Kyon

Kyon hota hai aisa,

ki insaan vafa karte karte bhi bewafaa kehlaata hai?

kisi ka sab kuchch hokar bhi,
us se keh nahin pata hai.

Kyon zindagi jeene ki khwaahish,
kisi aur ki zindagi se jud jaati hai ?
uski zindagi ki har khushi
apni zindagi me bahaar laati hai ?

Kyon ek pal ki bhi doori,
dili rishton ki nazdeekiyat ka ehsas dilaati hai ?
Kyon vahi doori,
ek din faasle ban jaati hai ?

Kyon pyaar ke,
maaine badal jaate hain ?
Pyar me kahe hue shabd,
sirf shabd hi ban ke reh jaate hain ?

Kyon vo saare khat,
kagaz ke tukde ho jaate hain ?
Unme likhe khwaabon ke aks,
sirf syaahi ke rang ban jaate hain ?

Kyon khwaabon ki jagenh,
neendein le leti hain ?
Kyon zindagi ke vo din,
zindagi se mitaane ki dil me aati hai ?

Kyon hota hai aisa,
ki insaan vafa karte karte bhi bewafa kehlaata hai ?
Kisi ka sab kuchch hokar bhi,
us se keh nahin pata hai.

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Categories: Grown-Up Poetry, Poetry

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