raaten sachchii hain din jhuute hain

Chaahe tum meree beenaa.ee khurach Daalo phir bhee apne khvaab nahin chhoDoongaa Un kee lazzat aur aziyyat se main apna koi ahd nahin toDoongaa Tez nazar naa-beenaaon kee aabaadee men Kyaa main apne dhyaan kee ye poonjee bhee ginvaa duun Haan mere khawabon ko tumhaaree sub.hon kee sard aur saaya-goon taabeeron se nafrat hai In sub.hon ne shaam ke haathon ab tak jitne suraj beche Vo sab ik barfaanee bhaap kee chamkeelee aur chakkar khaatee golaa.ee the So mere khawabon kee raaten jaltee aur dahaktee raaten Aisee yakh-basta taabeeron ke har din se achchhee hain aur sachchee bhee hain Jis men dhundlaa chakkar khaataa chamkeelaa-pan chhe atraaf kaa rog banaa hai Mere andhere bhee sachche hain Aur tumhaare ''rog ujaale'' bhee jhooTe hain Raaten sachchee hain din jhooTe Jab tak din jhooTe hain jab tak Raaten sahnaa aur apne khawabon men rahnaa Khvaabon ko bahkaane vaale din ke ujaalon se achchhaa hai Haan main bahkaaon kee dhund nahin oDhoongaa Chaahe tum meree beenaa.ee khurach Daalo main phir bhee apne khvaab nahin chhoDoongaa Apnaa ahd nahin toDoongaa Yahee to bas meraa sab kuch hai Maah o saal ke ghaarat-gar se meree Thanee hai Meree jaan par aan banee hai Chaahe kuch ho mere aakhiree saans talak ab chaahe kuch ho Chahe tum meri binai khurach Dalo phir bhi apne KHwab nahin chhoDunga Un ki lazzat aur aziyyat se main apna koi ahd nahin toDunga Tez nazar na-binaon ki aabaadi mein Kya main apne dhyan ki ye punji bhi ginwa dun Han mere KHwabon ko tumhaari subhon ki sard aur saya-gun tabiron se nafrat hai In subhon ne sham ke hathon ab tak jitne suraj beche Wo sab ek barfani bhap ki chamkili aur chakkar khati golai the So mere KHwabon ki raaten jalti aur dahakti raaten Aisi yaKH-basta tabiron ke har din se achchhi hain aur sachchi bhi hain Jis mein dhundla chakkar khata chamkila-pan chhe atraf ka rog bana hai Mere andhere bhi sachche hain Aur tumhaare rog ujale bhi jhuTe hain Raaten sachchi hain din jhuTe Jab tak din jhuTe hain jab tak Raaten sahna aur apne KHwabon mein rahna KHwabon ko bahkane wale din ke ujalon se achchha hai Han main bahkaon ki dhund nahin oDhunga Chahe tum meri binai khurach Dalo main phir bhi apne KHwab nahin chhoDunga Apna ahd nahin toDunga Yahi to bas mera sab kuch hai Mah o sal ke ghaarat-gar se meri Thani hai Meri jaan par aan bani hai Chahe kuch ho mere aaKHiri sans talak ab chahe kuch ho