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Tamaam khwahishe dafn ho gyi..use pane ki
kuch is kadar , usne bekadari ki ishq ki...
NA jarurat hai mujhe...ab na aadat hai uski..
Ab hai to bas
chhubta dard seene mai..usi seene mai fikr chhupi hai uski ..
Wo jab aaeg duniya se harker...
Aye khyaal. ..mai na rahi to kon smbahlega use,
mangega sukoon jb...mere siva kon dava krega uski..
Use sukoon mila...ye rahat hai meri...
Wo Karke man halka...fir whi bekadari dohraega....
Ek pal ki khushi dekar,
mere ghaav hare karna to fitrat hai uski..
Na jarurat hai mujhe, ab na aadat hai uski
Chhubta dard hai seene mai....or usi seene mai chhupi fikr hai uski...
kuch is kadar , usne bekadari ki ishq ki...
NA jarurat hai mujhe...ab na aadat hai uski..
Ab hai to bas
chhubta dard seene mai..usi seene mai fikr chhupi hai uski ..
Wo jab aaeg duniya se harker...
Aye khyaal. ..mai na rahi to kon smbahlega use,
mangega sukoon jb...mere siva kon dava krega uski..
Use sukoon mila...ye rahat hai meri...
Wo Karke man halka...fir whi bekadari dohraega....
Ek pal ki khushi dekar,
mere ghaav hare karna to fitrat hai uski..
Na jarurat hai mujhe, ab na aadat hai uski
Chhubta dard hai seene mai....or usi seene mai chhupi fikr hai uski...
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