Ye barsaat ka mausam kuch khas hai,
Bhiga-Bhiga sa kuch aihsaas hai,
Yu to ye tan ko bhiga maje leti hai,
Par jane-anjaane me mann ko chu leti hai.
Barsaat me wo pani aur sarir ka milan,
Galon ko chumti hui wo bunde aur phir unka patan,
Mano kuch sandesh sa dekar wo ja rahi,
Kahti ho jaise tumhe to chum liya maine, ab bari tumhari.
Ganghor barish ke beech wo bhigta tan,
Jante hue ki pad sakte hai bimar, par nahi manta mann,
Kisi mashuka si barsaat dil me sama jati hai,
Mano apne jadu se aapko kich ke bulati hai.
Khamosh raho me wo bijli ka kadakna,
Bijli ki aawaj sun wo apka sadak par hi thirakna,
Uske baad barish ki pahli bunda ka aapko sparsk karna,
Aapko aap se hi na jane kab chura le jana.
Sayad isiliye is mausam me aashiqi apne ufaan pe hoti hai,
Jab mausam hi kare aapse pyar, to aape under bhi pyar jatane ki umag paida hoti hai,
Khusnasib log apni mashukaon ko is naye mijaj ka luft hai de jate,
Aur hum akele log, kavita ke madhyam se khusnasibon ko mubarakbaad hai de jate.
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