Baytaabi

Raat ke sheeshay par likhaa Teraa naam 
Saasoon mei uljaah saa ek paighaam 
Chaltay lamhe bhi thehray jaatay hai 
Jab tu nazar aaye jahaan ruk jaatay hai 
Dil ke shehar mei Sirf tu hi tu 
Har gali mei Teraa hi junoon 
Khamoshi bhi Cheekhney lagi 
Jab yaadon ne Aankhein bhigo di 
Halchal si hai rawaani 
Baytaabi, 
Raatoon ki hai gawaahi 
Ab yoohi
Dil mei aag puraani 
Khaabon ka bojh hai Palkon pe aaj 
Neend bhi lagti hai Mujhse naraaz 
Teri hasi ka Ik halkaa saa rang 
Bikhar gaya hai Meri rooh ke sang 
Har sawaal mei Teraa jawaab Har duaa mei 
Teraa hi khwaab Main sambhaloon bhi 
Toh kaisay ab Jab ishq hi Ban gayaa sailaab 
Agar yeh ghalti hai Toh rehnay de 
Agar yeh dard hai Toh sehnay de 
Kuch ishq Mukamal hotay nahin 
Bas jeenay ka Bahaana detay hai 

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