”
Bari Umeed thi k bikhrne nhi dega!
Bus giraya kuch is Ada se k
Simatne ki Aaas hi na rahi..
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