Poetry

Yaadien Aksar Hoti Hain Satane Ke Liye

Waqat Badal Jata Hai Insan Badal Jate Hain

Hoga Afsos Jab Hum Na Honge

Saza Ban Jati Hain Guzre Huye Waqat Ki Yadain

Woh Bachpan Bhi Kitna Haseen Tha

Un Panichiyon Ko Qaid Me Rakhna Aadat Nhi He Humari

Main Bhi Tumhari Yaad ko Dil se Bhula to Doon

Meri Chahat Ne Use Khushi De Di

Jo Dil Se Karib Ho Use Rusva Nahi Karte

Qadam Qadam Par Baharon Ne Sath Chod Diya

Bhulaa Diyaa Hai Sab Apnoo Ne iss Tarhan Se

Itni Shidat Se Bhi Piyar Naa Krna Kabhi Kisi Se

Ajeeb See Aadat Hai Or Ghazab Ki Fitrat Hai Apni

Dard ka Ehsas Janna Hai To Piyar Kar Ke Dekho

Yahi Soch Kar Uski Har Baat Ko Sach Mante The

Yeh Sang Dilon Ki Duniya Hai Yahan Sunta Nahi Fariyad Koi

Log Kahtay Hain Ke Mera Dil Pather Ka He Dosto

Bohat Juda Hai Auron Se Mere Dard Ki Kaifeyat