झुका के गर्दन जो हम
निकले गली से
वो समझे
बेसहारा, मायूस हो गए
उनको खबर क्या
हम दर्द पलकों पे उनका
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Destitute, and upset to us
but does they know
those who were thirsting
for the identity
they asks us
our identity
they don’t know
such ways
starts from my home
And when we left
the city
They were having
our fun logo
They don’t know….
after giving the shelter to them
निकले गली से
वो समझे
बेसहारा, मायूस हो गए
उनको खबर क्या
हम दर्द पलकों पे उनका
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तरसते थे पहचान को जो
वो हमसे हमारी पहचान पूछते हैं
उनको खबर क्या
ऐसे कई रास्ते अपने
घर से निकलते हैं
और छोड़ा जो शहर तो
वो हमारा मजाक लोगो से कर गए
उनको खबर क्या
आशियाना उन्हें देकर
हम कैसे बेघर हो गए
Bending the neck
When we pass from
their
street
street
They understand
Destitute, and upset to us
but does they know
How much pain and hurt
We nabbed on the eyelids
It, we know only.
those who were thirsting
for the identity
they asks us
our identity
they don’t know
such ways
starts from my home
And when we left
the city
They were having
our fun logo
They don’t know….
after giving the shelter to them
We have become homeless