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Haseen Chaand

A double treat for my readers - since I was inactive for long, I thought of putting up two pieces at the same time. Heavy dose for you guys?? :P

Phool khilte hain baharon mein gar jo aate ho tum
Jo na bhi aawo toh mitte rahe ye gul phir bhi,

Saansein meri ruk-ruk ke chalti hain jo na ho tum
Aur jo ho bhi tum to rukti nahi kambhakt phir bhi,

Zinda hua raat ki chaa gaya taaron ka jaal
Saba ki yaad mein rota hai ye dil phir bhi,

Aayi hai maut bankar abki saba ki khusboo
Na bhoolega dil sab me uge haseen chaand ko phir bhi.
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Ankur Mohan Sinha said…
malum padta hai janab ne haseen chaand ki chaandni me dube hue kafi rate nikali hain issko lihkne me...
the inspiration must be as beautiful as the writing
10 November 2008 at 21:48
Ankur Mohan Sinha said…
malum padta hai janab ne haseen chaand ki chaandni me dube hue kafi rate nikali hain issko lihkne me...
the inspiration must be as beautiful as the writing
10 November 2008 at 21:48
Anonymous said…
kya baat hai bhai...aaj kal badi gehraai dekhti hai teri likhawat me ......
3 February 2009 at 01:02
SATYAANVESHI said…
Zabardast janaab! "Saansein meri ruk-ruk ke chalti hain jo na ho tum
Aur jo ho bhi tum to rukti nahi kambhakt phir bhi", ye to ghazab hi tha :)
24 August 2009 at 09:05
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