Angel of the Prasad Family by Dr Ram Lakhan Prasad - HTML preview

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WO UTNA HI DOOR HOTE HAIN

 

Is prem rogi ki haal mat puchhoo haalat toh wahi hai jo unke jaane ke baad thi

Khud jal ke rah gayi hai parwaane ke saamne  jisko kabhi unse mohabbat thi

Roj milna chaahatey hain unse kahin na kahin par ab aysa mumkin nahin hoti

Is sinea mein kuchh aur dil hote toh hajaron gham sahne ki himmat toh hoti

Hamko unhon ne pyar diya tha par ab kewal aansoo, chubhan aur gham mila hai

Magar yeh toh bata do duniya walo ab khushi pane ke liye kahan koi sila hai

Bhala toh yahi hotaki ham kabhi pyar hi na karte is dil mein dard na rahta

Jab tak wo mere pass thi toh kewal sukoon tha dil dimag sada chaman rahta

Ab apna kisko kahen haon hai paraya sab kuchh paake sab kuchh kho diya hai

Maut se badtar thi ye jindgi unki bagayr, unka saath ne hamko sahara diya hai

Ab toh saath hi chhoot gaya unka toh na rone pe khush hain na hansney pe raji hote hain

Jana toh hamko bhi hai udhar hi yaro lekin meri hamsafar kahan raji hote hain

Ab main dekhunga kahan tak pahuchi hai meri barbaadi, aankhon mein kitne aansoo hote hain

Lakhan jitna unke kareeb hone ki koshish karta hai wo utna hi door ho jaate hain.