Kuch karna, kehna, sunna, sunana
Saab zaaya lagta hai
Shayad jo lagta hai, sahi lagta hai
Ajkal toh dilbhi mera kisi chiz pe nehi lagta hai
Sochne ki baat hai ke bartaav itna kyu badla?
Mausam ke jaise badalte thhe, par itna kabhi na badla
Sochne ki baat hai ke itne dard-e-saar kyu bane?
Jiski koyi kami nehi, ussika mushayra hum likh chale
Daulat-e-dil ko sabse ahem mante thhe
Na daulat mili, na dil–jo hum thhe,
Woh shaks bhi na rahe
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Author:
Lheom (Pseudonym) (
Online) - Published: September 27th, 2025 20:40
- Comment from author about the poem: A personal reflection, of sorts.
- Category: Reflection
- Views: 1
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