mowe on

main ne apni aap madad ki
main ne apne aansu ponchhe

main ne apne zakhmon par khud patti bandhi
main ne apne tute dil ke har tukde ko thik tarah se jod liya hai

main ne kuchh filmon ke sahaare phir se hansna sikh liya hai
main ne khud ko waqt diya hai

main ne apni almari mein padi kitabon ke upar se dhul hatai
baal katae shawe banai

main apne har shauq ko phir se zinda kar ke un ko pura karne ka bhi soch raha hun
ab main akela nahin raha hun

ab main apne sath khada hun
ye sab kuchh ehsan nahin hai

qarz hai mera mere upar
aur kisi se aas nahin thi

ye sab main hi kar sakta tha
waqt wagarna in aankhon mein na-ummidi bhar sakta tha

ek din main bhi train se kat kar mar sakta tha


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