ek tees si uthti hai
ek dard sa hota hai
tere pyar mein yeh dil
kabhi hansta hai
tou kabhi rota hai
tu haath mera thaam le
yeh guma har pal hota hai...
par jab tees si uthti hai
yeh dil phir se rota hai
jindagi mein na jane kyun
ek mod esa bhi hota hai
rahon par chalte huemusafir
rasta bhi khota hai
manzil jab dhundhli ho
tou rasta bhar hi hota hai
takha hua ek musafir
meel ke pathar par bhi sota hai !!
Lot of imrpovement required... Poem is not alll about rhyming.... Keep writing...dost.
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