yeh duniya chord kar...
ki, ek din usne is baat kaa,
irada badal diya..
mohabbat kie TUNE mujhse,
zamana chord kar
phir kyu ek pal mein mera,
daman chord diya
woh pehel thi tumhari,
woh marzi thi tumhari
jo kabhi nahi palte,
woh kadam the tumhare,
mehfilo mein khamosh rehkar,
kudhse naa aage hokar
khud ke hi ishq ko tune,.. murda kar diya
Ishq ne mere, jab pukara tha
hogaya so jane do, tera yeh bayana tha
khudse hi simatkar, maie kitna roya
ab toh aam hua yeh ISHQ,... ishq zamane ka khoya
chaha tha kisine mujh ko,
duniya chord kar,
ki, ek DIN usne IS baat kaa,
irada badal diya
ek DIN usne IS baat kaa,
irada badal diya
aaj tak tere liye dua karte the kyu,
kabhi socha nahi tha
nafrat thi tere din mein meri Itni kyu,
kabhi samjha nahi tha
zakhm toh hamare bhi dil mein the ITNE jo tune diye,
par kambakht dil ne kabhi is dard ko,
DER TAK rakkha nahi tha
shayad hum bhi tujhse utna hi nafrat karte,
jitne ki tum
agar is dil mein tere liye KAMBAKHT,
itnaa pyaar... hota nahi tha.
There is! a span of time, dedicated to be repeated. Every after another. Like a Loop.
And none of us can define that loop. Form when it ends, and from when the other began. But to one! whom has been given wisdom to understand, he will feel it. He'll see the same mistakes initiating by others. Again & again by every new upcomings. Like a deja vu going on and on. And then you'll realise, it's not going to stop. Unless for those who had been obeyed. You'll get tired explaining them.
Once! you were in strength to explain things precisely. But not now. Now! you had understood, who is the right one to be explained, else on whom you'll not waste your time for.