ik parda kaali makhmal ka ankhon par chhane lagta hai
ik bhanvar hazaron shaklon ka dil ko dahlane lagta hai
ik tez hinai khushbu se har saans chamakne lagta hai
ik phuul tilismi rangon ka galiyon men damakne lagta hai
sanpon se bhare ik jangal ki avaz sunai deti hai
har iint makanon ke chhajjon ki khuun dikhai deti hai
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