Love is a poem
Only a few can write
People see a dew
Which they see as white
You have to give all
By being the most quiet
Most think it's too much
Being it this quite
You have to nurture it
A little bit each time
And one day you will say
Finally she's mine-
There's a peace in this silence
There's a silence in this peace
And with each passing day
You break piece by piece
The soul has become numb
It doesn't know what to follow
Looking at the sky
Makes you everything swallow
Your heart is tired
Looking for a place to rest
Seeing at your side you know
You were never the best-
Maybe he was trying
Maybe he was learning
If someone could've seen
That he was yearning
It's time to be successful
That's what society told him
Listening to it he saw
Nobody is there to hold him
In pursuit of happiness
He came a long way
Seeing his path he knew
There was no other way-
To know the reason
You need to be by my side
Listening and eager to hug
With your arms open wide
There will be sadness
He would be hollow
With serenity and warmth
You would have to follow
He was hurt and left
With none to acknowledge
People laughed at him saying
He doesn't have knowledge-
कलम की सियाही सूख सी गई है
मन में बैठी चिड़िया सहम सी गई है
मिलते थे खुदसे जिस जगह पर हम
वो जगह अब गुम सी गई है-
अब गलती ढूंढना नहीं
शांत रहना सीख लिया है
दुनिया जहां को देख कर
बस मुस्कुराना सीख लिया है
लोग आएंगे चले जाएंगे
कोई नहीं पूछेगा तुम कैसे हो
तुम्हें हारता देखकर एक सवाल करेंगे
कि क्यों तुम ऐसे हो
हजारो की भीड़ में
बिन आवाज़ रहना सीख लिया है
अपने साथ होकर भी
उसने गुम होना सीख लिया है-
A cloak of silence
With an urge to talk
You hope they'll listen
But people just walk
Thinking they're busy
You leave for tomorrow
Hurting your smile
You grow your sorrow
Atlast they reply
Telling you to grow up
Seeing their response
You feel to blow up-
That night the city saw a shooting star....
"I wish we never find replacements for each other". She wished
"I wish she never sees this star". He wished
And that's how some stories end,
Two innocent souls....
Loving out of the ordinary-
Let me sleep
In rug of self at night
Leaving things be
You hope everything be right
Don't wake me up
There are demons outside
Closing your eyes
You know it's a storm inside
Waking up in bed
Its all the same story
Realising at last
Will lead to no glory-
And with the last chapter
He finally put his pen down
This is not the end..... it's just the place where he stopped the story-