Aksar
In sannato ke
oonche aasman mein
Khula chhoda hai khud ko.
Chatakti haddiyan
Bikhra wajood
Anant zakhmon ke bawzood
Toda-foda hai khud ko.
Her roz marta hoon
Aks bigad jaata hai
Har baar phir se mujhme
Naya aks ubhar jaata hai.
04 February, 2007
Phynix
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