Poetry 8

Aaj Kafan Mai Hon To Tu Rone Ko Ayi Hai

Kal Tak Rota Tha Jiske Liye WO Zakhm Dhone Ko Ayi Hai

Kaha Tha Na Nahi Milega Mujh jaisa Ashiq Tumhe

Jo Tumhare Zulm o Sitam Bhi Sahe Aur Tum Se Muhabbat Bhi Kare

Jis Tarah Tu Mujhe Chor Gayi Thi Beech Safar Mai Adhora

Dekh Usi Adhore Safar Se Mar Kar Mai Jaraha Hon

Tujhse Kiya Tha Wada Ke Tere Bin Ek Pal Na Jeeyonga

Dekh Wo Wada Bhi Isi Liye Aaj Mai Nibha Raha Hon

Maine Kaha Tha Agar Tu Mujhe Na Mili To Na Reh Paonga

Mar Jaonga Bin Tere Khud Ko Fana Kar Jaonga

Na Rona Mere Janaze Pe Meri Jaan meri Rooh Bhi Ro Paregi

Tumhe Khush Rakhne Ka Khud Se Wada Kiya Tha

Mera Wada Totega Aur Meri Rooh Bhi Tarpegi

Bas AIk Hi Ghum Marne Ka Mujhe Hamesha Hi Rahega

Meri Maa Ka Wo Nalayak Beta Na Rahega

Kitne Hi Dukh Unko Unki Zindagi Mai Dikhaye

Mere Liye Na Jane Unho Ne Kitne Anso bahaye

Mar Kar Bhi Unko Udas Kiye Jaraha Hon

Mere Khuda Dekh Is Zalim Dunya Ko Chor Tere Pas Araha Hon

Jo Galti Maine Ki Usay Na Tum Mere Doston Dohrana

Hath Jorta Hon Mai Ke Meri Tarah Tum Kisi Se Na Dil lagana