सूरज हौले हौले आसमान से उतर रहा था
दिन समेटे कहानियाँ घर को लौट रहीं थीं
वो शाम खिड़की पर बैठे तुम लिख रही थी।
The sun exhausted, was gingerly stepping down the sky,
Wrapping up the day, stories were returning back home,
That evening you were writing sitting upon the window.
दिन समेटे कहानियाँ घर को लौट रहीं थीं
वो शाम खिड़की पर बैठे तुम लिख रही थी।
The sun exhausted, was gingerly stepping down the sky,
Wrapping up the day, stories were returning back home,
That evening you were writing sitting upon the window.
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