बर्फ सा सर्द है बाहर, बातें धुआँ हुई जातीं हैं
लफ्ज़ चंद, अलाव में सिक रहें हैं कहीं अंदर
बातें भले रोज़ होतीं हैं, ख़त लिखे अर्सा हुआ।
It is cold as ice outside as speech keeps misting away,
A few words though are simmering somewhere within,
We might speak everyday, been a while since a letter.
लफ्ज़ चंद, अलाव में सिक रहें हैं कहीं अंदर
बातें भले रोज़ होतीं हैं, ख़त लिखे अर्सा हुआ।
It is cold as ice outside as speech keeps misting away,
A few words though are simmering somewhere within,
We might speak everyday, been a while since a letter.
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