kafan ho gar sar pe mere,
naam unka uspe likhna.
dafn ho gar saans mere,
ek kalma unka padhna.
saans me thi basti chahat,
sar pe nishan unke labon ke.
sun lo aiye duniya ke logon,
ham jiye the unpe mar ke.
unke keshu ki woh khushbu,
aaj bhi mere badan par.
unki aahat , unki chahat,
aaj bhi chhati hai mann par.
woh masiha is jahaan ke,
main bikharta ek kaafir.
kya chale koi manjilon ko,
sath gar un saa musaafir.
These blogs r fondest of my words, closest to my bosom, deeply enriched with the outcomes of an introspective sojourn.... The panoramic view of sinusoidal life and its adornments ....
Saturday, April 19, 2008
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