aaj chaand bhi apni bebasi pe roya hoga..
shayad uski raat ko kisi andhere ne chhupa liya..
khamoshi ne awaaz me dard piroya hoga..
shayad kisi khwaab ne meri tanhai ko chura liya..
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kuchh yaado ki mithaas aksar apna zayka palko pe chhod jaati hai..
kuchh baate aksar aakho me nami le aati hai..
kuchh barisho aur kuchh haseen nagmo ka fasana tha..
par khwaabo ka kya hai,unko to ekdin jal hi jana tha..
mere astitva ki lehro me jo pal beh ke aa gaye the..
jinka muqaam meri khushi me ghar basana tha..
ek roz unhe sagar ki gehrai me ghul hi jana tha..
khwaabo ka kya hai,unko to ekdin jal hi jana tha..
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just taking life as it unfolds, finding answers to truths untold, striving hard to talk to my heart and soul, and trying to figure out - this mystic society and my inhumane role
Saturday, June 12, 2010
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