sirhane mein sukoon tha itna ke
aankhon mein khwab baraste the..
ab bhi kabhi luka chhipi karta tera chahra
aa jata hai saamne....khil jati hoon...
magar aksar yun bhi hota hai ke..
khwabon ka sannata andha kar jata hai...
palke khuli hai ya bandh pata nahin chalta..
saans bandh rahti hai
jab taq us andhere ko chir ke
tera chahra nazar nahin ata...
tab taq saans dhoondti hoon main...
tab taq sirhane mein sannata jari rahta hai...
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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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