When you’re depressed, you come up with Urdu shayari. Not something that could be called a kavitaa, for those require some actual thought. Still, below is the one single time I have sunk to the depths of intellectual depravity required of all Urdu shayars extraordinaire.
And even then I come up with this.
Champakali se teen ladke karte thé pyaar
Ek ne kiya chupke se pyaar
Doosre ne kiya pyaar ka izhaar
Lekin woh teesre ke saath chali gayi
kyunki uske paas tha Ferrari car.