Premi-o ki ajeeb dastaan hoti hai, Yeh duniya mohhabat se an

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Premi-o ki ajeeb dastaan hoti hai,
Yeh duniya mohhabat se anjaan hoti hai,
Jo dikhawa kare woh premi to nahi,
Is-ke liye to nigaho ki ada hi kafi hoti hai.

Is-ka yeh matlab nahi ki prem jatana nahi chahiye,
Kyouki prem to ehsaas ka bhooka hota hai,
Prem hai to waqt rehte jatana hi chahiye,
Kyouki jataye bina ehsaas to suukha hi hota hai.

Jatane se jab ehsaas jaag jata hai,
Tabhi sache maine me pyar pura hota hai,
Phir shak to dil se bhag hi jata hai,
Aur insaan me rab ka roop ujaagrit hota hai.

Tab yeh nahi farak padta ki chot kise lagi hai,
dard dono ko hi mehsus hota hai,
Sache maine me pyar wahi hai,
Jo humsafar ke aasuo ko khud pee leta hai.