Ye Safar fir Ye Mausam...

Dhoop khili fizaayein sard hain,
bilkul waisi jaise uss des hua karti hain..
Jahan chain milta hai, sukoon palta hai,
Har pal koi khwaab khilta hai...

Ab Jab taiyaar hoon khadaa,
ke chal doon us des ki dagar,
ab mere gaon mein bhi, kuch
waisa he sama hai idhar...
lagta hai jaise mausam,
geeton se apne mujhe rok raha,
main chala apno se door,
aur jaise ye lagataar toke raha...

Par jaanta hai mera ye dil,
ke ab wahin hai meri manzil,
aur wahin hai agle safar...
Pankh laga udta ho jaise ye jigar,
ab na rahi isey kisi mausam ki fikar,
na hi tanhai ka hai isey dar...

Ab to bas lage, jahaan ho basar,
karoon kuch aisa har shahar,
ke roz khile dhoop hass ke uss dagar,
chalein fizaayein khushnuma har pahar...

Bas jee loon jo mile pal,
jee loon inhe befikar...

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