White #Dedicated_only_boys Ku jhuthi afwaha faila di gai h ki mard ko dard nhi hota,,, Takiye bhig jate h bin roye or ye mard sari sari rat nhi sota,,, Ham khud se ku jhuth bolte rhete h,,, Jakhm jo wo chhupate rhete h,,, Kabhi behen ki vidai pe kabhi ghar ki judai se Jo anshu h nikalte wo chhupate rhete h,,, Aksar rone ke liye bhi akele tadapte rhete h,,, Koi kya jane ham sare mardo ko kitna ham sehte h,,, Khushiya to bat lete h ham sab se milkar magar dard akele site h,, Akele andhere se kamre me Khud se khud ko samjhate rhete h,,, Roti hui aankho ko in hatho chup karate rhete h,,, Papa ki dat sun kar chuchap nikal jate h,,, Bad ka koi kya jane kaha jake ashk bahate h,,, Kuchh hi minto me fir khud ko is kadar samjhate h,,, 2 ghante ke andar hi musukara ke ghar fir aate h,,, Ghar aakar muh dhulna fir khana bhi mangwate h,,, Dosto kya jano sab kese besharm tb ham ban jate h,,, Mai akela hi nhi hu aisa ham sab ladko ki ye kahani h,,, Chehre pe muskan hamesha gili aankho bhara pani h.. Ham lodko ke sabse karib hamari maa hoti h,, Hamre har ek dard pe aankh uski roti h,,, Isliye sab kuchh haste haste ham sehte h,,, Ha tanhai me akele me aksar ham rote rhete h,,, Haa mard ko bhi dard hota h,, Akele me har mard rota h Magar mard har dard sehta h,,, Rota h sirf akele me mehfil me hasta rheta h.. ... ©poet Vishal Saxena #sad_qoute
