pyaar

khushnuma barish ki jindgi me,

bas tanahai hi saath hai,

nahi aata manane use badal,

jab roti barsaat hai,

tab boonde nahi barasti,

aansu bhi saath baraste hai,

par badal bhi kya kare,

wo bhi pahad k lie taraste hai,

pahad bhi dil me ek darar ko mehsus karta hai,

jo nadi ke use chhod kar nakalne se banti hai,

apne aansuo se banata hai jis nadi ko,

log kehte hai wo bas barf pighalne se banti hai,

nadi bhi majboor hoti hai,

usko bhi samandar me milna hota hai,

raah me na jaane kitne ,

foolon ko uske pyaar se khilna hota hai,

par nadi se milne ke baad bhi,

samandar ka pani to tab bhi khara hota hai,

kismat ke khel bhi ajeeb hote hai,

sagar ko to barish ka paani hi pyara hota hai

shayad hum samajh hi nahi pate jindgi me,

ishk kya hota hai,pyaar kise kehte hai,

khwabo me basne walo se mohabbat nahi hoti,

unse hoti hai jinke dilo me hum rehte hai,

kisi ko chahte chahte hum,

kisi aur dil ki ankahi khwahish ban jaate hai,

samandar ka pyaar to dekhte nahi par,

badal ke pyaar lie tadapti barish ban jate hai,

Gundo ki nagri hai,par na khokha na peti hai,
Har ladki pe najar hai,na koi bahu na beti hai,
Ye hai meri dilli,

Dushmano se dosti karke,dosto se takrar hai,
Sham ko pyaar me dhoka,subah agli se ikrar hai,
Ye hai meri dilli,

Yaha vahi hota hai jo,karna mana hai,
Manmani ki nagri hai ye,darna mana hai,
Ye hai meri dilli,

Armano ke pul baandhti,machalti jawani hai,
Khatti meethi yaade lie sabki apni kahani hai,
Ye hai meri dilli,

Darwaaje pe dastak deta har subah koi sapna hai,
Par sham ko mandir jakar apni kismat ko bhi japna hai,
Ye hai meri dilli,

Khwaab ko sej ki tarh saja kar us par soya karte hai,
Subah kuchle sapne dekh k man me roya karte hai,
Ye hai meri dilli,


Ye nagari hai ankahe jawabo aur sawalo ki,
Ye nagari hai pyaar ki,ye nagari hai dilwaalo ki,
Ye hai meri

khwabo se bhi haseen dunia ki khwahish thi,

jisme khushio ke badal,hansi ki barish thi,

wo dunia,jaha jeena marne se aasaan tha,

wo dunia,jaha par rehta insaan tha,

wo dunia,jaha par shabd bhi tarane the,

wo dunia,jaha keval pyar ke afsane the,

wo dunia,jaha dil jaise aaftab tha,

wo dunia,jaha har lamha shadab tha,

par kya chaha tha,kya bana dala,

ujale ki chah me ek andhera pala,

ye dhoke,fareb aur jhut ki dunia,

ye apne hi sapno ki lut ki dunia,

ye apni yaado ke shamshan ki dunia,

ye rishto me ek dusre pe ehsaan ki dunia,

ye har pal tut te usulo ki dunia,

ye kanto se chubhte fulo ki dunia,

ye pyaar ke katl-e-aam ki dunia,

ye majhab aur awaam ki dunia,

ye tanhai aur duri ki dunia,

ye jeene ki majburi ki dunia,

ye ujade hue chilman ki dunia,

ye thake hue ek man ki dunia,

ye hare hue naseeb ki dunia,

ye har pal ek rakeeb ki dunia,

ye bikhri hui yaado ki dunia,

ye toote hue vaado ki dunia,

par kya kare,is dunia ko khud hi chuna hai,

yaha par marna to dur,jeena bhi gunah hai,

ae bachain si musafir,

mujhko bhi saath le le,

do pal ki jindagi hai,

kyu chal rahi akele,

gam ki chubhan hai dil me,

ya dard k hai basere,

mana ki raat andheri hai,

par kal fir aayenge savere,

jindagi to hai ye khel ek,

chal saath mil k khele,

do pal ki jindagi hai,

kyu chal rahi akele,

manjil dur hai teri,

thaki si teri nigaahe,

ye haath thaam le tu,

kat jaegi ye raahe,

jitne bhi tere gam the,

maine bhi to saath jhele,

do pal ki jindagi hai,

kyu chal rahi akele,

i want to be remembered in the end

Its not hard to describe me,

its all about how u see,

in childhood,i always wanted star,

but never got,it was very far,

i thought sea n sky were blue,

because they were stick with glue,

i used to live in my own universe,

i thought life is a beutiful verse,

in that,all were my creations,

with no boundaries and no nations,

now i am writing this ryme,

because i have matured with time,

now i never say anything in defence,

because it will never make sense,

when i was forced to live alone,

i strugled at my own,

now i have started to like my pain,

reason of it,i cant explain,

i have no other desires left,

only thing i want is,

when i will die,

dont ask me why?

Why at my face,

there was a disgrace,

disgrace of living like curse,

in this stone hearted world,

i want when i die,

someone plz cry,

someone who appriciated me as friend,

because i want to be remembered in the end,