Mujhe sirf gulab ke khusboo nahi,
Kaate bhi pasand hai;
Jab Phool murjha jaate hai
Kaate tabh bhi chubhte hai.
Phool sapno jaise kuch der rukhte,
Aur kaate haqiqat jaise reh jaate hai.
Kyunki shayed pyar issi ko kehte hai,
Jisme sirf khushi ke muskaan nahi,
Gham ka bhi hissa hota hai.
© Suranya
