Ik dil walo ki basti thi
Jahan chand or sooraj rahty thy
Kuch sooraj man ka pagal tha
Kuch chand bhi shookh or chanchal tha
Basti basti phirty thay
Her pal hanstay rahtay thay
Phir ik din dono rooth gay
Aur sary sapny toot gay
Ab chand bhi us waqt aata hai
Sooraj jab so jata hai
Badal shab se kehty hain
Sooraj uljha rehta hai
Chand kay saath sitary hain
Per sooraj tanha rahta hai
"The world and all the things in the world are precious but the most precious thing in the world is a Virtuous Woman."
- Prophet Muhmmad, Sal Allahu 'Alayhi wa Sallam
wonderful, how nicely written and expressed...
~Ye Dard Ka Tufaan Guzra kyu nahi..Dil Toot Gayaa Hai To Bikhra kyu nahi..Ek Hi Shakhs Ko Chahta Hai kyu Itna..Koi Dusra Is Dil Me Utarta kyu nahi~