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WOH HEI EK
GULAAB KI TARAH Woh hei ek gulaab ki tarah Hraday hei komal pankhdinyo ki tarah
Muskurata hei kaanto mein reh kar Apnaya hei kaanto ko bhi apno ki tarah
Upvan mein jabh akela khil-khilata hei Lagta hei maasum, shaayar ki kalpana ki tarah
Surkh labbo sei jabh koi geet gun-gunnata hei Lagta hei sargam kei roop ki tarah
Aankhon mein uski kuch ish tarah tez hei Lagta hei subah ki pehli kiran ki tarah
Palko sei jabh mujhei voh saraahta hei Lagta hei khusinyo sei bhare aangan ki tarah
Jabh holey sei voh muskuraaya karta hei Lagta hei nav shishu ki maasumiyat ki tarah
Aankhein mundei jabh nazar aata hei Mann karta hei dekhti rahu ushei chakor ki tarah
He is like a rose His heart soft as its petal
Amidst the thorns even he smiles He has accepted thorns like a family member
In the garden when he smiles alone He seems like a sweet dream of a poet
When he sings a song with his red lips He seems like divine rhythm of the music
His eyes have sparkle Seems like the first ray of the morning
When he praises me through his eyes He seems like arena filled with happiness
When he smiles very softly He seems like new born innocent child
When he appears with closed eyes
I feel I should not remove my eyes and
keep looking at him.
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