When there is something inside you, a suffocation, not being able to speak your mind, unable to react to the situation, then its only your Tears that help you gushing out all your weariness, all suffocation,all your inabilities... A silent protest to all that your heart doesnot want to follow... tears that give repose to the waves of weariness in your Heart...AANSHU….
Palkon se dhali
Hatheli pe ruki
Ye aansu nahi
Gum ke angare hain.
Phoot phoot jo
Bahe aankhon se
Dil ke jwalamukhi ka
Ye lava hai
Ye aansu nahi
Gum ka angara hai...
Dard jo quid na
Ho paye jehan mein
Aakhon se pighal kar
Beh chale
Ye ashq nahi mehaz
Is dard-e-dil ki dawa hai
Ye aansu gum ka angara
Dil ki jwalamuki ka lava hai....
Aankhon mein chamakti
Dard ki ye boonde
Thahri jo khilte labon pe
Gum ka ye noor
Zamane ke liye
Khushi ka chalawa hai….
Aankhon se nikle
Ye aansu
Mahaz nami nahi
Ghutan se bhare
Is mahaul mein
Fakhat jeene ka
ye sahara hai…
Ye aansu har
Dard ki dawa hai
Ye aansu har
dard ki dawa hai...
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