Great Poetry by Sir Javed Akhtar

firte hai kab se darbadar
ab is nagar ab us nagar
ek dusre ke humsafar mai or meri aawargi
na aas na rehgujar na meharba sabki najar
jaye to ab jaye kidhar mai or meri aawargi
firte hai kab se darbadar
ab is nagar ab us nagar

ek din mili ek mahjabi
tan bhi hasi jan bhi hasi
dil ne kaha hamse wahi
khwabo ki hai manjil yahi
khwabo ki hai manjil yahi
fir yu hawa wo kho gayi
fir mujhko jidd si ho gayi
layenge usko dhund kar mai or meri aawargi
firte hai kab se darbadar
ab is nagar ab us nagar

ye dil hi tha jo sah gaya
jo bat aisi kah gaya
kahne ko fir kya rah gaya
ashko ka dariya bah gaya
ashko ka dariya bah gaya
jab kah ke wo dilbar gaya
tere liye mai mar gaya
rote hai usko rat bhar mai or meri aawargi
firte hai kab se darbadar
ab is nagar ab us nagar

hum bhi kabhi abad the
aise kaha barbad the
befikar the azad the
mashur the dilsad the
mashur the dilsad the
wo chal aisi chal gaya
hum bujh gaye dil jal gaya
nikle jalake apna ghar mai or meri aawargi
firte hai kab se darbadar
ab is nagar ab us nagar
ek dusre ke humsafar mai or meri aawargi
na aas na har rehgujar na meharba sabki najar
jaye to ab jaye kidhar mai or meri aawargi
firte hai kab se darbadar
ab is nagar ab us nagar

Courtesy: Sir Javed Akhtar

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