Overwhelming youth, gushing like a fountain.
You may not realise this youth draining its energies.
These fewer energies welcoming the wrinkles.
Wrinkles growing deeper under the shades of grey.
Fragile bones supported by the stubborn greys.
No matter how well it is supported by fine words.
The undeterred old age is well awaited the same side.
Old age! No, wait...wait...
Is actually a gold age.
Gold, that a very few, only chosen ones experience.
Ponder over the ugly cocoon experiencing the emergence of a butterfly,
Is this not our emergence from a tattered mass to an enlightened wisdom!
We must receive this gift of wisdom with open heart..

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"I want to write",
It feels like I want too much
Sometimes.
And, If these wants could speak,
the replies would certainly be rude...

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The wise and the not so wise,
Will always refuse to acknowledge each other..

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राख से क्या ज़िक्र आग का ,
और आग से क्या लगाने वाले का,
फितरत ही कसूरवार हो अगर,
ग़म क्या फिर उजड़ जाने का।

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ज़िंदगी की ख़्वाहिश में,
ज़िंदा रहने की कोशिश
ना बन जाऊं तो कहना।

मैं तेरी चाहत में,
तेरा इश्क
ना बन जाऊं तो कहना।

दूर हो कर भी तेरी सांसों से गुज़रती रहूं,
मैं रूह तेरे जिस्म की
ना बन जाऊं तो कहना।

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Sounds and letters,
scattered and searching ,
to be a word, a thought.
Eager to be an expression,
looking for a poignant mind,
nerves to shape it on paper.
So restless to be heard,
A poem,
I wish could choose me.

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Descended for sure from the heaven,
Like clouds offering showers of pure rain,
Giving one more prospect to ascend,
For the devils who stray here as in hell..

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जो सहज, सरल, सशक्त हो_
वो कविता है।
जो शब्दों की गागर में,
विचारों का मंथन हो_
वो कविता है।

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आज़ाद ये देश मेरा,
अपनों की ही बदनीयती
की गिरफ्त में है।
आज़ाद ये देश मेरा।

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All my endeavours
To set me free
Brings me back to your solace.

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