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Tujhe dene ke liye
Abb kuch nahin mere paas...
Ek toota sa khaali dil
Aur kisiki wafaa ki aas...

Tujhe dene ke liye
Abb kuch bhi nahin mere paas...
Bas ek dukh ki pyaali
Aur khaalipan ka ehsaas...

Tujhe dene ke liye
Abb kuch nahin mere paas...
Bas teri aankhon mein
Apne aap ki talaash....

P.S. : My first "poem" in Hindi
Welcome 2011 ! 


Scribbling Girl said…
Even I penned a hindi poem after ages ....Happy New Year to u :)

Love the poem....if this is first then ur already a master :)
joejoseph said…

very nice poem

its more

happy new year
and welcome to 2011

thanx for your valuable post
Ria said…
Nice one dear...hope we see more poetry from u in 2011.
rocky said…
I am sorry I do not understand Hindi much. So, cannot really comment :)
Priya said…
Want more...
Thanks for visiting and commenting.

Love u as ever. Happy New Year.
Though i don't know Hindi, but i could get touch the a b c b rhyme. And the title of the poem "Tohfa" I think the same Arabic word:"masterpiece".
Happy New year.
Anwesa said…
@Scribbling Girl,
Thanks for that big compliment :)
Anwesa said…
What's so funny ?
Anwesa said…
:) Hopefully.
Anwesa said…
HNY to you too !
Anwesa said…
Glad you still visit this place :)
Anwesa said…
Thanks ! HNY :)
Anwesa said…
@The reader from Yemen,
Thanks for reading my posts regularly.

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