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Majburiya mujrim bana deti hai

Kuch uljhe sawalo se darta hai dil,
Naa jane kyu tanhai mai bhkhadta hai dil,
Kisi ko pana koi badi baat nahi hai,
Par kisi ko khone se darta hai ye dil...

Bachpan ke din kitne ache hote the,
Tab dil nahi sirf khilone toota karte the,
Ab ek aanshu gire to saaha nahi jata,
Bachpan mai to dil bhar ke roya karte the...

Zamane se alag aapme sharafat dekhi hai,
Aapke dil mai khud ki chahat dekhi hai,
Aap insan ho ya koi farista,
Aapki dosti mai rab ki ibadat dekhi hai...

Khud ko koi fanha nahi karta,
Zindagi apne hatho se tabha nahi karta,
Majburiya mujrim bana deti hai,
Koi jaan ke Gunha nahi karta...

Pyaar ke phool se mehnke aap,
Khusiyu ke jhulo mai jhule aap,
Hai hamari yahi tamnna,
Ki hasna na bhule aap....

Hamne to tujhe khabhi gair nahi samjha,
tubhi apna hone ka haq jata de,
Kuch nahi to kar itna hi karam,
Jaha tu na ho vo jagha bata de...

Logo ko isqe kaise hota hai,
Raat din uski yad mai dil kyu khota hai,
Isqe karne wale to hamesa khush rehte hai,
To koi kisi ke liye kyu rota hai...

Paas baith kar Dil udaas nahi hota,
Waqt gujarata hai kaise e ehsas nahi hota,
Bichad kar bhad aati hai aankhe,
Par aanshu pochne ke liye koi pass nahi hota...

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