Kamsin umr mein kitna aasaan hota hai...
Jitni lambi sohbat us rangrez ki milti hai,
Utna hi gehra rooh par uska rang chadhta jaata hai.
Phir na jaane kab uski rangat mein yun fanaah ho jaate hain hum,
Ki apne hi wajood ki talaash mein bhatakne lagte hain.
Ajeeb dastoor hai ishq-e-insaan ka bhi,
Rangrez toh apni hunarmandi dikha kar chala jaata hai,
Magar uske chhode hue rang se nikalna aasaan nahi hota.
Aur gar kabhi woh rangrez darmiyaan-e-safar haath chhod de,
Toh khud se khud tak ka safar tay karne mein,
Ek umr guzar jaati hai...
~🖋️Poulami©
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