aapse milkar

aapse milkar kuch ajab sa ho gaya hai
jaise tanhayee se prem ho gaya hai
sab ke saath hotein hai to tanhai ko taraste hain
aur tanhai mein aapke baare mein bi sochte hain
dil ko ek ajab sa sukoon milta hai
jab aapke khayal ka phool dil mein khilta hai
tanha hotein hai to aapke shabdon ko taraste hain
ichha karte hain ke apko ehsaas ho hamari tanhayi ka
kabhi socha na tha ki hamaare aise haal honge
ki jisse bole bina raha na jaata tha
wahi apni chuppi mein sukh paati hai
niraala hai ye ishqjo chanchal ko shaant banata hai
pehle bhi aapke shabd meethe lagte the
par ab to weh shehed lagte hain
aapse kuch der baat na hoto sab kuch adhoora lagta hai
ek pal ke liye jhalak mil jaayeto hi din poora lagta hai
ye prem hi hai
jo chitt ko swach kar
mann ko khush kar
aanand prapt karwata hai
baaki sab tuch haijhuth hai
prem hi sach hai