Khayalato ki mari hui ye duniya,
Zakhmi hoker lad rahi hai.
Ek patang jiska nata khatam dori se , pta nhi kb se ud rahi hai.

Zara sa hausla ho jata agr hmara hal puchh liya jata,
Magar ye doori sirf bad hi rahi hai .

Kl raat khaab me dekhi thi mene tabahi,
Or aj jaise haqikat mai badal rahi hai.

Jaisi diwarei wesa dar,
Kul milakar bas idhar, udhar.
Or ye zindagi bas aise hi guzar rahi hai.







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