My Creation

Zaahir nahi hone denge uss mulaqat ko par kaise hum bhulayen uss haseen raat ko Wo tabassum chehra, Wo palken tumhari tumhari jhalak pe haya ki chadar bhi haari Nazron ki khata, hume mwaaf karna tumse mile aur sikh gaye aahen bharna Shakhon pe pade patte bhi fir lehrane lage Aahat jo tumhari aayi wo sharmane lage Ab to lafzon ko samjho aur; samjho mere jazbaat ko Zaahir nahi hone denge uss mulaqat ko

I am hurt, I am in pain I have nothing else to gain Wounds, scars and blood, Corpses and dying faces flood I want revenge this time Their chopped faces should make slime How could I forget that night Those bullets, that scary sight Till when should I promote peace Not at least for neighbors who wear fleece This time I am not ready to curb the pain I am not willing to stop the bleeding vein I will see the blood , remind myself of the day when I lost my grace Infuse grit, courage to eradicate violence coming out of their face I have seen raining eyes, lost hopes, mothers and sisters getting faint God forgive me this time and no more I wanna be a perfect saint There has to be a start, a beginning of a new day A day when for all the wound we got, those people must pay I am up and will make sure those sacrificed souls aren't in vain I wanna see end of terror and make sure all terrorist get rain of pain

Zindagi kuch aise sharmayi hai, Ki roshni unn fizaon pe chayi hai.. Patta patta bhi kuch yu lehrane laga, Mudatton baad wo mulakat aayi hai... Jab gayi thi unpe meri mudassar nazaren Mehsoos hua jaise falak ki parchai hai... Aur phir aisa laga jab mile wo humse Har fiza paigam-e-mohabbat layi hai Labz to khul na sake par ilm iss baat ka hai Har ek pehlu har ghadi wo mujhme samayi hai Itni shiddat se jise chaha maine Aaj wo lamha wo Shab-e-Barat aayi hai...

Chal akela chal akela chal akela raqt ke bajuon se chatega ab ye mela path ki agni ne li hai ab ye pariksha par tujhe ladna hai aur paani hai ye diksha phir simat rahi hain ye bojhal dishayen tu chala tha dhoondhne sheetal hawayen drishti ke madbhed ne khela hai ye khela chal akela chal akela chal akela tu sambhal jaa, tujh se ye sansaar sara teri khushion se prajwalit hai wo tara kitne hi wo shaqsh hai jo dhundhe khushian terin sarthakta hai dena unko dunia lakshya ko pane jo tu khada tha tab tu apne aap se kitna juda tha ab tu khush ho aur jee khushion ki bela par..... chal akela chal akela chal akela