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Phir Kabhi Milunga Tujhse

Nov 9, 2022
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By Harsh Goyal


Ke phir kabhi milunga tujhse

Agar kisi mod par hum takra Gaye

Niharunga tujhe phirse

Agar kisi ek se raste pe hum aa gaye

Baat karu ya na karu

Ke baat karu ya na karu

Lekin niharunga tujhse phirse

Jo ek raste pe hum agar aa gye

Agar kisi mod par hum takra gaye


Ke barso purani ho gye hamari yeh dasta

Heer or ranjhe se bhi mashoor ho gyi meri tere liye thi jo aastha

Baatein toh thi mujhpar kehni ko

Lekin tune na kabhi mud kar dekha tha

Bataunga woh bhi tujhe kabhi

Jo agar ek hua kabhi tera or mera rasta


Ke heer or ranjha Laila or majnu tereko bada pyaara tha lekin mereko na kabhi yeh palle padha

Pyaar toh karta tha tujhse me bohot lekin tune sayad na kabhi mere dil ko suna


Har waqt rehta tha busy lekin tujhko hamesha tha reply kara

Ke har waqt rehta tha busy lekin tereko hamesha tha reply kara

Wajah nhi hoti thi karne ko lekin hamesha tha maine apna pyaar jahir kara


Galat bolo bhi me kisko

Pasand woh meri pyaari hai

Alag thi hamari kahani

Kyuki ladli woh meri sabse nyari hai





Hamesha har koi hai bolta

Ki maine tha tujhko pyaar kiya lekin nikli thi tu bewafa

Lekin kya tumne tha kabhi yeh socha ki usne tumse milne ke liye kya kya nhi kiya


Jhoot usne Ghar par bole

Daat woh tumhare liye sunti thi

Choot thi tumko lagti lekin dard toh woh bhi bhogri thi

Tumne tha kiya message ka reply yeh tha tumko hamesha dikhta

Lekin tumhare liye kiya tha usne hazaro ko block yeh toh tujhe kabhi nhi soghta


Ha ho gyi thi hamare beech me bhi misunderstanding jo raste alag alag hi gye they

Tu sahi woh galat yeh kehne wale bhi ab khade sath me ho gye they

Lekin pyaar toh tha tu mera or me tera

Yeh kehne wale toh ab kahi lupt se ho gaye they na jane kaha ab woh log kho gaye they


Baatein toh or bhi hai tujhe batlane ko

Ishq ko apne jatlane ko

Lekin milunga tujhse Jo kabhi kisi raste hum takra gye niharunga jo kabhi raste pe ek hum agar aa gaye....


By Harsh Goyal




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