In the Galaxy of my life,
My constant pole star.
It started again,
Like the rain droplets on my window.
Feeling the warmth of your affection,
But now,illusions of life are there..
All the False perceptions of being tough,
The moonlit night without the stars.
Your memories are like paperboats,
They make me feel alive,feel happy..
In the waves of the heart ,
You are a pearl oyster.
That eternity which touched you
Will take me one day .
Then I will meet you in that space,
ND will say you that -"Life is beautiful."

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The Rain

The sky became heavy again,
Drops of water from heaven,
When came to the Earth,
And asked the Earthy relish..
Contentment of a pluviophile,
Had no bound .
Craving for this pleasure,
was all around.
Soaked leaves
Calm flowers
Strong breeze
Scented soil
& Mini paper boats
The tranquillity was again found .

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Am what ?!!
A girl.....
Bounded by thousands of cutbacks,
Still wants to fly ..
A bird.....
Whose roost is no more shielded,
Still knows to make sweet chrips ..
A star gazer ....
Though the sky is dull, dusky ,
Still knows to look it seamlessly ...
Becoz that wish is unfulfilled yet.

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You never show me how you really feel about me.May be you heartily want to do so and express but the strict image of a father never allow you for this .those meaningful and amazing stuffs which you give me are truly worth keeping.sometimes I think and feel that those are the only medium which I could cherish forever .you are right as always . Might be I could be a star or moon,but Baba you r my alluring sky . What is the merit of those stars and moon without this majestic sky???!!!! That heaven in which you are now is your true space .The soul who is that much grand and impressive deserves an airspace full of bright, blazing, virtuous and unmixed interpretation .

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ना कोई बाधा ,ना कोई अवरोध है।
ना कोई दूरी ,ना कोई व्यवधान है।
दिशाएं बुलाती देखो ,
ना कोई राह आज अनजान है।
वह दीगंतर के पार जाना है।
कोई रोके ना आज ,कोई टोके ना ,
अनजानी हवा में उड़ा जा रहा ,
जीत की गीत गुनगुनाए।
दिल में कोई कह रहा ,
धरती और गगन सिर्फ तेरे लिए है।

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When the sorrows cover your heart ,
Close the eyes & look at the path...
The dark dusky path of life,
Someone is there waiting for you,
To tell you what's wrong and right..
The clear conscience will convey,
The art of living ,the art of healing....
Only the remnants are left ,
Like footprints....
Like the signature of existence....
Like the lonely sky and sea...
So incomplete but like outright victory.

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The tread towards the infinity
And the loss of the identity.
The blind race and the jeopardised soul,
Gives rise to the brutality among us,
To show the unending supremacy.
cravings to pluck the stars from heaven
To turn the movement of the wind,
To plunge rapidly into rivalry,
To blow out others glory,
And to change the heaven and the earth.
Everyone is misguided.
Stuck in thousands of illusions and desire.
Doing injustice with others.
But at last they will try to believe in eternity,in divinity .
Then the feeling will come ,
That the world around them is a mirage.

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TRIBUTE TO OUR WARRIORS

Only few steps are left to conquer the fight .
Your selfless actions will bring the new light .
It's not easy ,to be so brave.
It's all about the legacy you gave .
Your Mom is still waiting for you .
Your beloved is there with a hope of new.
The death is sure ,the death is absolute.
But it is dignitary the sacrifice you contribute.
No fear of war,it's about the honour.
The regality of life is like never before.
The true Hero, you will be remembered
Forever.

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जिंदेगी भी क्या है???
इन ३ सालों में जिंदेगी कितनी बदली है?!
कितनी यादें मिले इन सालों में!
कितनी जवाब मिले इन सवालों में।
दोस्त मिले और खोए भी।
दिल से खुशी हुई और नहीं भी।
पूरी उम्र के लिए अब साथ कमाया है हमने।
कभी चूपी में भी जो हसा दे ऐसे यार कमाया है हमने।
ना चाह कर भी कितनों को उदास किया है।
चाह कर भी कितनों को खूश नहीं कर पाए।
हॉस्टल के खाने से रोज शिकायत करते थे।
ये नहीं खा सकते बोल के उसे ही खाते थे।
जब कोई बात दिल पे लगे तो आंसू आ जाते थे।
और कोई दो लफ्ज़ हसके बोले तो खिलखिला देते थे।
कितनी खुशी,कितने गम,कितनी मस्ती और हम।
कितनी बातें और कितनी जगी हुई रातें।
शिकायतें बहुत है हम सबको,
और सायद होना भी चाहिए।।
नहीं तो ये यादों के क्या मायने ???

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PETRICHOR

She came from her room,
To see how the sky sprinkles love.
The sound of raindrops
When they fall on the leaves,
Soak them with happiness.
The darkened sky,
And the chilly weather.
The muddy roads
And fragrance of the flower.
They make her soul shine brighter,
To smile like never before,
The smell of the soil,
Regain of the memories,
The beautiful laughter
And the scented petrichor.

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