Treasure Island

Prabodh Soni

(29 june / INDIA)

(Rubaiyat) Badi Pyari Hai

tere labo pe ye hasi badi pyari hai
tere nighao me masti badi pyari hai
yun julfo me teri, kahi kho gya dil mera pr
teri julfo ki ye ghtayeN badi pyari hai

yun to tu labo se mere na chooyegi aaj
yun to tu baho se mere na jhoolegi aaj
tamam gussa bhara, nighame me hai teri pr
tere gusse me teri masumiyat badi pyari hai

hum to the hi lootere teri mohabbat ke
hum to the hi aashiq teri adaao ke
chupa le khud ko, apne aagosh me kitna hi pr
tere gaalo pe haya ki lali badi pyari hai

lo chale ab shaam dhalne ko hai aayi
lo chale ab shaam-e-judayi hai aayi
fir aayenge, teri gali miln ko kabhi 'soni' pr
teri aaho me, dard-e-vidayi badi pyari hai

Submitted: Thursday, January 09, 2014
Edited: Thursday, January 09, 2014

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