Tera fikr krna mere mun ko yu mohit krdeta hai jaise madhumakhi ka fool se ras choosna mithas ko janm deta hai
Vakt kum hone ke vavjood mere liye wo chand pal nikalna poore din ko khoobsurat bna deta hai jis tarah ghar ki safai koi tyohaar aane pe hona sb chijo ko chamka deta hai
Mere khane sone ki parvaah kar tu mujhe gad gad kar deta hai
Mujhse yu betahashaasha prem kar mere jeevan ko ullas se bhar deta hai
Huste khelte ladte poora din yuhi vyateet krdeti hu
Tere sath sab kuch kar har chij ka maja le leti hu
Pta ni chlta yu vakt kha hi Gujar gya
Vakt nikalte vakt hi ni lagta ki tu kab sone chla gya
Ek ek pal ek ek baate yaad na rehti mjhe yeh khoob smjhti hu
Parantu Tu teri har khushi ka gyaan h mujhe tabhi teko khush kar deti hu
Teri aankho main wo chamak dekh meri aankhe bhar aati hai
Tera is tarah mere liye pyaar dkh meri roo kaap jati h
Sochti hu ab vakt aagya tujhe alag sthar par smjhne ka
Wo har mumkin chij krne ka or tujhse karwaane ka
Jeevan m uch nich hui jisne brahm tere liye paida kia
Tera yeh bekaraar pyaar dekh us brahma ko jatt se tod dia
Ab samay h har chot par malham lagane ka
Kaate nikal fek tujhme poori tarah doob jane ka
Itna andar basana hai tujhe ki tu bhi upar na aa paye kbhi
Itna ghusna hai tujhme ki sara jahan dkh
jaye yahi
Baat bs ab yeh kehkar main idhr hi khatam karti hu
Jaan tha tu mera jaan hai abhi jaan hi rehna bhul na jaana mjhe kbhi
Bhul na jana kabhi.....
- Parul Sharma
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