Roz apne din charya mein
itne uljhe rehte hai ki bhul jate hai kitni sari cheezen
par aaj k din
aapka bina aapka 5th birthday
kaise mana le
shiv ratri ki dhoom rehti hai
par mann mein khalipan
kabhi kabhi dar lagta hai
ki kya bhul jaungi
aapka sparsh
aapki awaz
ya aapka presence
thode saalon ke baad !!
Bar bar wahi photo video
dekhti hu .
Sochti hu
kaisa lagta tha aapse gale lagna
Papa jab neend na aaye to kaise aap apna haath sir par
firate the aap
kahani , kisse sunate the
Bahut saare bhul gayi hu ab
Is liye dar lagta hai wo dhudhli yaadein aise hi gayab na ho jaye
Ab kabhi bhi woh lamha main jee nahipaungi
kaise hum philosophical baatein karte the
jab walk pe jaate the
ab kis se karu yeh sab share
darr lagta hai sari yaadein
dhudhli si ho rahi hai
kahi fisal na jaye
Chahiti hu aapki awaaz sunu dubara
jab aap humara naam pukare
fir chahe daantne k liye hi kyu na ho
kehte hai samay sab thik kar deta hai
yaha kuch thik nahi ho raha
abhi bhi aapki kami utni hi khalti hai jitni us din thi
aaj bhi ek kahlipan hai humari zindagi mein
aaj bhi aansu behte hai aapki yaad mein papa
Bus aapki awawz and sparsh ki anubhuti na dhudhla jaye is vyastha zindagi mein
Darr lagta hai
