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kaha tha sote hue mt chod k jaana

tere baad fir kya arzoo-a-tamanna rakkhu,
tere baad tu bta kya tere siwa rakkhu,
kon hai jis pr tasabbur ki nazar rakku,
kon hai jis ki hr waqt fiqar rakkhu,
jo hd se tagaffush rahe mohabbat me kr gaye,
ye ilzaam bhi unhi k hi naam ayega,
luta koi bhi ho saamne manzil k pahuch kr,
bs tere hi sr pe ye ilzaam ayega,
jo log banate hai mahel ret me aksar,
ab unhi ki bajeh se ye tufaan ayege,
jo charag diya tohfe me mene tujhe us din,
wo charag sab-a-gham me tere kaam ayega,
lfz-dr-lfz ek qitaab ho jaun,
zkhm-dr-zkhm zulm-a-wfa ka hisaab ho jaun,
behayaee se ghutne lage dum haya ka jb,
me us din tere chahre pr ed naqaab ho jaun,
zra bhujhne de ye charag tu fir chale jana,
kha tha na sotey hua mt chhod kr jana....
kha tha na sotey hua mt chhod kr jana....

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