Hindi love poem - TUM THE

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HINDI LOVE POEM - TUM THE

Un dino mai solah satrah salo ki thi mai
Un dino solah satrah salo ki thi mai aur raton ko jgne ki ye meri aadat nayi nayi thi, Tumhe tbhi notice karna Suru Kiya tha maine, Aur Tumhare sath hone par mujhe jo milti thi wo rahat nayi nayi si thi, Pta hi ni chla ye mulakat kab aadat ban gayi Aur Aadat kab jarurat Aur Jarurat kab chahat Sayad Ladakpan Ki Wo Meri Pehli si Mohabbat nahi rahi thi Us samey es junnun es Fitoor es Sukun ka ehsas to Pehle Kabhi hua hi nahi tha Kyuki Tm the mere pass Aise jaise koi nahi tha, tm the mere pass aise jaise koi nahi tha

Ese Bhi padhe >> BACHPAN

Yad hai mujhe... Yad hai mujhe jab thak har kar ghar aaya karti thi Aur tere Cehra Dekh kar Fir se Khil Jaya Karti Thi, 
Gehua sa wh rang.... Gehua sa wh tera rang na jane Kaisa jadu Karta tha Yar You have No Idea mai To Bas tere Khusbu se Behak Jaya karti Thi,
US waqt us pal US lamha Bas tm the aur mai thi humare darmiya Aur Koi nahi tha Kyuki Tm the mere pass aise Jaise koi nahi tha.. Tm the mere pass aise jaise koi nahi tha. 

Remember.... Remember un dino Sardiyon ki raton mai Sab ghar Walo Ko sula, mai Chath par aa jaya karti thi
Sardiyon ki raton mai Sab ghar Walo Ko sula, mai Chath par aa jaya karti thi Kabhi tujhe to kabhi US chand ko Takti chla jaya karti thi.
Tum Aur chand.... Tum aur chand bhaut pyar se sunte the mujhe jab mai apna novel me har df har padhte chli jati thi.... Aur tmhara tempeture mere body tempeture se hmesha jyda hoti thi,  Sararti si mai... Sararti si mai tumko apne dono hato mai kas kar pakad baith jaya karti thi
Aur dheere dheere Bhikharti si us cadhni raat mai jab mere labo ko tmhare sparsh hota tha mere sanso mai mere sanso mai mano teri gharmahat ki mishri si ghul jaya karti thi, Aur eske aage ki kahani mai aksar teri labo mai chur bhul jaya karti thi..... Aur us trh to mere wajud mai koi samaya hi nahi tha kyuki tum the mere pass aise jaise koi nahi tha..... Kyuki tum the mere pass aise jaise koi nahi tha


Janti hun mai.... Janti hun mai Aajkal duriya thodi badhane lgi hai Aur mujhe restorent aur juice carner par kisi Aur ke sath dekh tumhari thodi si to jalne lagi hai, par Yar tum to wakif hi nahi meri mohabbat ke hadd se, 
Ye coffee, Beer aur nibu pani sab time pass hai Yar, Kyuki My dear Cup Of Tea meri ye jindagi tujhse hi to chalne lagi hai. 
To Jane bahar Gule Gulzar ab aise naraz na ho yar kyuki jitna nasa tujhme hai utna nasa to cigarette Aur Sarabo Mai Nahi Hai Esliye Tu hai mere pass aise jaise koi nahi tha. 

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