imprints of time in black n white
कुछ लफ्ज़ हैंपिघले हुए से ;आँख की कोर पेअटके हुए
मीचता हूँ, मसलता हूँहारता हूँहर बार !और लफ्ज़ चिपके रहते हैं
सोचा इनमे कलम डुबाकरकाग़ज़ पर जड़ दूँपर डरता हूँकलम की नोक की चुभन से
हाथ बढाता हूँरुक जाता हूँहारता हूँहर बार !
hmmmso delicately painful again.waise kaagaj pe to jad to diye hi.dost issme haar waali bhi koi baat nahi hai ...anything that leads to such a good poem is worth it :)
' ...anything that leads to such a good poem is worth it :) 'agree. every bit of it...
Good hai (as usual, by default). painful bhi hai (by default). A poem that is worth pain and tears is worth...par kuch missing hai :(
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hmmm
so delicately painful again.
waise kaagaj pe to jad to diye hi.
dost issme haar waali bhi koi baat nahi hai ...anything that leads to such a good poem is worth it :)
' ...anything that leads to such a good poem is worth it :) '
agree. every bit of it...
Good hai (as usual, by default). painful bhi hai (by default). A poem that is worth pain and tears is worth...par kuch missing hai :(
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