बड़े धीमें से फ़ासला
यूँ बीच में घर करता था,
और एक कदम को जब
ज़रा सा बढ़ता था,
सूखी आँख में कोई
निशाँ सा बनता था |
जो पूछ देते थे
आँखों में झाँकने वाले
के इन्हें हुआ क्या है?
मैं कह देता था -
"कुछ नहीं बस...
इक खाब ही था... ,
जो इन आँखों को
जख्मी करता था !"
...बड़े धीमे से फ़ासला ,
यूँ बीच में घर करता था... |
Description : Very slowly there creeps in differences between the lover and the beloved.
and as the distance grows a little greater, it puts hard pain in the already dried eyes of the
lover and there by such signs can be clearly seen in the eyes.
When asked by the near and dear ones about what had happened to yours eyes? He used to
honestly reply- "Its nothing but there was a dream in the eyes for so long and it had been
paining like a thorn there and thus there is the sign in the eyes." and now the distances are there.
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