Dard K phool bhi khilte hai bikhar jaate hai,
Zakhm kaise bhi ho kuch roz mein bhar jaate hai,
Us dareeche mein bhi ab koi nahi or hum bhi,
Sar jhukaye hue chup chaap guzar jaate hai,
Raasta roke hue khadi hai yahi uljhan kab se ,
Koi poooche to kahe kya k kidhar jaatey hai,
Naram awaaz,bhalii baatein Mohzaab Laheja,
Pehli Barish mein hi ye rang Utar jaatey hai….
ENIA
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