Is Dard Kay Bad Koi Dard Dard
Nahi Lagta
Kay Shidat-E-Dard Ki Inteha Hoti Hai Mohabbat
Nahin Uthein Wo Ankhein Phir Kisi Pay
Kay Jin Ankhon Mein Fanna Hoti Hai Mohabbat
Umar Bhar Jin Ka Azala Na Kar Paye
Bas Ek Aesi Hi Khata Hoti Hai Mohabbat
Jo Mil Jaye To Bas Phir Kia Kehna
Warna Ek Musalsal Saza Hoti Hai Mohabbat
Log Mujh Say Har Bar Ye Hi Pochthay Hein
Kay Tum Nay Us Mein Dekha Kia Hay
Mein Har Bar Ye Hi Kehta Hoon
Bewajha Hothi Hai Mohabbat
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