थोड़ा सोच ..थोड़ा थम
समय तो सब के हाथ से ही एक दिन चला जायेगा
मिट्टी से हुआ था जन्म और मिट्टी में ही मिल जायेगा
पर दिल ही रहेगा पत्थर जब
इंसानियत क्या ही निभा पायेगा
कागज़ो पर लिखा होगा नाम
कागज़ो तक ही सिमट कर रह जायेगा
जान सब जाएँगे कड़ी-मेहनत के बल पर तुझे
लेकिन चरित्र बिना एक नई पहचान कैसे बनाएगा
खुश रह नहीं पाएगी तेरी यह रूह
अपने और अपनो के जज़्बात भूल जायेगा
ढूंढ़ कर भी नहीं मिलेगा मन को वह सुकून
फ़िर इंसान नहीं तू बस पत्थर ही कहलायेगा

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एक प्यार का संदेश कविता के मध्यम से माता-पिता के नाम

[ कैप्शन में पढ़ें]

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Title - Greedy Change


I'm so blindfolded by the money
I see no reckless cutting of the Greens
Ignoring their death.. I hear no screams ,
Though I feel the approach..the silent & horrific steps of my disastrous fate
Yet I choose to forbid action..I'd rather feed myself with an endless debate ,

As I'm a Human so foolish
Seeking solutions in delusions
That maybe I'll survive the catastrophe & let the others die,
For I'm so blindfolded by the money
That I only seek truth in my hideous greedy lies ..

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Short poem :- Empty friends


She said she'd put some joy on my face
Whenever the tears would dance their way through my cheeks ,
He said he'd be the shoulder for me to cry on
When the problems would magnify till I'm unable to breathe ,
Like a spendthrift I spent my days
Stepping into the shoes of dilemmas they've faced
And it was high time for them to be involved
Cause it was low time that I craved their support
Then Life concluded this up ..
Just empty friends I hold in my lonely arms
Just some nuisance I enrolled for the self harm ...

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Glow

[ Poem in the Caption]

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He wasn't like, "Change according to me"
He loved me according to me ...

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Cuddling is an innocent act of caring for someone
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He was my Richard Parker
I was his irrationally named Pi ..
He departed so unceremoniously
That he didn't even bid me a goodbye ..
We shared a weird bond , an unknown connection
We relied on each other for survival through anonymous interaction
His glaring at me so strangely made me wonder what I got
He talked about me through his eyes , hit the right spot
We were alone in the shoreless Ocean , our hunger grew tremendous day by day
We lost beloved lives already , our sadness was approaching out from every way
It was his Wildness that helped me survive
It was his presence that helped me revive
When we were finally through this
I wept like a child that I can't deny ..
He was my Richard Parker
And I was his irrationally named Pi ..
He departed so unceremoniously that he didn't even bid me a goodbye ...

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Being Held
{ Read in Caption }

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Different perspectives yield different stories

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