Dream Girl

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Uljhi uljhi rehti woh khud mein,
Bahar se duniya suljhati hai woh

Chori chori kare woh batain khud se,
Raag mohabbat ke gaati hai woh

Anjaan si duniya mein hai rehti,
Kisse shaitani ke sunati hai woh

Masoom adaon se nazar ghumake,
Dil ki dehleez pe aati hai woh

Khwabon ka roshan basta pehan ke,
Khushiyon ke phool barsaati hai woh

Yaadon ke takiye bheeg jate mere,
Jab door nazar se jati hai woh

Shehzaadi hai rajkumar ke dil ki,
Aangan ko uske chamkati hai woh

Tareef mein uski likhun main kiesa,
Jeet jaye woh dil jahan jati hai woh.

Thank You
Gourav Sachdeva

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