Asa kya hai jiski mujhe talaash hai..
kyu sb kuch hote hue bhi.. naa kuch lagta khass hai..
Kyu ghr me rehte hue bhi banjaari ek aas hai..
kyu kisi k rooth jane par use mamane ki bs pyaas hai..
kyu sbke sath hone par bhi..
tanhaiyo me beeti raat hai..
kyu akele rehne par lagti duniya raaz hai..
kyu nahi reh pati hu us ek ke bina..
jb reh leti hu.. bina khud k..
kyu beet jati hai jindagani meri..
us ek ki jindgi me..
kyu uske jane par ho jati hu itni gumsum mai..
kyu bs uski muskaan he meri khushi ki wajh bne..
kyu har pal har ghadi.. ehsaas uska mujhko rahe...
kyu uski ek ahat me bhi uska sath mujhko mile..
kyu wo naa samjh pata mere is pyaar ko..
kyu naa samjh pata in choti moti takrar ko..
yahi to hame pass lati hai har bar..
aur use mera bna k juda kr jati h har baar
RASHMI CHOURASIA
आप पढ़ रहे हैं
DARD...The Pain Of My Heart.
PoetryThis book is a collection of my poetry. Poems that are not just few words with rhyming.. but they are feelings engraved in pain and emotions. They are not just words but my life.
