Versions of grief
The hunger, the sleep and the pain
were sitting together
having dinner
The hunger can't be satisfied,
the sleep can't be awake
till it get full and
the pain can't feel
that it is satisfied already
from the dinner.
And all three are dipped in grief
For the fact
they can't be satisfied ever.
The hunger can't change its Nature.
The sleep can't change its habit.
And the pain can't loss its identity.-
thinks she can write
Co-author of book Close to Nature
इंसान मिलाता है
कुंडलियां
कुल
गोत्र
हैसियत
और न जाने
क्या–क्या
और फिर कहता है
विवाह बंधन है
प्रेम का-
To all the writers and readers
I always cherish the power writing holds, the more you write, the more you dwell in the understanding of this vast universe.Like all the endings represent a new start, all the stories, songs, poems written by the writer holds a teaching, essence and hope which is required by everyone. The night without moon is dark, so the writer without readers, I appreciate all the fellow readers and people belonging to the community which love literature. To being alive is to keep learning and writing.-
To all the writers and readers
I always cherish the power writing holds, the more you write, the more you dwell in the understanding of this vast universe.Like all the endings represent a new start, all the stories, songs, poems written by the writer holds a teaching, essence and hope which is required by everyone. The night without moon is dark, so the writer without readers, I appreciate all the fellow readers and people belonging to the community which love literature. To being alive is to keep learning and writing.-
Impulse
There are words
I want to share
There are words
I want to hear
There are few faces
I seek,
There are few rules
I broke,
I will break more
I dream,
There are secrets
I scream,
The creator of this heart
And the creator of life
Are they different?
Do they had fight
There are papers,
I need to burn
Before I leave
This place forever.
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Sometimes its better to get late
Than to be in hurry
Don't write the title
Before the story
Holding a cup of coffee
Sipping it slowly,
I announced,
Life runs fast
But rabbit lost the race
Turtle make it to the end
Wanna do everything
At a speed of life,
Then you only miss
What's it concealing
I used to think,
Brimming with tears
Eyes looks sad
Then I bumbed on
Someone,
Who likes them
Don't bring out the pain
And show it to the world
Instead make a cup of coffee
And sip it slowly.
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रूह क्या है?
वो जो शरीर नहीं,
वो जो मिटती नहीं,
वो जो दिखती नहीं,
वो जो है हिस्सा
परमात्मा का
जिसे दुनियां समझकर भी
कुछ समझती नहीं-
My heart
Why it hurts
A lot nowadays
I guess it miss u
A lot nowadays
-
Grasp
The moment
I realised,
I was so fragile
I was so weak
And that the moment
I lifted my hands
And I escape
Towards you
The one I hate
For being wicked
I turned to them
As only one evil
Can save me
From other.-
घर
तितलियों का घर हैं कहां?
चांद का है क्या कोई बसेरा?
रोशनी रातों को सोती है कहां?
क्या फूलों का घर है बगीचा?
चले जाते है लोग सफर में
रुकना नहीं चाहता कोई
एक जगह, एक घर में
तितलियां, चांद, रोशनी
और फूलों की तरह!
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