Patchad tha mosam ka
bus wahi patchad teh umar reh gaya
dil se koshish ki nibaane ki
panna zindagi ka imtihaano mai beh gaya
ab naa umid bachi, naa lakiro pe aitbaar hai
bus hai ek safar jispe chalte rehna hai
naa khawabo ki moj hai, naa badhte kadmo se pyar hai.
Dharkein royi itna..
ki palko ki nami tak khafaa hogai
socha tha dil toh mera apna hai
par dil ki ahatien tak bewafa hogai
naa badalte hue sama hai, naa ab koi intzaar hai
bus khamoshi door door khiche mujhe
naa khawabo ki moj hai, naa badhte kadmo se pyaar hai.
Sukhe patte bhi udh kar
apni manzilo ki talaash pe chale jate hain
khawabo ke jab taar bhikarte hain
apne bhi praaye nazar aate hain
naa rab sunta meri, naa apni ibaadato pe aitbaar hai
yuhi udhte chale jaaten hain idhar se udhar
naa khawabo ki moj hai, naa badhte kadmo se pyaar hai...!!
bus wahi patchad teh umar reh gaya
dil se koshish ki nibaane ki
panna zindagi ka imtihaano mai beh gaya
ab naa umid bachi, naa lakiro pe aitbaar hai
bus hai ek safar jispe chalte rehna hai
naa khawabo ki moj hai, naa badhte kadmo se pyar hai.
Dharkein royi itna..
ki palko ki nami tak khafaa hogai
socha tha dil toh mera apna hai
par dil ki ahatien tak bewafa hogai
naa badalte hue sama hai, naa ab koi intzaar hai
bus khamoshi door door khiche mujhe
naa khawabo ki moj hai, naa badhte kadmo se pyaar hai.
Sukhe patte bhi udh kar
apni manzilo ki talaash pe chale jate hain
khawabo ke jab taar bhikarte hain
apne bhi praaye nazar aate hain
naa rab sunta meri, naa apni ibaadato pe aitbaar hai
yuhi udhte chale jaaten hain idhar se udhar
naa khawabo ki moj hai, naa badhte kadmo se pyaar hai...!!
Itna dard....
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