Ye pal mere gujarate nahi..aur gujara huwa kal yaad aata hai...tha wo pal hasin,ya saath tera us pal me hona....ab to muze har pal me wo gujara huwa kal yaad aata hai..duniya ki bhid me bas dhundati hu tera chehara..ki kahi mere raaste ki bich waali gali me tu muz se takara jaaye...hai halat mere dil ki aisi...ki lagata har raasta chhod du..tuz tak pahochne waale har raaste ko mai apni taraf mod du..tu kahe to har sitare ko todkar es nile aasmaan me bas tera naam likh du..jannet kaha maangi thi maine..es dil ne to bas tera saath manga hai..roshni kaha mangi thi maine.. es dil ne to bas tere chehare ka noor manga hai....wo kahete hai bas ek pal ka tha saath hamara es zindagi me... magar maine to us khuda se..tere kadamo tale zindagi ka ek bas wahi pal manga hai...agar tu mahez ek khwab hai...to maine khuda se sirf raato ki nind maagi hai..agar tu murat hai mandir ki to....maine sirf tere kadamo me thodi si jagah maangi hai...mai kaise kahu tuz se..ki..... es dil k dard k baldale me maine khuda se,tere liye hazar khushiya maangi hai..
Tere jaane ka asar kuch aisa hua mujh par, tujhe dhoondate dhoondate,maine khud ko paa liya.....
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