Friday, April 22, 2011

Sad Poetry

Tarap rahi hai har Ek tamanna,
Na Us se milte,
Na aisa hota.
Bujhi bujhi si hai dil ki duniya,
Na Us se milte
Na aisa hota.
Hum aisi mehfil mein kaise jain,
Jahan k manzar hamein jalain.
Agar hai jalna Jalein gein tanha.
Na Us se milte,
Na aisa hota.
Na chain aaye, Na mout aaye,
Na jee rahe hain,
Na mar rahe hain.
Kahan tha pehle ye haal Apna.
Na Us se milte,
Na aisa hota.

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