Mohabbat...

Mohabbat palkon pe kitne haseen khawaab sajaati hai...
Phoolon se mehakte khawaab...
Sitaron se jagmagaate khawaab...
Shabnam se baraste khawaab...
Phir kabhi yun bhi hota hai...
ki ,palko ki daaliyon se Khawaabon ke saare parinde ud jaate hain...
aur aankhen... hairan se ho jate....