Ek din maut mere paas aake
ruki,aur kaha...
Mujhhe le jaanaa hai tumhe.
zara sa bhi darr nahi lagaa.
koi gila nahi thi...
main shauq se maut ke raaste par chal padi.
achanak beech raaste mein khayal aaya...
akhir main janmi thi kis liye!
mujhhe kisi manzil ka intezaar tha.
yeh adhuri zindagi chhodke main
kaise jaa sakti hoon!
us i pal,aankh khuli,
pata chala woh maut nahi...
sapna tha,jo kuch der mere
khayalon me aake rooka tha..............
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rishton ki milawatein ho jati hai dil mein , benaam rishton se hi lehek jati hoon... marasim aise na bante dekha kabhi chhoone se pahle ...
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Pushkin is my mom's Guruji's nephew.I don't know him.I never met him.He must be younger than me.Just very recently I saw his pic... -
jab bhi teri ankhein bolti hai Urdu Urdu si hawaah chalti hai... aksar nam aankhon mein teri, meri baatein bhig jati hain... ek ghazal ubhar...
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