main december ki thand mein aksar
pahan leta hun

us sweater ko
wo sweater kabhi jise tu ne

apne hathon se
mere liye buna tha

wo sweater ki jis ke
har ek phande mein

tu ne apne lams ko
apne pyar ke sath bun kar

mujhe saunp diya tha
ki main use

zeb-tan kar lun
aur

dur hote hue bhi main tujh se
tere bilkul qarib ho jaun

wo sweater jo ek zariya tha tere mere qarib hone ka
teri furqat tere visal mein main

zeb-tan karta tha use aksar
lekin is bar ke december mein

thand bhi hai
aur tera firaq bhi hai

magar na jaane kyon
mujhe ye khauf khae jata hai

ki wo sweater
jo kabhi qurbaten badhata tha

fasle mitata tha
tujh se mujhe

aur dur na kar de
rone ko majbur na kar de