ANKIT'S DIARY

Apne khwabon ke sahare se gar maine aashiyaana sajaya hota
Tujhe yaad kar rone ke liye ek kona banaya hota
Gar tune apne gamon ko mujhse yun na chipaya hota
Maut bhi wapis laut jaati, tu ne gar mujhe adhoora jeena sikhaya hota
Tere chale jaane pe zindagi ki asliyat panapne lagi hai
Kaash mere saamne se ye aaina tu ne pehle hataya hota
Tere kareeb aane ko har lamha tadapta raha hun
Ek aansu hi samajh kar mujhe apni aankhon se chalkaya hota
Tera chala jaana meri kismat mein likha tha
Lekin jaane se pehle ek baar to mujhe bulaaya hota.




Har waqt wafa karne ki yun saza na dena
Meri yaadon ko apne dil mein kuch to panah dena
Duniya se ladna aasaan ho jayega
Mujhe khud se ladne ka haunsla dena
Zindagi ki dor to ek din toot hi jayegi
Bus maut ke baad ek gaz jagah dena
Apno se muh mod lena tujhse hi to seekha hai
Bin soche na meri khidmat mein faisla dena
Tadap tadap ke marna gar mujhe khuda ne baksha hai to mujhe apni saanson ka tohfa na dena.



Mere maazi de fir us paimaane mein dawa mein zeher milakar
Tere dar pe fir fariyaad liye aaya hun
Dil mein tere nafrat ki kami to na hogi
Us nafrat bhari nigaah ka didaar pane aaya hun
Ruh meri tere diye zakhmo ki aadi ho gayi hai
Kuch gehre zakhmo ka udhar lene aaya hun
Ye mohabbat ye dosti ab mujhe kuch atpati si lagti hai
Main to wahi dhokhe aur berukhi ka sansaar lene aaya hun….