Heeren Tanna
Ek rishta jo abhi ban raha tha ,
Tutne laga magar banne se pahle.
Ek sahare se uthate the ham,
Gir gaye magar sambhalne se pahle.
Sikhane lage the aap se muskurana,
Rula diya magar hasne se pahle.
Kadam jo badhen aap ki disha me,
Ruk gaye wahi chalne se pahle.
Magne ke liye kuchh jo jholi phailai,
Khich liya haath kuchh dene se pahle.
Hamne jo jalaye ummido ke chirag,
Bujh gaye magar jalne se pahle.
Kya yahi arth hota hai rishto ka?
Tutana hota hai inhe banne se pahle.
band rakhte hai zuban, lab khola nahi karte , karte hai yaad har lamha, aap ko basye raz hum honto se khola nahi karte ..
mohabat wafa ke siwa kuch bhi nahi , duniya me gam ke siwa kuch bhi nahi , apke paas hamare siwa sab kuch hai hamare paas apke siwa kuch bhi nahi .
Lehar ko pyar tha kinare se, par uski shadi ho ga yi sagar se aaj bhi lehar kinare k paas aati hai . par badnaam na ho mohabbat, isliye wo phir laut jaati hai ! kese ho rohit thik to ho na i missu
taqeer ke khel se kabhi nirash nahi hote, jindgi mai kabhi udas nahi hote, hatho ki lakiro pe kabhi yakin mat karna, taqdeer to unki bhi hoti hai jinke haat nahi hote
bolti hai dosti chup rahta hai pyar , hasati hai dosti rulata hai pyar , milati hai dosti juda karta hai pyar, phir bhi na jane kyun dosti chhor log karte hai pyar !
Agar ansu na hote to ankhen itin khubsurat na hoti
Dard na hota to khushiyo ki kimat na hoti
Agar mangne se puri ho jati her murade to us khuda ki bhi kisi ko jrurt na hoti
Ashok I love you main aap se bhut pyar karti hu aap ke beena na rahe skti i miss u jaun
Saja dene wale rja puchte hai
khud hi ake dete hai jehr fir kitna hua asar puchte hai
I love you ashok i miss u jaan
Pal pal badlane wale
teri har ruswai se hamne pyar kiya
royoge us din tum
pehchanne se jisdin hamnne inkar kiya
Main nadan thi jo aaj ye khata kar baithi
teri har khushiyo ko faana kar baithi
maaf karna ek nadan dost samjh ke mujhe
kyuke ab meri saase bhi tere liye dua kar baithi
kyu aayi main teri zindagi me ek dard bankar
yahi sawal aaj meri ankho ki nami kar baithi
kya karu ab mujhe samjh nahi aata aisa dard
main teri zindagi main hamesha ke liye bhaar baithi
sans lene se teri yaad aati hai
na lene se mari jaan jaati hai
kese khe du ki shirf sans se jinda hu
ye sanse bhi to teri yaad ke bad aati hai
dard jab had se jyada hota hai
na murado ki dawa hota hai
pine walo tumhe pata nahi
dard main kitna nasha hota hai
insaan muhtaaz nahi hota manzilo ka
wakt har kisi ko manjil dikha deta hai
kon marta hai kisi se juda hokar
wakt har kisi ko jina sikha deta hai
ye wafa ka silsila hai to koi bat nahi
ye dard agar tumse mila hai to koi bat nahi
bahut hai itna ki tum dekh rahi ho kinare se
hum dub rahe to koi bat nahi