लकीरें azad nazm

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लकीरें रंग बदलती हैं कभी
वो राहें नहीं मिलेंगी रोज़ मुझे
ज़ुबान पे कुछ और दिल से कुछ न कहो
मैं राहों पे चलते ही तुम्हें ढूँढ लूँगा
आओ..हम इस पार मिलें

जहाँ पे दो लकीरों को बदलते देखा था हमने
उसी शहर से जुड़ जाती हैं मेरी नज़रों की लहरें सारी
वो ख़ामोश लहरें आज भी तुम्हारी आवाज़ को मिलकर गई होंगी
तुम रहना वहाँ अपने हाथों को थामे हुए
मैं बाँहें खोलकर थाम लूँगा तुम्हें वहीँ

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