By Rounak Kumar
Zindagi meri ek kavita hai mano jaha koi irshad nahi karta,
Hum bhi bhulne ki koshish karte hai sabko , ittefaq se koi hume bhi yad nahi karta,
Guzar lete hai log arse ek dusre ke sath par afsos hum par to koi ek pal bhi barbaad
nahi karta
Akhirkar adat ho gayi thi tanhaiyon me raat bitane ki,
Na to rahe the kise ke sahare hum na hi adat rahi thi kisi ko satane ki,
Mana ghir rakha tha main akelepan ke sawal me,
Par muskurata rehta tha har peher main isi bejaan si haal me,
Subah shaam ka ab hosh kaha mujhe,
Mere to arse best jate hai kisi ke khyaal me.
By Rounak Kumar
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