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Kho gaye hum

Dil hi dil main
Kho gae hum
Saanso ke palko main
So gaye hum

So gaye hum in nasheele baahon main
Na rok saki yea dil
is haseen muskurahat se

Ret ke jaise pighal gae hum
NA pyaas bujhi
In hoton ki baarish se

Na pyaas bujhi
in hoton ki baarish se
Na raat guzri
in lamho ki tarikh se

Girti patto ki tarah
Kuch bol na pae hum
Na pae kuch bol
in phigle fulo ki tarah

Agar ho sake to
rokiye na humain
Hum naachis jaise
kitne aaenge

Ap ki roshan se phigal jaenge
Kho gaye hum mitti ki tarah
Paani ki tarah beh gaye hum


Dil hi dil main
kho gae hum
Saanso ke palko main
So gaye hum

- Saswati Barat
14 july 2009

Comments

Indrajit said…
Beautiful rendition of love, Gently expressed in words. There seemed to be a soothing aura created in the backdrop from where the feel of the poem gently sinks in.

Keep writing more. Tc. :)

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