Kash kuch khusnaseeb hum bhi hote . .
Taras gaye aapke deedar ko . .
Phir bhi dil se yaad karta hai aap hi ko. .
Humse khusnaseeb to aapke room me lga aaina hai . .
Jo hr roz aapke husn ka deedar karta hai..
Humse khusnaseeb to aapke mobile ka microphone hai . .
Jo hr roz aapki aawaj sunta hai . .
Humse khusnaseeb to aapke shehr ki hawa hai . .
Jo hr roz aapki julfo ko uda kr apke pass se guzal jati hai . .
Kash kuch khusnaseeb hum bhi hote . .
Aapke dil me ghar humara hota. .
Har pal aapke sath hum hote . .
Kash kuch khusnaseeb hum bhi hote .
Kash kuch khusnaseeb hum bhi hote . . . . .
Posted: August 14, 2011 in UncategorizedTags: abhilashi, Akshay, kash, kashyap, khusnaseeb, love, mandi, poem, shimla, shvati
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