Sunday, June 28, 2009

The night walked down the sky with the moon in her hand


Hmm...what to say about this chap..Moon is my best friend..has always been there for me...it's a patient listener, silent observer. It pacifies me when ever I am sad or stressed and cheers me up.
I wrote these lines for my dear friend some time back.

Jo karta hai mujhse bahot saari baaten

Jiske saath ho jati hain meethi raaten

Hai yeh mera bahot purana saathi

Iski har chandni mujhe dheeme se hai chhoo jati


Iske sath guzara har lamha khaas hai

Jab bhi chahoon yeh mere paas hai

Lekin jab chhupta hai baadlon ke peechhe

Lagta hai yeh mujhse naraaz hai


jab iska sath deti hain barsaat

aur bhi khoobsurat ho jati hai raat

padti hai jab chandni boondon par

aisa lagta hai ki mil gaya ho har manzar


log kehte hain chand mein daag hai

uski chandni sooraj ki aag hai

humara rishta kaise samjhaoon main

mere liye to mere har geet ka raag hai



3 comments:

  1. Mashsha allah!
    Aap kab se kavitayen likne lagin?
    And a surprise to me,, "U r blogging!" :D wow! Its a very nice territory where u can explore various facets of not only urs but other's lives too.
    Waise kisne inspire kara iske liye (ny ways the answer is known to every one :)??
    Keep posting!!Enjoy!!

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  2. Thanks hai ji ...I always thought its not my cup of tea..that was the biggest inspiration..encouraging comments from you guys would keep me motivated..
    :)

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  3. Here is the luminous sparkle in litted moon's words...keep writting honey..Written insights impress many at one go......and its very beautiful.

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