khuwab toot jate hain
bheer main zamaney ki
hath choot jate hain
dost-daar lehjon main silwaten se perten hain
aik zara se ranjish sy
shak ki zerd tehne pe , phool budgumani k
kuch iss terhan sy khilte hain
zindagi sy piyare log b kuch ajnabe sy lugte hain
ghair bun k milte hain
ummer bher ki cahat ko aasra nai milta
khamoshi k waqfoon main
baat toot jate hy or sira nai milta
maazrat k lafzon ko roshni nai milte
lazat pazerai phir kabhi nai milte
phool rung o wadon ki
manzeelen sukerte hain
rah murne lugte hy
be-rukhe k gare sy , be-dili ki mitti sy
faslon ki enton sy eent jurne lugte hy
khak urne lugte hy, khuwab toot jate hain
wahmon k saye sy ummer bher ki mehnat ko
paal main toot jate hain aik zara se rangish sy
saath chot jate hain............

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