Hatheli me samet li hai khushiyan maine
ek dunia bana li khubsurat aankhon ke darmiyan
jaruraton ki lambi jo fehist thi meri ...
katne lage hai unse ab samanon ke naam
mathe ki sikan ko dhak leti hai chehare ke muskaan ..
or gamon ki siskiyon ko khushiyon ke alfaaj
aaankon me ashkon ki kyun hogi jagah ..
ab to yahaan hai khavabon ke aashiyan..
kon jane kaise kab kon aayega..
dil ke darvaaje karte hai intzaar..
kon kahta hai ki ud ni sakte hai insaan
roj unchi udaane bharti hu baar baar.....
sapnon me hi rahne ki aadat chor di maine
ab to sapnon ko hakikat banane ko hu bekraar..
Pankh hai jo hosalon ke ye mere ..
halaton ki mushkilon se na aayegi in par aanch ..
ek dunia bana li khubsurat aankhon ke darmiyan
jaruraton ki lambi jo fehist thi meri ...
katne lage hai unse ab samanon ke naam
mathe ki sikan ko dhak leti hai chehare ke muskaan ..
or gamon ki siskiyon ko khushiyon ke alfaaj
aaankon me ashkon ki kyun hogi jagah ..
ab to yahaan hai khavabon ke aashiyan..
kon jane kaise kab kon aayega..
dil ke darvaaje karte hai intzaar..
kon kahta hai ki ud ni sakte hai insaan
roj unchi udaane bharti hu baar baar.....
sapnon me hi rahne ki aadat chor di maine
ab to sapnon ko hakikat banane ko hu bekraar..
Pankh hai jo hosalon ke ye mere ..
halaton ki mushkilon se na aayegi in par aanch ..

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