जब कभी भी बात चलेगी हमारे अफ़साने की दुनिया में
काश मेरा नाम हमेशा तेरे नाम से पहले आया होता
अगर ये किस्मत दगा नहीं करती हमसे मोहब्बत में
तेरे प्यार की खुशबू ने मेरी ज़िंदगी को महकाया होता
बडा सुहाना सफर था जो गुजर गया ज़िंदगी की तरह
काश हमने तुमको कभी अपनी ज़िंदगी ना बताया होता
अगर कभी यह बता देते की वफ़ा से तुम्हे इतनी नफरत है
तो इस 'विजय' ने शायद तुम्हे कभी इतना ना सताया होता
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1 comment:
very nicely expressed vijay. i like the last two stanzas where the realization is there, and i cud feel even a willingness to accept n follow the truth.
you know i dunno how can anyone in this world define love.. but so far i still feel love is something tht stays..be a person...or feelings.. they shud b there with you n the person shall make sure u feel that.. but i guess that person who leaves n breaks the bonds..i guess they never understood the real person in their love.. n hence they shudnt be mistakenly considered as the ones who broke us.. coz they neevr knew the person within us..
love is word, which has become a commodity now.. it shud still b kept precious n used for only those who stand by you thru certain phases of our life.. else its importance is lessened..
its a special word..shud b used for the one who every day stays with u n maks u feel that no matter what we loose...loosing hpe in life still wud never b worth jus coz of sumone..
anyways..i kinda drifted off the topic.. nice poem..
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