Love Clashes

Saturday, 25 December 2021

Rim-Jhim Rim-Jhim

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Rim-jhim rim-jhim rim-jhim
Badal barse rim-jhim

Sawan ke din kitne suhane hai
taroon ke chaaon mein milne ke thikane hai

Khil gaey jawani ke phool
bhawra ban ke aaoge tum

Rim-jhim rim-jhim rim-jhim
Badal barse rim-jhim

Thandi bayar mere dil ko kapaey
aa jao tum apne sine se lagaey.

Dil se mila dil meri jiya naache thum thum.
Rim-jhim rim-jhim rim-jhim
Badal barse rim-jhim

Author: Shubham Kishore
Email Id: shubhamkishore05@gmail.com
: loveclashes@gmail.com

Sunday, 22 August 2021

Ab Tak Apna Pyar Kyun Nahi Jahir Kiya Tha

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Ab tak apna pyar kyun nahi jahir kiya tha,

Dil hi k andar, pyar ki duniya mein jiya tha.

Chup chap tera pyar,

Le kar ke khamoshi.

Asar se khali ho gaya,

Di tujhko hi behoshi.

Mujhe apna pyar kyun jata na diya tha,

Ab tak apna pyar kyun nahi jahir kiya tha. ..

Teri khamoshi tujhi ko dhoka de gaya,

Ek aah banke dil ke andar reh gaya,

Samajh ke amrit kyun jahar ka pyala piya tha,

Ab tak apna pyar kyun nahi jahir kiya tha. ..

Author: Shubham Kishore
Email Id: shubhamkishore05@gmail.com
: loveclashes@gmail.com

Saturday, 13 March 2021

प्रीत

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प्रीत कर किसने जीवन पाया।

फिर भी प्रीत किसे न भाया।

पतंग दीपक से प्रीत लगाया,

अपने तन को ही जलाया,

एक जला फिर दूसरा आया,

फन फन जलाया उसका काया,

आकर नित जलते हैं पतंगे,

प्रेम रस में होकर मतंगे,

प्रेम का पथ जीवन की छाया।

फिर भी प्रीत किसे न भाया।

Author: Shubham Kishore
Email Id: shubhamkishore05@gmail.com
: loveclashes@gmail.com

Thursday, 16 July 2020

The Twinkling Star

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The twinkling stars made its way through the curtains and peeped
into our room gifting us with a pleasant remembrance of our loved once.

Slowly hiding and clearing all the smoke,
It filled our room with the amount of sparkle that it holds.

Everything seemed to be right on track,
Fighting and concluding the pros
And cons of smoking

We finally closed our eyes,
In the midst of the night.
Dwelled in the thoughts of the beauty existed around.

The star slowly faded away without uttering a word,
turning an experience into a memory.

Author: Shubham Kishore
Email Id: shubhamkishore05@gmail.com
: loveclashes@gmail.com

Unexpected Love (bcuz she hadn,t calculated)

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Knowing very well that Soni was affected with heart problems, great care was taken to break the news of her husband, Slok’s death as softly as possible by her sister Naina. Naina uttered the news in broken sentences, camouflaging the hints in a half-concealed manner.

“Soni, you know what, be calm and brave my dear little sis, Slok is not in our midst now,” told Naina, hugging her sister tightly.

Nitin, Soni's husband’s friend, the bearer of this tragic news was also there trying to console and provide support to Soni. News of an accident which had happened in the wee hours of today morning near the outskirts of Pune was flashed as breaking news over the TV a couple of hours ago. Slok’s name was seen at the top of the list of those ‘killed’ in the accident. Shocked on seeing the news it was Nitin who had gone to the nearby Newspaper office to doubly confirm the news. He hurried to prevent any less considerate and less assiduous friend to be the bearer of this sad message to Soni, for whom he had a special sisterly affection.

Soni did not receive the news as did several other women with an immobilized inability to accept its gravity. “No, not my Slok,” so saying Soni broke down at once, with instantaneous and wild abandonment in Naina’s arms. With the storm of grief having subsided gradually, Soni slowly climbed the stairs leading to her room, and it was clear from her body language that she would be liked to be left alone and have no one follow her.

” Please leave me alone,” she implored; and burst our suddenly, “Why has this happened to me, Oh my God!”

She stood there in her room, staring at the wide-open window and sank into a wide and comfortable roomy single sofa. Soni appeared fully drained and held down by immense mental and physical fatigue that captivated her body that seemed to engulf her soul as well. She was motionless except when a sob escaped her throat and shook her violently. She looked like a child who cries itself uncontrollably when putting the child to sleep and continues this sobbing in its dreams too.

All of a sudden Soni arose as though awakened from a bad dream. She could feel the delicious breath of rain that was pervading the atmosphere. In Patel Street just opposite her house, she could hear a peddler announcing his wares for sale at the top of his shrill voice. The notes of a popular Hindi song of the 1960s which someone was singing reached her ears somewhat faintly. “Oh, I can now hear my favorite Lataji’s song wading through the air” thought she. Hearing countless birds chirping in the nearby patch of shady trees, she felt a bit calm and composed. Through the large window could be seen patches of blue sky scattered here and there wafting through the passing clouds.

Soni, the young fair lady was one who wore a calm face, the lines of which bespoke suppression and some toughness as well. The face had a different expression now as there was this dull stare that shown in her eyes, whose gaze was concentrated far away towards one of the patches in the clear blue sky. It was not a glance of reflection, but rather indicated a suspension of astute and brilliant thought.

Her intuition could sense something coming towards her and she waited for it with bated breath. What could it be? She just could not understand. She did not know; it was too indistinctive and evasive to define. But she could feel it creeping through the sky, coming towards her through the various sounds; fragrances and colors which engulfed the air. Her chest rose and fell vociferously. She started becoming conscious of the unknown that was advancing towards her to take control of her and she strived hard to resist this force with her resolve, which proved to be as vulnerable as her two white lean hands.

Finally, when she abandoned herself, a small whisper word escaped her somewhat parted lips. She repeatedly pronounced the word in a soft tone: “I am free, free, free!”

The empty stare and the terrified look that had followed it disappeared from her eyes and they appeared to be bright and zestful now. She could hear her pulse beating fast and the blood racing through her body which warmed and eased her entire body. She did not once question herself as to whether or not it was this beastly joy that held her! A plain and rhapsodic perception made her dismiss this suggestion as insignificant.

Yes, she was totally aware that she would weep and break down once she sees the masculine hands of Slok folded in death; the face that had never glanced, save with loving and tender eyes, but which many a time cast a gray and dead stare at her. But beyond all this disgruntled moment, she could visualize a long procession of future years that would be solely hers. With open arms, she was all set to welcome this freedom which she felt was missing during her years wedded to Slok. Yes, she would just live for herself in the years to come. It was a strange feeling of apprehension and joy and she felt butterflies in her stomach. This intention of hers, whether kind or cruel made the act look no less a crime as she looked at it in that brief moment of luminescence.

There would be no powerful imposing authority above her in that blind obstinacy with which women and men believe they have a private legal entitlement to impose upon their spouses. But, yet it could not be said that she did not love him- yes at times! It was a love and hate relationship between them. It did not matter much now! What could this feeling of love, the baffling mystery be, when compared to this custodian of self-declaration which she suddenly realized as the strongest urge of hers at the present moment!

“I am born free again! My body and soul are free!” she kept repeating in a hushed tone.

On the other side of the room’s closed door, Naina was banging the door and kneeling, with her lips pressed against the keyhole, begging Soni to open the door and let her in. ” Soni, my dear sister, please open the door, I beg of you little sis of mine, we want to see you. Please listen to me, we are here for you. You are our little princess. Don’t torture yourself. We are worried. What is it that you are doing Soni Gudiya? Please, please, we want to see you. For heaven’s sake open the door and let us in.”

“Go away, Naina Didi. Don’t you worry about me? I am not going to harm myself. Be rest assured”. Her thoughts were running riot. “How will Naina ever understand me? Nobody can guess my feelings now. Here I am drinking in the elixir of life and enjoying my new found freedom through the wide-open window gazing at the wonderful azure sky.”

Soon her mind started racing uncontrollably over those days that were yet to come. Rainy days, summer days and winter days, and all other types of days would be hers and hers alone. She uttered a quick prayer asking God to grant her a very long life. It was just yesterday that she thought with a shiver about the long life which she might have to live with Slok.

Soni stood up at length and opened the door hearing her sister’s entreaties which became louder and louder. Her eyes displayed a maniacal triumph, and she carried herself involuntarily like Nike, the goddess of Victory in Greek mythology. She wrapped her hands around her sister’s waist and fully leaning against Naina, both the sisters gradually descended the staircase. Nitin stood at the bottom of the staircase, totally disturbed and devastated by the recent happenings.

Suddenly everyone turned their gaze towards the door. Someone was trying to open the main front door with a latch key. “Who could it be? Perhaps Slok’s parents or some close friend.” thought they. Behold what a sight!

It was Slok who entered the house, in a crumpled T-shirt and a somewhat soiled pant. Carrying his small suitcase and an umbrella, he looked travel-stained and had obviously missed the bus by a few minutes as the auto-rickshaw in which he was traveling to catch his bus was held in heavy traffic and could not make it on time to board the bus. He looked dazed and totally unaware of the tragedy which had stuck the bus which he was supposed to have boarded. He was far from the scene of the accident, and totally clueless about the tragic happening. He stood bewildered and amazed at hearing Naina’s ear-piercing cry; and at Nitin’s shocked look, Soni’s eyes met with that of Slok’s and suddenly she collapsed and was rushed to the nearby hospital.

On admission, she was pronounced DEAD due to cardiac arrest. Why? Is it due to the crashing of her future dreams or the beginning of her bad times once again or is it something else-sudden joy that proved to be a killer! It is left to the reader’s imagination!

Author: Shubham Kishore
Email Id: shubhamkishore05@gmail.com
: loveclashes@gmail.com

Thursday, 2 April 2020

क्या करूँगा

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दान mein kalyan lekar kya karunga
कर्म ka jo फल mile.
"वह चाहता हूँ "

Bhagya ka na जोहता hun "आसरा "
श्रम ka jo बल mile.
" वह मानता हूँ "

Har सीप mein मोती na milta hai kabhi.
संकल्प se jo पथ mile.
"पहचानता हूँ "

मान mein अभिमान lekar kya karunga.
संघर्ष ki गतिशीलता
"मैं जानता हूँ "

Author: Shubham Kishore
Email Id: shubhamkishore05@gmail.com
: loveclashes@gmail.com

Sunday, 22 March 2020

Mat kar guman ye duniya wale तन hai mitti ka

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Mat kar guman ye duniya wale तन hai mitti ka.

Hote hi subah jis phool ko maine बाग़ mein khilte dkha.
Hote hi shaam usi phool ko maine mitti mein milte dkha.

Mat kar guman ye duniya wale तन hai mitti ka.

Jis तन ko ek din maine jhumkar chalte dkha.
Usi tan ko ek din maine nadi par jalte dkha.

Mat kar guman ye duniya wale तन hai mitti ka.

Duniya mein jo aate hai wo ek din chale hi jate hai.
Duniya ki yeh reet purani, yha koi ruk na pate hai.

Mat kar guman ye duniya wale तन hai mitti ka.

Ek din sabko jana hai, karta kyun मनमानी hai.
Jaeynge fakir ki tarah, yaha kya raja kya rani hai.

Mat kar guman ye duniya wale तन hai mitti ka.

Author: Shubham Kishore
Email Id: shubhamkishore05@gmail.com
: loveclashes@gmail.com

Sunday, 17 November 2019

Parchai

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Tu laut ke toh aai, par teri PARCHAI mein wo baat nahi thi.
Kya socha tha chod ke chali jaeygi toh toot jaunga,
Suno aisi bhi koi baat nahi thi.

Bahut kasme khai thi tumne pyar mein,
Nibhana bhul gayi thi kya.
Yun toh apne sare dosto mein pyar jatati thi,
Sirf mujhe jatana bhul gayi thi kya.
Sach btana pyar toh tum bhi mujhse beshumar karti thi,
Ruk kahi zamane ki soch kar zamane se daar gayi thi kya.

Bas ek bar nazron se iltiha toh kar deti,
Har mod pe tera sath deta.
Aur badle mein tujhse meri jaan zamane ki koi chiz na leta.

Author: Shubham Kishore
Email Id: shubhamkishore05@gmail.com
: loveclashes@gmail.com

Tuesday, 29 October 2019

Silence

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Seeking myself in the land of worthies,
I acquired a position to be nobody.

In the bright faces with full of expressions,
I was searching for a face that belonged to me.

Leaning upon the judgments and opinions,
I made a decision that became my reality.

In a life full of possibilities,
I chose a night with the highest black opacity.

Chocking is just word,
When silence become necessity.

Author: Shubham Kishore
Email Id: shubhamkishore05@gmail.com
: loveclashes@gmail.com

Saturday, 26 October 2019

Jisko mai bhulana chaha, Kyun yaad aaey bar bar.

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Jisko mai bhulana chaha, Kyun yaad aaey bar bar.

Apna jab unko bana liya,
Firr begana kahu kaise.

Sau bewafai ka hai jawab,
Dil de baitha unko ek bar.

Jisko mai bhulana chaha, Kyun yaad aaey bar bar.

Dil ko bebas bana diya,
Yaad unki tadpane ko.

Jabtak zindagi sath hai,
Aankho mein basi hai intizar.

Jisko mai bhulana chaha, Kyun yaad aaey bar bar.

Author: Shubham Kishore
Email Id: shubhamkishore05@gmail.com
: loveclashes@gmail.com

Jeene Ke Andaz Mein Befikri Thi Unki

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Har jagah glti unki nahi thi,
Kahi toh nakamiya meri bhi thi.

Rokne ki cahat toh ti meri,,
Par kahi toh ruswaiya unki bhi thi..

Aisa ni tha ki mera pyar kam hua tha(2)
Par chupi kuch kwaishe unki bhi thi. . .

Jeene ke andaz me bifikri thi unki,
Par beriya zamane ki kaha kam thi.

Jab waqt aaya juda hone ka,(2)
Toh inayat me unki, aankhe meri nam thi. . .

Author: Shubham Kishore
Email Id: shubhamkishore05@gmail.com
: loveclashes@gmail.com

Thursday, 15 August 2019

Best Lines For Her

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Zindagi Ki Kahaniya

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Hum likhte hai zindagi ki mehroom si kahaniya,

Har mor p zahir ye khisso ki diary ni hoti..

Hum zazbatton ko, ehsaaso ko, zuba dete hai..

Sirf kaafiya milane se shayari ni hoti. ......

Author: Shubham Kishore
Email Id: shubhamkishore05@gmail.com
: loveclashes@gmail.com

Sunday, 11 August 2019

You Deserve Someone Better

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You deserve someone who does not only make you feel better, but makes you want to be better. He supports you and your goals. He’d listen to your blabber about your studies like it’s the most interesting topic in the world. When you’re about to give up, he’d be your cheerleader. He would keep you motivated all the way.

Author: Shubham Kishore
Email Id: shubhamkishore05@gmail.com
: loveclashes@gmail.com

Haal E Dil

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Author: Shubham Kishore
Email Id: shubhamkishore05@gmail.com
: loveclashes@gmail.com

Monday, 5 August 2019

It's an auspicious day!

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It's an auspicious day! Got up early and saw Instagram stories. It made me feel relieved, knowing someone is here for making my day more auspicious. Why do these small things make your day more beautiful and hence remove all the dark lights trying to suppress your happiness. Your smile that come out with pure essence stays for long..

Why do people say that in a single day you can't be happy forever, the more you laugh, the more you have to cry. I laugh so much that it makes me scared of the tears that will roll out of my eyes without any reason and I wont be able to control it. I will try to stop my heartbeat but it will beat with the pain that I am carrying for past long. I will suffer from a disease that I have never known. The small moment spent with you gave me reference never to get so much close with a person whom you last regret to be a part of, I will never forgive for what you have done but my heart knows you have done nothing .

You just made a person realize that feelings do come but when it goes it carries the painful hatred with it. I am fortunate to have you as memory with me but at the same time why do I always remember yours when I find something new.

Is it love or some kind of infatuation said by people. I will choose infatuation because it will lights the burden of my heart.

Author: Shubham Kishore
Email Id: shubhamkishore05@gmail.com
: loveclashes@gmail.com

Tuesday, 23 July 2019

Khawish Rakhi Hai

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Har mukam pane ki Khwahish rakhi hai dil me,
Aur pa v lunga. ..

Par jab tu i ni rahegi toh un mukamo ka kya karunga...

Author: Shubham Kishore
Email Id: shubhamkishore05@gmail.com
: loveclashes@gmail.com

Sunday, 21 July 2019

Purest Form Of Love (Mother's Love)

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Bahut pyar karti hai wo mujhko,
Apni jaan se bhi jayada.

Apni khawahishon ko maar k meri zid pura kiya karti hai.

Kambakhaton aisa pyar, mashuka nahi
Sirf meri maa mujhse karti hai.. .

Author: Shubham Kishore
Email Id: shubhamkishore05@gmail.com
: loveclashes@gmail.com

Saturday, 22 June 2019

Tujhe Khone Ke Liye Nhi Paya Tha Maine.

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Tujhe khone k liye ni paya tha maine

Bas pyar itna beshumar tha mera ki,

Teri khawaishyon ki khatir maine apni khusi kurban kar di...

Author: Shubham Kishore
Email Id: shubhamkishore05@gmail.com
: loveclashes@gmail.com

Monday, 3 June 2019

Tujhse is kadar pyar kiya tha

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Tujhse is kadar pyar kiya tha
ki,
Teri har jhut ko sach karar diya tha.

Tere milne ya na milne ka magroor na tha mujhe,
Firr bhi
Teri ibadat mein sir jhuka diya tha.

Author: Shubham Kishore
Email Id: shubhamkishore05@gmail.com
: loveclashes@gmail.com

Sunday, 19 May 2019

Desh Ki Bhalai {The love for your country}

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Desh ki bhalai hai, samaj ki bhalai mein.

Desh se garibi ko mitana toh,
zaroori hai.
Roti ke sawal ko uthana toh,
zaroori hai.
Mitana toh zaroori birodh bhai bhai mein.

Desh ki bhalai hai, samaj ki bhalai mein.

Dagmagate raste se, aa raha
wo kaun hai.
Peit sata pith mein, bharat sapoot
maun hai.
Maun hai garib loktantara ki duhai mein.

Desh ki bhalai hai, samaj ki bhalai mein.

Sukhi roti kaat kaatke kha raha wo
noon mein.
Aamiron ki malai mein, garibo ka
hi khoon hai.
Saikaro(hundreds) langoti ki kamai lagi raai mein.

Desh ki bhalai hai, samaj ki bhalai mein.

Mehnat kare jo hath usko
roti na nasib hai.
Sosano ke bich mein garib,
aur garib hai.
Rahnuma(politician) garibo ke maja kare hawai mein.

Desh ki bhalai hai, samaj ki bhalai mein.

Garibo ko mita mita garibi ko,
mita diya.
Vote chhin chhin loktantara ko,
saja diya.

Author: Shubham Kishore
Email Id: shubhamkishore05@gmail.com
: loveclashes@gmail.com

Sunday, 31 March 2019

RELATIONSHIP STATUS !!

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Some time it's better to spend time together with the person, whom you think can hold a place in your life but life isn't fair enough. It always place offerings so that it stays as remarkable memory for you but soon as you realize that offerings just meant for once when it is actually delicious but at a darker side it leaves you with the carvings.

Offering may be the best thing to have but why do carvings last for long?
Why each and every offerings has to be compared?
Why are we not able to choose the one and only offering that lasts for long?
Why do we always make bad choices?

JUST ANSWER THESE QUESTION TO YOURSELF BEFORE ENTERING INTO RELATIONSHIP . ..

Author: Shubham Kishore
Email Id: shubhamkishore05@gmail.com
: loveclashes@gmail.com

Wednesday, 13 March 2019

Pyar karna hai saral, kathin hai nibhana

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Pyar karna hai saral par kathin hai nibhana.
Sukh mein saath dete hai sabhi par dukh mein bedard hai zamana .

Pyar ki manzil dur hai,
kaatein biche hai Raah mein.
Kitne dil barbad hue isi pyar ki chah mein.

Barbadi ka hi nam pyar hai jamana.
Pyar karna hai saral, par kathin hai nibhana.

Jo aate hai is rah mein, bachkar kabhi na jate hai
Dekho parwane ki halat, shama pe ja jal hi jate hai.

Pyar ke deewano ka, ji ne ka koi na thikana
Pyar karna hai saral, kathin hai nibhana.

Author: Shubham Kishore
Email Id: shubhamkishore05@gmail.com
: loveclashes@gmail.com

Thursday, 17 January 2019

Mohabat karne wale se pucho, kya hai 'MUSIBAT'

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Mohabat karne wale se pucho, kya hai musibat.
Parwane se pucho jakar, kya hai hakikat.

Mohabat ki nhi jisne, musibat kya jane.
Jigar mein dard uth ta hai, wo kya dusra jane.

Shama par aakar kyun jalte hai parwane,(2)
Mohabat ki nahi jisne, musibat kya jane.

Jo hasino ko dekhte hi, char(instantly) aashiq ho jate hai.
Aur mohabat ka jhuta tarana kisi aur ko sunate hai.

Jhute wade jo karte hai wo ikrar kya jane.
Mohabat karna ek ibadat hai, woo kya jane.

Jisko dil na lagi kisi se, maruat kya jane,(2)
Mohabat ki nahi jisne, musibat kya jane.

Mohabat karne wale haqiqat me hai do-char
Aise toh mohabat ka garm hai pura bazar.

Patthar dil jarro ka var kya jane,
sacchi mohabat husan ki deewar kya jane.

Haqiqat mein mohabat hai, ganimat jamane(2)

Mohabat ki nahi jisne, musibat kya jane.

Author: Shubham Kishore
Email Id: shubhamkishore05@gmail.com
: loveclashes@gmail.com

Sunday, 9 December 2018

Ye majar pyar ki nishani ho gayi hai. ..

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Ye majar pyar ki nishani ho gayi hai.
Do dilo ko zor ke kahani ho gayi hai.

Ye majar pyar ki nishani ho gayi hai.

Do dilo ke beech mein, thi bahar kabhi
wo bahar jane kaha, kho gayi hai.

Husano pe jiski tarasti thi duniya,
sada ke liye wo, majar ke beech so gayi hai.

Aasuoon se seech ke hara kiya chaman ko jo,
wo chaman aaj bhi kahi ro rahi hai.

Bana tha pyar ka mahal jo do dil ke mail se,
raha na mahal pyar ka wo, ab masani ho gayi hai.

Ye majar pyar ki nishani ho gayi hai.

Author: Shubham Kishore
Email Id: shubhamkishore05@gmail.com
: loveclashes@gmail.com

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