Khwamoshi…

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Khwamoshi…

 

Aaj in Tej Hawao ke Bich,

Kaisi yeh Meri Khwamoshi!

 

Sekhadon Labjo ke Sath,

Ankahi se Khwamoshi!

 

Anjaane Bhavishya se,

Sehmi si Khwamoshi!

 

Anischittayo se Ladh Ladhkar

Thaki huyi Khwamoshi!

 

Sukoon ke Intejar mein,

Tadapti huyi Khwamoshi!

 

Naye Suraj ke Ummed mein

Bas Jee rahi Meri Khwamoshi!!!


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