When we truly love someone the entire world seems to be pointing towards that one person. Every love song seems to be written for "Us" and every romantic movie seems to be "Our" story. Same thing happens when love turns around and shows us its "Not so Pretty" (Didn't want to use the word "Ugly") side. I think that Love and Hate are different expression of same feeling. Feeling of "having "Someone Special" and being "Someone's Special Someone" !!!!
Wo mitti ko khod kar
Apne sir pe utha leta hai
Jo kisi teeley ka guroor thi (Teela:A small heap of soil or sand)
Ya kisi lotan ka suroor thi (Lotan: The curved roads downhill,Ghat)
Use apna hi wajood bhula deta hai
Fir usmein pani milaataa hai
Jane Mitti kartaa hai geeli ?
Ya pani sukhaataa hai
Fir jo aye dil mein
Shakal use deta hai
Na bhaye to
Badal use deta hai
Thap -Thap- Thap-Thap
Chaak par
Jee bhare tak mitti aur wo
Ek dooje ki thapkiyan khate hain ...........
..........Jane kyon kumhaar ko mitti se khelte dekhkar
Mujhko "Hum" Yaad ate hain........
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