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| When the roses lose their fragrance the world seems at an end the day has lost It's gladness what a blessing is poetry. | |||||
Mere khayaal ke bar-aks wo bhi kaisa hai  Mere Khayaal ke bar-aks wo bhi kaisa hai Mein chaon chaon si larrki wo dhoop jaisa hai Hazaar shor mein rehne ke baa-wajood uska Ye teiz dhaar sa lehjaa khanaktee leiy sa hai Hai titliyoon ke paroon per likha hua chehra Dareecha khol ke dekha tau rang aisa hai Tumhein gulab ke khilne ki kya sadaa aati Tumharey gird tau her soo khanakta paisa hai Mein apne dil ki gawahi ko kaise jhutlaon Jo keh raha hai mera dil wo bilkul aisa hai 2007-01-14 23:14:37 GMT
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