Love Poetry

Bus yunhi rasmi rasmi sa

Ik be-mafhoom ta�aruf tha

Us ne mera number mang liya

Phir ik din telifone kiya

Phir fone kiya..

Phir fone kiya..

Ik roz thi barish zoro�n per

Baadal garjay, Bijli chamki

Phir boondai�n barsi khirki per

Tab uska telifone aya

Be-saakhta meine us se kaha

Barsaat mein tanhai ki saza

Kyun deti ho?

Kyun karti ho tum fone mujhy?

Kuch lamho�n tak wo chup si rahi

Phir kehnay lagi:

Jo aap ka dheema lehja hai

Mujhy be-hadd acha lagta hai

Awaaz jo ap k honto�n se

Tashna kaano�n tak aati hai

MUJHY �USKI� YAAD DILATI HAI�!