shabdon kaa khel hai,
bheetar k bhaavon ko btlana,
apne priye ko smjha pana,
sab kuch bas sbdon ka khel hai....
nayanon me ashq,
sirf ghraai btlate hain,
bheetr k bhavon ko
surat bs drshati hai,
par smjhana in bhaavon ko
sirf shabd hi jaan paate hain...
jab baat ho priye ko mnaane ki
tab nayan lakh koshish kr lein
hriday baar baar minnatein kr le
bhaav chahe jo kr lein
surat chahe sab darshaa de
par saath rhna ek dooje k sang
bas shbd hi tay kar paatein hain
shbd hi dill ko choo pate hain...
rishton me jeet-har
shbd hi tay kar paate hain
yhi to shbdon kaa khel hai....
sab bas shbdon kaa khel hai....
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A sublime start with a nice poem, Sangeeta. You may like to read my poem, Love And Lust. Thank you.