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Mer Gayen Mere Khuwahishein

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Wohi bewaja si udasiyan kabhi wehshatein tere shaher mein*
tu gya to mujh se bichhar gaein sabhi ronkein tere sheher mein

meri bebasi ki kitaab ka koi warq tu ne parha nahi
tujhe kia khaber kahan mar gyen meri khuwahishein tere sheher mein

sabhi hath mujh pe uthe yahan sabhi lafz mujh pe kasse gay*
meri sadgi k libaas per pari silwatein tere sheher mein

wo jo khasta haal ghareeb the kahin bastiyon mein mukeem the*
unhein kia hoa k woh seh gay sabhi tohmatein tere sheher mein


yahan loog bikte hein dosto, yahan tajiron ki kami nahi

her shaks ki hein lagi huein kai keematein tere sheher mein


tu bhi yaad-e-maazi mein he mager kai khuwab or bhi the AQEEL*

phir yeh hoa k dafan huein sabhi chahatein tere sheher mein

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Wohi bewaja si udasiyan kabhi wehshatein tere shaher mein*

tu gya to mujh se bichhar gaein sabhi ronkein tere sheher mein

meri bebasi ki kitaab ka koi warq tu ne parha nahi

tujhe kia khaber kahan mar gyen meri khuwahishein tere sheher mein

sabhi hath mujh pe uthe yahan sabhi lafz mujh pe kasse gay*

meri sadgi k libaas per pari silwatein tere sheher mein

wo jo khasta haal ghareeb the kahin bastiyon mein mukeem the*

unhein kia hoa k woh seh gay sabhi tohmatein tere sheher mein

yahan loog bikte hein dosto, yahan tajiron ki kami nahi

her shaks ki hein lagi huein kai keematein tere sheher mein

tu bhi yaad-e-maazi mein he mager kai khuwab or bhi the AQEEL*

phir yeh hoa k dafan huein sabhi chahatein tere sheher mein

very nice ...............

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