I know this chapter should be English translation of last poem, but was feeling little low so to boost myself up I created this.
Ask apna dhunte rahe jaha me,
Ansh mila,
Zarra mila,Lekin nakl-e-aina na mila.
Khuda ne zaat to bana di kai,
Phir bhi insani fitrat se use kinara na mila.Phool kai, phir b har phool ki mehak he juda.
Rooh kai, phir bhi har rooh ki sakshiyat he juda.
Thak k haar maan li akhir.
Maan liya duniya me koi humsa nahi.Lol.
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Ba-bye
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RandomA hindi poem collection written straight from my heart, with its English translation. Gift for Sona, love, haffi, lallan and my cruella.