Tumhare hone k ehsas ko kaise bayan karun,
Tumhare liye jo chaha hai kaise lafzon me dhalun,
Tum jo nahi samajhte k thode der aur baat karne se kiya hasil hai…
Tumhare aawaz ka asar abhi kafir hai,
Timhe sun k jo mera bachpan laut aata hai..
Tum na samjoge kya mil jata hai…aur kya laut ata hai
Mere bhigi hue palkon ko mere kamzori na samajhna….bahut darta hun mai…ki mujhe na chod chalo
Phone jo rakh dete ho keh k ki bahut hua…aagey k baat phir karna
Tum nahi samjhte ho ki aagey kya hai..abhi jo wakt mila hai..wo phir kahan hai….
Tumhe kaise apna haal dikhlaoon k bayan karon….
Tumse kaise kahoon k abhi he hai wakt, kar lo thode der baat aur k wo wakt nahi ata aur wo baten bhool jatey hain…
Tumhare kisson ko yaad kar k khush hotey hain tab…….jab tum phone nahi karte ho na chitthi likhtey ho
Tum chale jatey ho phone kaat k nahane jab to man bheeg jata hai ki yaad hai sab… mujhe yaad hai sab
-For my father
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