Khamosiyaan....

My heart was lost days ago It has become your shadow refusing to come back. wherever I see I feel you are there nothing is seen except you you don't let me sleep at nights how shall I rest? you don't let me wake at morns 'cos you are in my dreams.........

As I remember the first fair touch Of those beautiful hands that I love so much, I seem to thrill as I then was thrilled, Kissing the glove that I found unfilled- When I met your gaze, and the queenly bow, As you said to me, laughingly, 'Keep it now! '... And dazed and alone in a dream I stand, Kissing this ghost of your beautiful hand. When first I loved, in the long ago, And held your hand as I told you so- Pressed and caressed it and gave it a kiss And said 'I could die for a hand like this! ' Little I dreamed love's fullness yet Had to ripen when eyes were wet And prayers were vain in their wild demands For one warm touch of your beautiful hands....

ग़लतियों से जुदा तू भी नही, मैं भी नही, दोनो इंसान हैं, खुदा तू भी नही, मैं भी नही .. " तू मुझे ओर मैं तुझे इल्ज़ाम देते हैं मगर, अपने अंदर झाँकता तू भी नही, मैं भी नही " .. " ग़लत फ़हमियों ने कर दी दोनो मैं पैदा दूरियाँ, वरना फितरत का बुरा तू भी नही, मैं भी नही..