I do not know the star position of the moment I thought of creating myself a blog. Whatever, at the back of my mind there must have been a feel for the need of a vent, a vent to my poetic diction.This feel, rather want, was being continuously suppressed by me for long . Again I say, I do not know how the mistle outmiffed to be a hale hailstorm.
Friday, November 19, 2010
wo mohabbat nahi samajhte hum revayet nahi samajhte hain
tajawuz kiya dil ne qarar se ye apne nahi samajhte hain
khak ye char roza zindagani jo khaali ho talluq se
wo talluq nahi samajhte hain hum tark e talluq nahi samajhte hain
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