I miss you

tanha beth kr tumhari tasveer se hazaro baste krta hu...
“wo kehti h suno jaana…
mohbbt mom ka ghr h,kahi
kisi or ki chahat
pighla na de is ghr ko….
m khta hu..jis dil ne zara si
mohbbt ki ho,waha fir kuch
or ho to
ho,mohabbt fir ho nahi skti….
wo khti h…sada ese hi
chahega kya,ki ab is chahat
me zara si bhi
kami m gawara kr nahi skti…
m khta hu…mujhe tumne
sikhaya h mohabbt
krna,mujhe tumse mohabbt
ke siwa kuch nahi aata…
wo khti h..judai se bahut drta
h dil mera,ki ab tumse hatkr
khud ko
dekhna mumkin nahi h…
m khta hu..yahi sdme mujhe
satate h...mgr sach h..judai to
mohabbt me
sath sath chlti h….
wo khti h…kya bhula payega
mujhe,meri bate,meri yade…
m khta hu.. Kabhi socha nai
mene is bare me,agr ek pl ko
bhi sochta hu
to sanse rukne lgti h….
wo khti h…mujhe is kadar
diwangi se dekhte kyu ho,ki
m khud ko bahut
kimti mehsus krne lagti hu…
m khta hu…khud ko meri
nzro se dekho tum jaan jaogi
kyu h meri
diwangi itni tumhare
liye,tumhe jb dekhta hu to
jindgi mhsus krta
hu…
wo khti h..bahut bate banate
ho tum,magar sach
h,tumhari ye baate khush
rkhti hain...
main kehta hu ye baate hi toh
hain... kuch pal zindgi k
tumhare sath kat jate... fir toh
dur tak tanhai aur tumhari
yaade....