Sad Poetry

Suno..aay chand c larki..

Abhi tum titliyaan pakro..

Ya phir Guriyon sy khelo..tum...!

Ya phr masoom c Aankhon sy dheron khwab daikho,tum..

Faraz-o-Faiz-o-Mohsin, ki kitaben mat abhi prhna..,

Ye sb lafzon k sahir hein...,

Tumhein uljha k rakh dein gy..,

Tumhein Maloom he kab hai...,

Mohabat k libady mein..,

Hawas aur Hirs hoti hai..'

Ye insanon ki dunya hai..,

Magr in sy kaheen barh kr..,

yahan wehshi drinday hein...'

Wo wehshi jin ki Aankhon me...,

machalty piyar k peechy..,Hawas aur Hirs hoti hai..'

Abhi kachi kalii ho tum...,

Abhi kaanton sy mat khelo.,

Abhi apni Hatheli par..'

kisi ka Naam mat likho.