Dil toh har roz toota hai,
Bas awaz nahi ati.
Cheeq toh har roz nikalti hai,
Bas sunayi nahi deti.
Ek safar hi toh hai,
Naya sabera – nayi umeed,
Naye rasta – nayi mushkil,
Phir raat – phir wahi halat.
Umeedien toh khwab mein bhi nahi ati.
Manzil toh har baar dur hoti hai,
Thakan bhi toh har roz hoti hai.
Bas musafir ruk nahi sakti.
“Money does not buy you happiness, but lack of money certainly buys you misery.”
Tarun Choudhary
Shab-o-roz ki fikr hai ke ab poochon usska main haal kaise
Maine toh bewafayi na ki, toh mujhe hai yeh itna malaal kaise
Kaise chorh doon isse yeh illat nahi ne’mat hai yaar ‘Burq’
Cigarette na hou toh sulgaon bad-maazi ka poshida khayaal kaise
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Mujh jaise ko bhi ussne jeena sikha diya
Bohat maghroor tha zameen se laga diya
Mera pathar sifat dil kabhi pighla kahan tha
Mujh jaise sang-dil ko ussne rona sikha diya
Yaar sukhan-vari ab har kisi ke bas mein kahan
Usski bewafayi ne ‘Burq’ tujhe shayar bana diya
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