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Chali Ab Gul Ke Hathon Se Luta Kar Karwan Apna

chali ab gul ke hathon se luta kar karvan apna

na chhoda haae bulbul ne chaman men kuchh nishan apna

ye hasrat rah gai kya kya maze se zindagi karte

agar hota chaman apna gul apna baghban apna

alam se yaan talak roiin ki akhir ho gaiin rusva

Dubaya haae ankhon ne mizha ka khandan apna

raqiban ki na kuchh taqsir sabit hai na khuban ki

mujhe nahaq satata hai ye ishq-e-bad-guman apna

mira ji jalta hai us bulbul-e-bekas ki ghurbat par

ki jin ne aasre par gul ke chhoda ashiyan apna

jo tu ne ki so dushman bhi nahin dushman se karta hai

ghalat tha jante the tujh ko jo ham mehrban apna

koi azurda karta hai sajan apne ko he zalim

ki daulat-khvah apna ‘mazhar’ apna ‘jan-e-jan’ apna

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