Treasure Island

Pradeep Pathak

(25-Aug-1979 / Uttarakhand)

For You....Ever & Forever


Tu aazad hai mere liye aaj bhi...
Tere pankh khule hue hain aaj bhi...
Tu udaan per hogi jub bhi mere saamne...
Mai saanth rahunga tere aaj bhi...

Tu aasman dekh na ghbrana...
Is zamin ka pehlu rahega sang aaj bhi...
Fir mast ho hawa mai kho jana...
Sow saal zindgi aur hai aaj bhi....

Pata hai mujhe sapney dekhti hai tu....
Tere her ek manzer mai, mai bhi hun aaj bhi...
Tu roye nahi hansti rahe herdum...
Tu khilkhilaye aaftab ki tarah aaj bhi...

Sun mujhe pata hai zamana badlega...
Sub gair bhi hon bus mai hun saanth aaj bhi...
Tu ghbra na mat bus saamna kerna hawaon ka....
Teri manzilon ka manzhin mai he hun aaj bhi....

Submitted: Saturday, May 10, 2008
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