Chaand bhri aitadaleen ki raat ko
jangal muje ek poora bhoot laga
main ne apni jaati hue mohabbat ko
peDoN, dhund, khamoshi k saath lag kar
aur usay apne nangay haathon main le kar
uski aankhoN aur antim saans ko dekhtay hue
garden us ki main ne maroD dee
dard uska muj main bahaa aur subah tak main jaagti rehi
khwaab jo hamaaray pooray na hue thay unko main roti rehi
fotos jo hum ne na leeN theeN
waqt jo hum ne kho deeya tha
ithaas jo hum ne na likha tha, vo raat bhar main roti rehi
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