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Mere Ruh Ki Daastan

Mar 2, 2023
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By Rishika Agrawal



Chota sa beej banker aayi

Teri kokh mein maa….

teri saanson ko chumkar

tujhse milne iss jahaan

tujhse behtar tujhe main jaanti hun

tere mann ko main pehchanti hun

teri hansi main khilkhila jati

tere dukh mein, main saham jati

Tu jab khush hokar karti baat

Pinjre se udti chidiya

jaise hote mere haath

Tera mamta bhara sparsh




nayano mein paani de jata

Teri baahon mein aakar

muskurane ka mann ho jata

Mehfooz hoti hun tere aanchal mein

Kisi ki himmat nahi ki choole mujhe

Mushkilon mein dhaal ban jati

Har mushkil ko pehle thu seh jati

Mujhe teri tarah hai banana

Tufaanon ka saamna hai karna

Tere sanskaron ki khaan

Tera main abhimaan

Bitiyan teri main, tera badhaun maan…………


By Rishika Agrawal





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