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Kiya hai jissay piyaar hum nay zindgii key tarah
Kiya hai jissay piyaar hum nay zindgii key tarah
Woh ashnaa bhi milaa hum say ajnabii key tarah Barhaa kay piyaas mere us nay haath choor diya Woh ker rha tah muravat bhi dil lagii key tarah Kissay khabar the barhay ge kuch aur taarekey Chupay ga woh kissey badley main chandnii key tarah Kabhii na sochaa tah hum nay qateel us kay liye Karay ga hum pay sitam woh bhi her kissey key tarah Regards, Sardarzada |
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Apnay hoonton par sajana chahtaa hoon
Apnay hoonton par sajana chahtaa hoon
Aa tujhay gungunana chahta hoon tujhay Koi ansoo teray daaman per gir ker Boond ko mooti banana chahta hoon Thak gaya main kertay kertay yaad tujh ko Ab tujhay main yaaad aanaa chahtaa hoon Chaa rhaa hai saarey bastii main andheraa Rooshnii hooo ghar jalana chahtaa hooon Akhrii hijkiii teray zanooo pe aaie Mout bhi main shairaana chahtaa hoon Regards, Sardarzada
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God is dead! God remains dead! And we have killed him! How shall we console ourselves, the most murderous of all murderers? The holiest and the mightiest that the world has hitherto possessed, has bled to death under our knife.... |
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Dil ko ghum-e-hayat gavaraa hai in dinoon
Dil ko ghum-e-hayat gavaraa hai in dinoon
Pehlay jo dard tah wohi chara hai in dinoon Yeh dil zara sa dil terey yaad main khoo gaya Zaray ko aandhiyon ka saharaa hai in dinoon Tum aa sakoo tu shab ko barhaa doon kuch aur bhi Apnay kahey main subaah ka tara hai in dinooon Regards, Sardarzada
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God is dead! God remains dead! And we have killed him! How shall we console ourselves, the most murderous of all murderers? The holiest and the mightiest that the world has hitherto possessed, has bled to death under our knife.... |
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Hijr key pehley shaam kay saaye!
Hijr key pehley shaam kay saaye door ufaq tak chaaye the
Ham jab us kay sehr say niklay sab rastay saath laey the Jaanay who kiya sooch raha tah apnay dil main saarey raat Piyaar key baat kertay kertay us kay nain bhar aaye the Meray undar chaley the aandhey theek usii din pat gher key Jis din aapnay joorey main us nay kuch phool saajay the Us nay kitnay piyaar say apna kufr diya nazraanay main Hum apnay emaan ka soada jis say kernay aaye the Kissay jaatey meray badan say beetay lamhoon key khashboo Khwaabon key is bastii main kuch phool meray hamsaaye the Kissa piyara manzar tah jab dekh kay apnay saathi ko Pair pay baithey ik chiryaa nay apnay par phelaaye the Rukhsat kay din bheegi aankhon us ka who kehna haye qateel Tum ko loat hey jaana tah tu iss nagrii kyon aaye the Regards, Sardarzada
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God is dead! God remains dead! And we have killed him! How shall we console ourselves, the most murderous of all murderers? The holiest and the mightiest that the world has hitherto possessed, has bled to death under our knife.... |
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Joo bhi ghunchaa teray hoonton pay khilaa kerta hai
Joo bhi ghunchaa teray hoonton pay khilaa kerta hai
Woh mere tangii-e-damaan ka gilaa kerta hai Dair say aaj mera sir hai teray zanoo per Yeh who rutbaa hai joo shahoon ko mila kerta hai Main tu baitha hoon dabaye howii tufaan ko Tu meray dil kay dhraknay ka gila kerta hai Raat yoon chaand ko dekha hai nadii main raqsaan Jissay jhoomer teray maathay pay hilaa kerta hai Koun kaafir tujhay ilzaam-e-taghaful day ga Joo bhi kerta hai mohabbat ka gilla kerta hai Regards, Sardarzada
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God is dead! God remains dead! And we have killed him! How shall we console ourselves, the most murderous of all murderers? The holiest and the mightiest that the world has hitherto possessed, has bled to death under our knife.... |
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Angraaye per angraaye laitey hai raat judaii key
Angraaye per angraaye laitey hai raat judaii key
Tum kia samjho tum kia jaano baat mere tanhai key Koun sehaaye ghool raha hai waqt kay behtay darya main Main aankh jukii daikhey hai aaj kissey herjaai key Wisl key raat najaaney kyon israar tah un ko jaanay per Waqt say pehlay doob gaye taaron nay barey daanai key Urtay urtay aaas ka punchii dooor ufaq main doob gaya Rootay rootay baith gaye aawaaz kissey soodaii key Regards, Sardarzada
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God is dead! God remains dead! And we have killed him! How shall we console ourselves, the most murderous of all murderers? The holiest and the mightiest that the world has hitherto possessed, has bled to death under our knife.... |
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Germii-e-hasrat-e-nakaam say jal jaatay hain
Ham chara goon key tarah shaam say jal jaatay hain
Bach nikaltay hain ger aatah-e-siyaad say hum Shoola-e-aatish-e-gulfaam say jal jaatay hain Khud numaye tu nahii sheeva-e-arbaab-e-vafa Jin ko jalna hoo who araam say jal jaatay hain Shama jis main jaltey hai numaaish kay liye Hum usii aag main gum naam say jal jaatay hain Jab bhi aataa hai mera naam teray naam kay saath Jaanay kyon looog mere naam say jal jaatay hain Rabtaa bahim pay hain kiya Na kahain gay dushman Aashnaa jab teray paighaam say jal jaatay hain Regards, Sardarzada
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God is dead! God remains dead! And we have killed him! How shall we console ourselves, the most murderous of all murderers? The holiest and the mightiest that the world has hitherto possessed, has bled to death under our knife.... |
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Hasrat rang aaie the dil ko laga kay lay gaye
Hasrat rang aaie the dil ko laga kay lay gaye
Yaad the apnay aap ko yaad dilaa kay lay gaye Khaema gah-e-feraaq say khaema gah-e-wesaal tak Eik udaas sey ada mujh ko mana kay lay gaye Hijr main jal raha tah main aur pighal raha tah main Eik khunk sey roshanii mujh ko bujha kay lay gaye Eik shameem pur khayal shehr-e-khayal say hamain Khwaab dekha kay laye the khwaab dekha kay lay gaye Mehfil-e-rang-e-toor main khooon-e-jiger tha chahye Who mere noosh ab mujhay zehr pilaa kay lay gaye Tu kabhii sochna bhi mut kay tu nay ganvaa diya mujhay Mujh ko mere khayal key mooj baha kay lay gaye Regards, Sardarzada
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God is dead! God remains dead! And we have killed him! How shall we console ourselves, the most murderous of all murderers? The holiest and the mightiest that the world has hitherto possessed, has bled to death under our knife.... |
#9
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Mill ker juda hove tu
Mil ker juda hove tu na sooya karain gay hum
Ik doosray key yaad main rooya karain gay hum Ansoo chalak chalak kay satayn gay raaat bhar Mooti palak palak main proya karain gay hum Jab dooryon key aag diloon ko jalaye ge Jismoon ko chandnii main beghoya karain gay hum Ger day gaya dagha hamain tufaan bhi qateel Saahil pay kashtiyon ko doboyaa karain gay hum Regards, Sardarzada
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God is dead! God remains dead! And we have killed him! How shall we console ourselves, the most murderous of all murderers? The holiest and the mightiest that the world has hitherto possessed, has bled to death under our knife.... |
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Preshaan raat saarey hai sitaroo tum tu soo gao
Preshaan raat saarey hai sitaroo tum tu soo gao
Sakoot-e-marg tarey hai sitaroo tum tu soo gao Hansoo aur hanstay hanstay doobtay gao khayaloon main Hamain yeh raat bharey hai sitaroo tum tu soo gao Tumhain kiya aaj bhi koi ager milnay nahii aayaa Yeh bazii hum nay haarey hai sitaroo tum tu soo gao Kahey jaatay hoo roo roo kay hamara haal dunya say Yeh kaisey raaz daarey hai sitaroo tum tu soo gao Hamain tu aaj key shab poo phatnay tak jaagna hai Yahii kismat hamari hai sitaroo tum tu soo gao Hamain bhi neend aa gaye ge hum bhi soo hey gyan ge Abhii kuch beqararey hai sitaroo tum tu soo gaoo Regards, Sardarzada
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God is dead! God remains dead! And we have killed him! How shall we console ourselves, the most murderous of all murderers? The holiest and the mightiest that the world has hitherto possessed, has bled to death under our knife.... |
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