Monday, February 20, 2012

Lov Poetry

Janu Aap Bohot Bure Hain
Jab Main Gher Sey Nikal Raha Tha
Chalty Chalty
Mery Seeny Sey Hat'tey PaL
Dheerey Sey Ek Sarghoshi Main
Usney Kaha Tha ..
Dekhain ,
Cahahy Kuch B Ho Jaye
RoOz Mujhy RING Ki-jiyega
Phir Jab Uskey Haath Aur Nazrain Dono Meri TIE Per Thi
Kehney Lagi ..
Aap Nahi Hotey Hain To Bohot Akeli Ho jati h0n
Chorr Nahi Sakty Yeh BUSINESS ?
Aap Mujhy Q Tarrpatey Hain . . ?
Acha Dekhain y0n Krtey Hain
Aik Din Khat Aur Aik Din Phone ..
Mainey Usko Boosa dE Ker
Usey Kaha Tha
Ab K Chahy Kuch Ho jaye
Khat Likhoun ga Phone Karon Ga
Haaye ! Lekin Khud Sar'Fitrat
Aur Kuch Karobar Ke Jhanjhat
Naa To Usko Phone Kya Tha
Aur Na Hi Koi Message,Naa Hi Card
Ab Jo Gher Ko Laut Raha h0n
Sooch Raha h0n
Tanhayi K Ye Do Haftey
Usper Sadiy0n Jese Hon gey
Lekin Ye B Jaanta Hey Dil
Usko Be'hadd Shikwey Honge
Tarrpi Hogi,
Chupp Ker Takiye Mai Raat0n Ko Rooyi Hogi
Khafa khafa Si
Lekin ..!
Gher Main Dakhil Ho ker
Main Uskey Maathy Per Ek Boosa Doun Ga
Un Honton Per Hoont Rakhon Ga
Aur Kah0n Ga..
Yar Mujhy Tum Yaad Aayi Thi,
Lamhy Lamhy Main
Soo Baar..
Bus Itna Hi Kehna h0ga..
Aur w0h Pagli Apna Sab Kuch s0np Kar Mujhko
Mere Seene Lag Jaye Gi
Phir Jab Uska Haath Aur Nazrain
Dono Mere Seene K baal0n Per h0n Gey
( w0h seena jo un ashk0n se bheega h0ga)
Sarg0shi Mai Mujhse Kahegi
Aap Bhaley Ab Kuch b Kar Lain Hargiz Ab Na Janey d0ngi
Sachi Janu Aap To Boht Bure Hain
Boht Bure Hain. . .*)

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