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Tumhari Muskaan....


Har raat sone se pehle mai khub rota hu,
Jaanta hu galtiyon ki vajah se roz apna ek hissa khota hu,
Jeeta hu mai tere hi liye, par ab bayan kar na paata hu,
Chahe lagge na tujhe ab, par aaj bhi tujhe jaan se zyada chahta hu,
Har raat tuute hisse apni shaksiyat ke samet tere aage rakh jaata hu,
Asal zindagi mein na sahi, par sapno me roz apni zindagi tere naam kar jaata hu

Khot meri niyat mein na hai, tum ye jaante ho,
Pata hai mujhe aj bhi mujhe apna sabkuch maante ho,
Tum hi to ho jo mujhe asal mein pehchante ho,
Reh ni paata ek pal bhi tumhe udas dekh ye tum jaante ho,
Duuri sahi jaati na ab aur darmiyaan,
Kaise karu apni majboori mein bayaan,
Itna bas tum lo ab jaan,
Vyarth hai wo din mere jeewan ka,
Jis din nahi laa pata chehare pe tumhare muskaan....

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