Bhot udaas hai Kuch din se zindagi ye meri Teri judaai ne chini hai Har khushi meri Nazre tarasti hai tera didaar hone ko Dil majboor hota hai tumhe phir Pyaar karne ko Bethi Hu teri raah me palke bichaay Oohh! door Rehne wale tum bhot Yaad aay

Anam Siddiqui

Ek toh aapse mulaqat nhi hoti Hoti toh hai par hasrat puri nhi hoti Chatting karke dil Bharta nhi hai Kyuki usme aapki awaaz Nhi hoti❤️

Anam Siddiqui

Aay the farishte aaj meri maut Ka farmaan lekar Mene muskura kar Keh diye Koi pehle hi chala gaya hai Meri Jaan lekar

Anam Siddiqui

The last place I traveled was Ye jo kuch silsile hai jinke darwaze Ab band ho chuke he Unki kitaben phir khulegi ek din Hisab hoga, haa! Hisab hoga Tumhara bhi hoga, Humara bhi hoga Par uss din jo khuda hoga wo sabka ek hi hoga, Tumhare alfazo ka bhi hisab hoga, Hamari khamoshi ka bhi hisab hoga. Hamare gunahon ka bhi hisab hoga, Tumhare nekiyon ka bhi hisab hoga Haa! Wo wahi din hoga jisdin maut ko bhi maut aaygi aur tujhe ek pal ki bhi mahulat nhi mil paayhi Kyuki wahi to wo abadi aur barbaadi ka din hoga Kyuki usi din to Qayamat aaygi

Anam Siddiqui

Bade khudgarz ho tum Jaan, jaanlo ke jaan gaye Hum ke Nafrat-e-marz ho tum Jo jaankar bhi lautana nahi chahte Wo karz ho tum Tum toh bhul gay hamne par Aaj bhi hamare farz ho tum

Anam Siddiqui