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fear of love

kareeb aao mat rok lo kadam,
pas itna hi aana ke zindgi me na aa sako,
tum ho to accha hai magar jaan lo,
dar tumhare hone se nahi tumhare khone se lagta hai..

tum kadam na badhana meri taaraf,
main kadam peeche kheech lunnga,
pta hai gir jaunga khaai me magar jaan lo,
hath badhana mat meri or dar tumhara hath choot jane se lagta hai..

sapno me jaana ab accha lagta hai,
jaag jaana kacchi neend me chahata nahi,
fir bhi kehte ho sach bataoge mujhe,
darr mujhe tumhara haseen sapna toot jane se lagta hai..

nafrat meri aankhko me duniya dekh leti hai,
tum na jane kyu pyar ki zidd karte ho,
dil me kisi or ko basake kis tarah tum,
mujhse dil lagane ki nazakat karte ho,
dil to laga lunga main tumse dard leke bhi lekin,
dar tumhara hi dil toot jaane se lagta hai..

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