Hoton pe hansi sajti nahi k in aankhon se aansu bah jate hain,
meri har khushi k pichhe ye gam n jane kahan se aa jate hain,
kuch to rishta hai dard ka khushi se,
k inme se koi ek bhi jata nahi meri zindagi se,
ye gam chala jata to zindagi jannat ho jati,
gar khushi bhi chali jati to gam k sahare jine ki aadat ho jati.

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