चंदा ?

कई रातें गुज़र गईं, अब वो बात-चीत नहीं होती।
सोचा आज पूछूं तुझसे,
कैसा है तू?
कैसा है वो साथी तेरा,
जो तुझसे घंटो बाते किया करताथा?

ना जाने कितने ख़्वाबों की बातें की थीं
तुझसे इस झल्ली ने।
आज उन्हीं ख़्वाबों को जी रही हूँ।
मासूमियत को एक कोने में सँभाल कर रख दिया है,
झल्ली से अब ज़िम्मेदार हो चली हूँ।

तुझसे बात कर जो सुकून मिलता था,
अब वो घर जैसा एहसास किसी से बात करके नहीं मिलता।
तो सोचा पूछूं तुझसे
कैसी है उस पार की दुनिया?
कैसा है तू?
कैसा है वो साथी तेरा, जो तुझसे घंटो बाते किया करताथा?

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The Tale of a New Day

The tales of a new day feel a little different,
As if they hold the strength to fix what once felt distant.
A silent hope to rise above what’s been,
To let go of the past, and begin again, clean.

Whether it’s the first of the month or a coming Monday,
It whispers softly “everything will be okay.”
Each new day carries its own special light,
A quiet promise that things just might… feel right.

Sometimes, it dares us to dream once more,
To unlock a window, open a door.
And every sunrise seems to gently say,
“Come, let’s try again, let's start fresh today.”

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Stepping into the Crowd.

Here I am, at the start of the race,
With quiet hopes and dreams to chase.
A nobody, lost in a moving crowd,
Wearing the shell of someone proud.
Stepping into the 9-to-5 fight,
Eyes on the peak, chasing the light.

No big titles, no medal to show,
Just silent effort that few will know.
But deep inside, a fire stays,
Burning bright through uncertain days.
And though I shake, I won’t step back
I’m here to rise, to make my track.

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April Fools

April Fools—it sounds so silly,
But oh, how fun to be a kid, really!
Just for a day, let worries slide,
And live with that childhood pride.

Being grown-up has its perks, they say,
Yet fun feels rare along the way.
But today’s the day to laugh out loud,
Be a little foolish, stand out from the crowd.

The first of the month, a fresh new start,
Yet a little mischief is good for the heart.
So take a break, just for a while,
And relive those days of giggles and smiles.

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बस यूँ ही मन हल्का करने आई हूँ,
कुछ अनकही सी दिल की बातें कहने आई हूँ।

हँसती तो हमेशा हूँ, खुश भी रहती हूँ,
पर आज कुछ छुपे हुए दर्द जताने आई हूँ।

वक़्त के साथ सब बड़े हो रहे हैं,
बचपन की हंसी जिम्मेदारियों में खो रहे हैं।
इसी भीड़ में अपनी मासूमियत बचाने आई हूँ,
बड़ों की दुनिया से बच, बचपन का हिस्सा संजोने आई हूँ।

खुद से बातें किए अरसा हो गया,
ख्वाहिशों को दिल में दबाए ज़माना हो गया।
आज फिर खुद से मिलने आई हूँ,
बीते लम्हों की खुशबू समेटने आई हूँ।

बस यूँ ही मन हल्का करने आई हूँ,
कुछ अनकही सी दिल की बातें कहने आई हूँ।

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जादा नही,
बस ये कहना है उससे,
कि ख़याल रखे वो अपना भी,
मैं तो हमेशा ही बढ़िया रहती हूँ।
दोस्त और परिवार से दूर,
एक नए शहर, नई दुनिया में,
एक प्यारे से साथी के साथ
अपना नया चैप्टर लिखना शुरू कर रही हूँ।

तू तो जानता है,
मैं तो हमेशा ही बढ़िया रहती हूँ।
और अब, इस शैतान-सी मासूम का ख़याल रखने के लिए,
एक मासूम-सा शैतान मिल गया है।

Bhaytad, अब तू खुद का ख़याल रखना।
इस छोटी-सी ज़िंदगी में,
इस bhoot को अपने भूतकाल में छोड़,
नई कहानियाँ लिखना,
नई कविताएँ रच।
Bhaytad अब तू अपना ख़याल रखना।

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Seven Lives, Seven Promises.

Seven months ago, our story began,
And in seven days, I'll take your hand.
Not just for now, but for lives untold,
A love so pure, worth more than gold.

We'll fight fair, with hearts aligned,
Never letting anger make us blind.
No wounds to reopen, no scars to remind,
Our bond will grow in endless time.

For seven lives, I’ll stand by your side,
For seven lives, I’ll always remain,
In joy, in sorrow, through loss and gain.
Through every season, our love will shine,
A timeless promise, forever mine.

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Seven Lives, Seven Promises.

Seven months ago, our story began,
And in seven days, I'll take your hand.
Not just for now, but for lives untold,
A love so pure, worth more than gold.

We'll fight fair, with hearts aligned,
Never letting anger make us blind.
No wounds to reopen, no scars to remind,
Our bond will grow in endless time.

For seven lives, I’ll stand by your side,
For seven lives, I’ll always remain,
In joy, in sorrow, through loss and gain.
Through every season, our love will shine,
A timeless promise, forever mine.

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InnocentHer

She wears a smile like a precious shield,
Hiding stories her heart won’t yield.
Her laughter rings, soft yet bright,
Masking the shadows she feels each night.

Her confidence, once a blooming flower,
Now whispers faintly, hour by hour.
In a world that calls her a shining star,
She wonders silently if she’s come that far.

Her thoughts remain a gentle tide,
She’s the favorite, yet she hides inside.
Her insecurities weave a quiet song,
But she’s been strong, oh, so long.

Maybe they know, maybe they see,
The dreams she guards so carefully.
But words escape her, lost in the air,
Her feelings, unspoken, linger there.

Yet within her lies a spark of gold,
A story waiting to be told.
Through cracks in her smile, light pours through,
A silent promise: she’ll bloom anew.

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To My Beloved Husband-To-Be

In the glow of dreams yet to be, I see your face,
A beacon of love, my heart's safe place.
Through life's twists and winding streams,
You are the keeper of all my dreams.

With your messy hair and soulful eyes,
You paint my world with endless skies.
Your shy smile, a treasure so rare,
Speaks of love and tender care.

In your sleepy voice, I hear my home,
A haven where my heart will roam.
Each word you say, a soothing song,
With you, my love, I belong.

The journey ahead is ours to share,
Through joy, through sorrow, we’ll always care.
My husband-to-be, my heart’s own key,
Forever and always, you’ll be home to me.

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