ab me likh rahi hoon kuch esa
jo dukhti rakh pe hath ho jesa
likhne walo ka hota jo ye safar
log kehte hain esa hume aksar
hote nh chatur rehjate hain hain garib
are duniya walohum to hain jese koi fakir
na khwahish hoti hai shahorato ki
bas armaaan hote hain chahato ki
khushi dene me hume milti hai khushi
dusro ki hansi mechhupi hoti hai apni hansi
hum na karte rang ya jaat me fark
did se dil hum milate hain
nazariya hota hai alag duniya ko dekhne ka
jo tumme nh hota pata use uski
chhoti chhotichijo se khush hote hain hum
kuch na diya zindagi na to b hai koi gam
har lamhe ko jite hain hum khulke
jab tum gadiyo makano k liye bharte ho aahein
humare liye hai kimti maa ki god aur dilbar ki baahein
bewkuf hum nh jo krte iska mol
jo hai tu kamata aur jo zindagi uska kya tol
han hai fark bht tum me aur humme
hum barish me bhigna pasand karte hain
aur tum barish ka istmaal karna
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