mere sheher k logon ki
ye adatian purani hain
k jab bhi rog lag jai
kisi ki aankh ka tara
zamin se door hu jai
tou ye roya nahe kertay
faqt palkon ke goshon per
zara ranjoor huta hai
dilon main aik lamhey ko
zara se thais uthti hai
aur phir wohi ronaqain,rangeenian
khamoshion ko rond daiti hian
faqat kuch siskian
rakh mian chingari ki manind
baqi rehti hian
hansi ghamnak chehron pe
phir se lot ati hai
mere shehrke logon ki
ye aadatain purani hain
nice one yaar
ReplyDeleterally liked it
i cahnge my poem into english check it i think now you will able to read it
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ReplyDeletethank you chiragh! your comments make me feel high!
ReplyDeletestay blessed!
hey Uz it went straight into the heart..
ReplyDeleteshows how the city -based people (some of them) are deprived of emotions...
faqt palkon ke goshon per
ReplyDeletezara ranjoor huta hai
i did not fully understand ds,... rest i loved a lot ,, pointing this coz it roke my flow... and i forgot wat i had understood :D !! nice poem uz !! sorry i forgot ur name again :(
thanks pink!
ReplyDeleteits infact about how woes and wounds of soul for some people are so perishing..
always love the way you appreciate..
@pretty
ReplyDeletepalkon ,"eye lashes or corners of eyes, as the whole line means
ranjoor is despair,gloom.
thanks forliking the rest! :)
p.s: uz ra! makes UZRA!!!:)
ReplyDeletebreath taking beautiful.
ReplyDeleteIts way sad to know that we're getting indifferent !!