[Miss Habib]

Bohat chaha
DECEMBER ki
Thirtarti raat lot aye
December ki ik
thirtarti shub wo mere paas ayi
mujhe kehne lagi k
Aaj sab kuch chor ayi hon
Tumhare pyar mein sare
hi rishte tor ayi hoon
wo ghbrati hui tooti hui
bikhri hui larki mujhe kehne lagi
utho
yahan se door chalte hein
bohat hi door chalte hein
tumhare bin kisi suraat
mujhe zinda nahi rehnaa
Wo zar-o-zar ro di
Or phir mujh me simt ayi
Wo apne ansoun se bus
Yahi fryaad karti thi
chalo jaldi karo
is shehar se hum bhag chalte hein
bohat hi door chalte hein
us ik saa'at maine bara socha
k us k hukam per usko
bhaga k door le jayoon
wo ik tooti hui larki
mere seenay se lag kar
der tak roti rahi shab bhar
us ik saa'at mere
andar
kai tufaan barpaa
the
Phir hua kuch youn
us december ki
thirtharti shab ko
kisi raqeeb ne aa kar
juda kar dia hum ko
wo ab mujhko chor gai he
shaid usne koi
humse behtar paa lia
mujhe khud kaa aadi bana k
kaha usne bas ab
Jao Laut Jao
phir nahi ana
KHUDARA PHIR NAHI ANA

 

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