Ye to dard-e-dil hai is ka ilaj nahi koi
Pyar ke zakhm ki koi dawa nahi hoti
Ban ke marham waqt hi bharta hai har ek zakham ko.
Monday, November 26, 2012
Ye to dard-e-dil hai is ka ilaj
Ye to dard-e-dil hai is ka ilaj nahi koi
Pyar ke zakhm ki koi dawa nahi hoti
Ban ke marham waqt hi bharta hai har ek zakham ko.
Mein Fanaa Hogaya
Har Shabb Zulfein Bikhri Dekhi
Ek Muddat Ke Baad Jo Raahoun Se Guzre
Koi Lamha Jaise Mehka Hua Qareeb Se Guzre
Sar-E- Shaam Hawa Unka Paigham Le Aayi
Kuch Iss Tarah Roz Qiyaal Se Guzre
Mehak Unhi Ki Thi Aaj Har Ghunche Me
Woh Baharoun Ki Tarah Jo Chaman Se Guzre
Jisne Mehka Diya Woh Qiyaal Tha Unhi Ka
Yun Toh Kitne Haseen Rahoun Se Guzre
Khudhi Laboun Ko Humne See Dala
Jab Woh Nazrein Bachakar Humse Guzre
Har Shabb Zulfein Bikhri Dekhi Chand Par
Dur Rehkar Bhi Meri Nigahoun Se Guzre
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Sunday, November 25, 2012
Palkein bhi chamak
Palkein bhi chamak uthti hain sote mein hamari
Aankhon ko abhi khwaab chhupaane nahi aate..♥
Aankhon ko abhi khwaab chhupaane nahi aate..♥
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