wo Ek Bholi Si Ladki Hai Jo Mujhse Pyaar Karti Hai..

Wo Ek Bholi Si Ladki Hai Jo Mujhse Pyaar Karti Hai..
Mere Hasi Ke Liye Sada Aasambhav Ko Sambhav Krne Ki Kosis Karti Hai..
Ha Wo Ek Bholi Si Ladki Hai Jo Mujhse Pyaar Karti Hai...

Woise To Dari Sehmi Hui Si Rehti Hai..
Magar Jab Mujhko Dikkat Ho To Wo Kisi Se Na Darti Hai..
Ha Wo Ek Bholi Si Ladki Hai Jo Mujhse Pyaar Karti Hai...

Wo Aapna Dukh Kisi Ko Kehti Nai hai..
Par Mujhe Aapna Samaj Kar Mujhse Ladaiyean Karti Hai..
Ha Wo Ek Bholi Si Ladki Hai Jo Mujhse Pyaar Karti Hai...

Meri Pasand Na Pasand Sab Malum Hai Usko..
Aapna Khayal Na karke wo mera khayal Karti Hai..
Ha Wo Ek Bholi Si Ladki Hai Jo Mujhse Pyaar Karti Hai...

Khud Par Lakh Dard Ka Kehar Pade Usse Mehsoos Nai Hota Hai..
Par Meri Choti Si Bhi Chot Par Wo Khub Rooya Karti hai..
Ha Wo Ek Bholi Si Ladki Hai Jo Mujhse Pyaar Karti Hai...

Utni Badi Bhi Nai Hai Par Wo Kai Kamal Karti Hai..
Are Wo Pagli To Mujhse Bahut Pyaar Karti Hai..
Ha Wo Ek Bholi Si Ladki Hai Jo Mujhse Pyaar Karti Hai...
Ha Wo Ek Bholi Si Ladki Hai Jo Mujhse Pyaar Karti Hai...

Der Tak Soona Usko Pasand Khoob Hai..
Magar Mere Ek Aawaz Par Sar Raat Jaagti Hai..
Ha Wo Ek Bholi Si Ladki Hai Jo Mujhse Pyaar Karti Hai...

Thoda Aalaspan Hai Usme Par Mere Liye Sare Kaam Karti Hai...
Ha Wo Ek Bholi Si Ladki Hai Jo Mujhse Pyaar Karti Hai...

Mere Khilaf Koi Bhi Baat Usse Pasand Nai Hai..
Kyse Log Mujhse Kehte Hai Wo Mujhse Pyaar Nai Karti Hai..
Kisi Ko Pasand Na Aaya Hu Aaj Tk
Fir Bhi Wo Mujko Pasand Karti Hai..
Ha Wo Ek Bholi Si Ladki Hai Jo Mujhse Pyaar Karti Hai...

Jisko Jo Kehna Hai KEhne Do Mujhe To Bas Ye Malum Hai..
Ki Ha Wo Ek Bholi Si Ladki Hai Jo Mujhse Pyaar Karti Hai...
Ki Ha Wo Ek Bholi Si Ladki Hai Jo Mujhse Pyaar Karti Hai...

by Mukund Pathak

Comments (4)

I love the 'honey' you've made by refining your concepts until they became these beautiful, yet simple, symbols!
May the flowers be free to sway in the feilds of freedom This is wonderful Love duncan X
A very unique way of expressing solidarity with the widows.Imagination could do no more. Very touching, Nimal. Warm regards, Sandra
So the widows are united as in your poem the flowers are? did i get it right? I love your style! Preets