Emaan Meri Taqat Aur Pakeezgi Tera Husn
Mayoos mat hona yeh ek Gunnah hota hai
Milta wahi hai jo Qhismat main likha hota hai
Har Cheez miley humain yeh Zaroori tou nahi
Kuch Cheezon ka Zikar doosre Jahan main hota hai
Jo khud ko Kostey hain woh shayed bekhabar hain
Kuch Paalene ka Ikhtiyar khud pe bhi hota hai
Har ek ko Kasoorwar kyun Thehrayein hum
Apne samne bhi tou aik ayeena hota hai
Hum apni Zindagi se kyun haar Jayein
Agar doobta hai sooraj tou kal bhi Ujala hota hai.
Usay apnay Rishtoon ki Fikar thi, Woh jo mera Waqif-e-Haal tha
Woh jo uski Subah-e-urooj thi, Wohi mera Waqt-e-Zawal tha
Meri baat kaisay woh manta, Mera dard kaisay woh janta
Woh toh khud Fanaa keh Safar pay tha,Usay rokna bhi mahaal tha
Kahan jao gaiy mujhay choore kar, Main yeh poach poach keh thak gaya
Woh Jawab mujhko na dey saka, Woh toh khud Sarapa-e-sawal tha
Woh milay jo Sadiyoon baad bhi, Meray Lab pe koi Gila na tha Share
Mayoos mat hona yeh ek Gunnah hota hai
Milta wahi hai jo Qhismat main likha hota hai
Har Cheez miley humain yeh Zaroori tou nahi
Kuch Cheezon ka Zikar doosre Jahan main hota hai
Jo khud ko Kostey hain woh shayed bekhabar hain
Kuch Paalene ka Ikhtiyar khud pe bhi hota hai
Har ek ko Kasoorwar kyun Thehrayein hum
Apne samne bhi tou aik ayeena hota hai
Hum apni Zindagi se kyun haar Jayein
Agar doobta hai sooraj tou kal bhi Ujala hota hai.
Usay apnay Rishtoon ki Fikar thi, Woh jo mera Waqif-e-Haal tha
Woh jo uski Subah-e-urooj thi, Wohi mera Waqt-e-Zawal tha
Meri baat kaisay woh manta, Mera dard kaisay woh janta
Woh toh khud Fanaa keh Safar pay tha,Usay rokna bhi mahaal tha
Kahan jao gaiy mujhay choore kar, Main yeh poach poach keh thak gaya
Woh Jawab mujhko na dey saka, Woh toh khud Sarapa-e-sawal tha
Woh milay jo Sadiyoon baad bhi, Meray Lab pe koi Gila na tha
Usay meri chup ne rula dia, Jisay Guftagu pay kamal tha
Milta wahi hai jo Qhismat main likha hota hai
Har Cheez miley humain yeh Zaroori tou nahi
Kuch Cheezon ka Zikar doosre Jahan main hota hai
Jo khud ko Kostey hain woh shayed bekhabar hain
Kuch Paalene ka Ikhtiyar khud pe bhi hota hai
Har ek ko Kasoorwar kyun Thehrayein hum
Apne samne bhi tou aik ayeena hota hai
Hum apni Zindagi se kyun haar Jayein
Agar doobta hai sooraj tou kal bhi Ujala hota hai.
Usay apnay Rishtoon ki Fikar thi, Woh jo mera Waqif-e-Haal tha
Woh jo uski Subah-e-urooj thi, Wohi mera Waqt-e-Zawal tha
Meri baat kaisay woh manta, Mera dard kaisay woh janta
Woh toh khud Fanaa keh Safar pay tha,Usay rokna bhi mahaal tha
Kahan jao gaiy mujhay choore kar, Main yeh poach poach keh thak gaya
Woh Jawab mujhko na dey saka, Woh toh khud Sarapa-e-sawal tha
Woh milay jo Sadiyoon baad bhi, Meray Lab pe koi Gila na tha Share
Mayoos mat hona yeh ek Gunnah hota hai
Milta wahi hai jo Qhismat main likha hota hai
Har Cheez miley humain yeh Zaroori tou nahi
Kuch Cheezon ka Zikar doosre Jahan main hota hai
Jo khud ko Kostey hain woh shayed bekhabar hain
Kuch Paalene ka Ikhtiyar khud pe bhi hota hai
Har ek ko Kasoorwar kyun Thehrayein hum
Apne samne bhi tou aik ayeena hota hai
Hum apni Zindagi se kyun haar Jayein
Agar doobta hai sooraj tou kal bhi Ujala hota hai.
Usay apnay Rishtoon ki Fikar thi, Woh jo mera Waqif-e-Haal tha
Woh jo uski Subah-e-urooj thi, Wohi mera Waqt-e-Zawal tha
Meri baat kaisay woh manta, Mera dard kaisay woh janta
Woh toh khud Fanaa keh Safar pay tha,Usay rokna bhi mahaal tha
Kahan jao gaiy mujhay choore kar, Main yeh poach poach keh thak gaya
Woh Jawab mujhko na dey saka, Woh toh khud Sarapa-e-sawal tha
Woh milay jo Sadiyoon baad bhi, Meray Lab pe koi Gila na tha
Usay meri chup ne rula dia, Jisay Guftagu pay kamal tha
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