awara pachi tha me khule aasman me udne ka hosla tha
na kisi ki fikar thi na kisi dard ka ehsas tha
mohabbta karke pata chala k ab tak to zinda hi nahi the
mohabbat kiye bina zindagi ki khubsurti ka ehasa hi nahi hota
or mohabbat ho jaye to fir usse jyada koi khubsurat nahi hota
kisi ne mere pankh is tarah kat diye h
udne k liye sochta hu to bhi dard bardast se bahar hota h
e mere rab na dena kabhi kisi pyar karne wale ko esi saja
k wo insan jiye to sahi par sans lena muskil ho jaye
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