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चाहे जो भी हो

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Just smile at the end of the day, that’s all. It’s that simple.

यह कहानी उसकी है जो कभी हारा नहीं,
एक ऐसा शख्स जिसे कोई समझ पाया नहीं.
यह किस्सा है उसका जो आज भी है कही,
कौन है और कहा है वह बात जरूरी नहीं.

कठिनाइया उसने भी बोहत है उठाई,
पर फिर भी चेहरे से हसी उसने नहीं गवाई.
हर रात तारो के सामने हुई उसकी सुनवाई,
पर वह सिर्फ मुस्कुराया, यह बात न समझ आई.

ऐसा नहीं है की उससे ज़िन्दगी ने घसीटा नहीं,
चोट उससे भी लगी, आंसू उसके भी बहे.
पर फिर भी वह उस रस्ते वापिस गया,
क्युकी उसकी मंज़िल वही थी कही.

यह कहानी उसकी है जो कभी हारा नहीं,
चाहे जो भी हो दिन के आखिर में वह मुस्कुराया कही.
क्युकी हार को उसने अपनाया ही नहीं,
उसने खुद को समझा क्युकी दुसरो को कोई समझ पाया नहीं.

ख्वाइश

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ख्वाइश = Wish. Wish is what we all do, but wish is never true.

Read to know…know to read.

English version to come soon. 🙂

मेरी एक ख्वाइश है
जिसमें छिपी कुछ फरमाइश है
न जाने क्या गुंजाईश है
कुछ तो है जिसकी रिहाइश है.

ख्वाइश क्या है?

हर वह चीज़ जो मेरे पास नहीं,
मुझे उसकी ख्वाइश है.
हर वह गुण जिसका मुझे एहसास नहीं,
मुझे उसकी ख्वाइश है.
हर वह बात जिसमें मेरी आवाज नहीं,
मुझे उसकी ख्वाइश है.

जो भी हमारे पास नहीं, हमे उसी की ख्वाइश होती है.
जानकार होते हुए भी जो हम न माने, वही से इसकी शुरुवात होती है.

ख्वाइश क्या होती है?

ख्वाइश वह है जो सच नहीं,
सच का मुखौटा पेहेनके आती है.
और सच वह है जो ख्वाइश नहीं,
जीवन का सार बन जाती है.

ख्वाइश वह है जो हमसे यह कहती है, “अभी तुम लायक नहीं”
लायक बनन्ना पड़ता है, ख्वाइश की कोई बात नहीं.
जो ठान लो उससे सपना बना लो,
सपनो की कोई रात नहीं,
मेरी ख्वाइश यही रहेगी,
सपने पूरे कर सकू, फर्याद नहीं.

Blanket

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To most it was a blanket to curl in,

But for one it was a cape.

While the sleeping slept after their win,

The innocent one took on a hero’s shape.

Innocence makes the world so different,

For they see what anyone would do.

But their interpretations are invigorant,

Do you remember the last time you flew?

Powered with strength, powered with energy,

Power to spread laughter and joy,

The blanketed hero can avert any jeopardy,

As would any who knew evil can only toy.


“Add some innocence to the seriousness“

We will converse

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Let me ask you about your dream.

Close your eyes and shuffle your thoughts.

Reckon you are witnessing images in stream,

Now stand back and connect the dots.

Plenty of pictures and moments to look at,

But very few of them brighten your eyes.

Well dear reader I hope you get that,

Nobody but you can nullify your lies.

Yes, things aren’t as simple as philosophy claims to be,

Yes, life has its way of being bounded or free,

Smile and claim your goals. Deal but don’t plea,

And once you do, we will converse your story.

Tea or coffee?

Bicycle story

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Some memories from the old shelves,

Came across as I was passing by.

Without any effort there was a smile,

As for a moment past and I were ally.

On one side is me, rushing from goal to goal,

While on the other was I, running freely as a whole.

On one side is me, with clean and ironed shirt,

While on the other was I, a knight who couldn’t be hurt.

On one side is me, cruising in my car,

While on the other was I, peddling my bicycle to the stars.

For a moment I became me,

For in that moment I was free,

Amazing is that kid we all see,

Bicycle stories are for us to flee.

I and me, The Poet and the Pen

Nightly Theatre

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A story unfolds after a certain hour,

Devoid of a title and of time.

Reflecting those deepest worlds where,

We make laws of justice and crime.

Adjournment from the dark silence,

Ends up where we thought of being.

Mixture of obedience and of defiance,

Says the narrator to self while sleeping.

With no line separating sane from insane,

No one to know the right from wrong,

A theatre that delivers both smile and pain,

Through plays which seem short yet long.

Nightly Theatre which we see, has it’s very own song.

A video journey of The Poet and the Pen

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Almost all my poems had a featured image (which do not belong to me in any way whatsoever)

Each image was used with the purpose of letting my readers understand and connect with my words at a much better level.

This video shows my journey and the rich content this blog has to offer…

Read the poems once you are done with the video (especially those whose images you like)

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Happy Monday!

Dream

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Dream

We humans have this gift,

A gift given to no other being.

It is meant to be explored not resist,

Dreams are meant for seeing.

Sit yourself down and see the future you,

You will see a better version of yourself.

And if you work hard it will come true,

Hard work is that magical elf.

Dream of achieving all that you desire,

Dream of doing what gives you peace,

It’s never late to reignite that fire,

With the right dedication it will never cease.

It is not a dream if you see it while asleep,

It is a dream which keeps you up all night,

It’s much more beautiful, much more deep,

But only after you have endured your fight.

~Keep dreaming!