Hmm

Mohabbat mein nahi hai
Fark jeene aur marne ka,
Usi ko dekhkar jeeten hai
Jis kaafir pe dam nikle.
Hazaaron khwahishein aise ki
Har khwahish pe dam nikle....



© Mirza Ghalib.

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Anonymous said…
arz kiya hai..

teri zindagi ke lamhe main har pal nikhar aaye,
gulshan bhi ho pareshan is kadar bahar aaye.....
Apr 5, 2006, 11:46:00 AM
Anonymous said…
Hazaron Khwaishen Aisi
Ke her khwaish per Dum Nikle...
Bahut Nikle Mere Armaan
Lekin Phir Bhi Kam Nikle....

took me long time to get this one...the one u posted is gud..
Apr 6, 2006, 5:51:00 PM
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