Pyari BetiA Poem by Pleasure_Believe in yourselfPapa mai chotti se badii hogyi, Pakad k aapka ungli, Jane anjaneme kadam milake
chalpadi kitni durr. Papa mai chotti se badi hogyi... Janat dikhaye, manjill dilaye,
chal k sath meri Papa ye sath ko kabhi na mit ne
dena. Ye bheed tanha duniya me, mera kabhi
ye ungli na chhodna. Aaj bhi khone ka darr he mjhe, Aaj bhi bheed se darti hu me. Papa me chotti se badi toh hui, Aaj ehsaas ki wo ansu aapka jab
rone lage the, kabhi leke mjhe apne baho me. Papa mai parayi toh hu, Toh hu kiski apni, Aise ghurr ti he ye duniya mjhe
sharam se narmi jati hu mai. Akele me Na himmat hoti he suraj
ki roshni ko chhune ar nahi is saffar pe kadam rakhne Na koi umeed rakhti hu kabhi
kisise na koi shikwa karti hu kisika, Fir bhi kyu milti he mjhe hi saja
ar kehlati hu baad me tu he nirbhaya. Kaisi he ye duniya na sharam na
haya bas he koi toh sirf dard bhara tanha tanha ar tanha. © 2014 Pleasure_Believe in yourself |
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Added on September 23, 2014 Last Updated on September 23, 2014 Author
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