[Miss Habib]

Suno.. aay chand c larki.

Abhi tum titliyaan pakro.

Ya phir Guriyon sy khelo tum...

Ya phr masoom c Aankhon sy dheron khwab daikho tum..

Faraz-o-Faiz-o-Mohsin, ki kitaben mat abhi prhna..,

Ye sb lafzon k sahir hein.

Tumhein uljha k rakh dein gy

Tumhein Maloom he kab hai..

Mohabat k libady mein..

Hawas aur Hirs hoti hai..'

Ye insanon ki dunya hai.

Magr in sy kaheen barh kr.., yahan wehshi drinday hein...'

Wo wehshi jin ki Aankhon me..

Machalty piyar k peechy.

Hawas aur Hirs hoti hai..'

Abhi kachi kalii ho tum...,

Abhi kaanton sy mat khelo..,

Abhi apni Hatheli par..

Kisi ka Naam mat likho...,

Abhi apni kitabon mein

gulaabi phool mat rako...

Abhi Sheron Main Mat Oljho..

Abhi to Omr Baki Hay...

Abhi Khud Ko Smbhalo tum...

Abhi mat Gungunao Tum..

Abi Sy Ishq Mat Socho...

Abi Sub Bhool jao tum...

Suno A Chaand Si larki...

 

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