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Lots of happiness for dinner. Khul nahen pati zabaan bhol gaye hain khud ko. Farosh kartay hai gareeb -- ameer kay liye phool Ghayal kartay hai mayray hrudai ko duniya kay yeh usool -- jaisay tayz-dhaar tri-shool Dekha meinay ek thaylay waalay ko ek etwaar ki subah -- mein shayad jau uska chehra bhool Thay uskay paas dhair saaray gamlay -- meinay poocha us-say unka mool Phool jaisay mujh say rahay thay bol Ham to samarpit hotay hai Mandir mein -- ham hai anmol Mujeh nahi aatay baday baday khowl Mein hu seedha-saadha jaisay koi dayhaati gol-matool Lagati hai dil-kash gulaab apnay gay-suow mein mayri nazuk batool Yeh dekh kar mein jaata hu apna raasta bhool Daf-na-nay kay baad mujeh -- tum bhi chada-dayna mayri kabr par thoday say gulaab-kay-phool. Main to woh rang hoon. Share to Twitter Share to Facebook Share to Pinterest Poet Ali Gee Chaand raat ki satyon main wo saath nahay hey Hey pass buhat phiar bhi magar pass nahi hi Tera zulam janaa kub tak mere sabar ko azmay ga Tu jo shook aada ka maskan hey Umre rafta key saath dhal jay ga Phiar kon ho ga tujh ko dekhnay wala Raat ki rani ki tarhan kon tera vajud ko makhey ga Kon de ga tere akhon Ko kajal Kon tere honton ke lali chore ga Chand raat kO khega kon suno gift kiya lo ge Kam khyab sey saja jora kon phenye ga Kon khe ga atni mode kuy ho Kon bhar kar tere sir ko sheLay ga Kon chome ga tery ruksaron ko Kon bhar kar galye lagye ga Beet na jaye aye lamhay jana Subha ko apni muhabbat ka pegaam dey do Bhar kar milo dhere sey jana Ali ko jenay ka saman dey do Bool do aaj tum sey pyar hey Eid ka aye kush rangi pegaam hey Posted by Unknown at No comments: Email This BlogThis!

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