Safar Dil Ka
Uss Dard ko bayaan kar pana behad mushkil hai, shayar hoon par nishabd hoon. Ek voh daur tha jahaan sb kuch soona tha, aaj ye daur hai jahaan teri karzdaar hoon. Jab bhi teri ore dkhti, tere hotho pr bikhri hui muskaan se hairaan ho jati hoon. Koi itni befikr hokar jee kaise skta, khud se hi sawaal krti hoon. Sab ka khyaal rkhne wali teri aadat se, khuda se teri salamati ki duaan maangti hoon. Pta nhi kaise, ab mai teri fiqr krne lgti hoon. Kahin koi shikan to nhi hai tere chehre pr, ye janne k liye chup-chup kr tujhe niharti rhti hoon. Aur agar kbhi tujhe dard me dekhlu, to bhaag kr tere paas chali aati hoon. Bs fir teri chhupane ki aadat se, mai majboor ho jati hoon. Aur chaahkar bhi tujhse, tere dard ki vajah, puchh nhi pati hoon. Khud ko lekar teri laparwaahi se, har bar darr jati hoon. Aur isliye tujh pr, na chahte hue bhi kayi br gussa kr jati hoon. Kya kru teri fiqr krne se, khud ko rok jo nhi pati hoon. Aur tere andar jo pyaar ka aseem sagar hai, use dekhkar mai tujhme doob jati hoon. Tera Ishq kitna gehra hoga, inn khayaalon ko mere dil me ane se rok nhi paati hoon. Magar jab logon ki baatein sunti hoon, tab sharam se sir jhuka liya krti hoon. Kahin tu unme sachhai na dhundhne lage, iss khauf me tujhse
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