Wo mujh se pucha karti thi....
Ye jo tum lafz likhte ho Ye jo tum
harf bunte ho Yon hi benam jazbon
ko Haseen ik rang dete ho..
Tehe dil min chupi baten Jise tum
yon sunate ho Ye kis k nam karte ho
Bhala wo kon he
janaa Jo yon neenden churati he
Rag-o-jan main utarti he.
Tumhare dil min basti he Bhala wo
husn ka pekar Zara hum ko bhi batlao
Bhala wo kon he hamdam Bhala wo
kon he hamdam....?
Min sun kar sabhi ye baten Bahut
dhire se hansta tha Use bechen karta
tha Min us ko yon satata tha Min
kehta tha''''
Min bataon ga Jab us ka waqt aye ga
Abhi kuch der baqi he Wo kehti thi
Mujhe ye khof
he janaa__Kahin tum der na kardo...
Mujhe ye maan tha khud par K behte
waqt ka dhara Min us muthi min bhar
lon ga Magr shayad…!!!!!!Use jane ki
jaldi thi.
K iqrare wafa k din Wo chanchal
shokh si larki Aur us k jhilmilate
naein Manon matti min ja soye Min us
ko dhundhta hon ab.
Min khud ko rolta hon ab Use kese
bataon sab K min jo lafz likhta tha K min
jo harf bunta tha Usi k nam karta tha
Min kese kahon ye ab K han janaa……!
Tumhen jo khof lahaq tha Wo to ho gaya
mujh se Meri khali he muthi ab Han
main ne dair kar di he Bht hi dair kar di
he...
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