एक शमा जो जलती है भीतर,
मेरे भी और तेरे भी.
रात की तन्हाई में गुदगुदाती है अंदर,
मेरे भी और तेरे भी.
सोच में मगर बहुत है अंतर,
मेरे भी और तेरे भी.

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Memories bring back,
What today lacks .
The innocence of life,
That got lost in daily strife.
The friends forever ,
Who we promised to forget never .
The unspoken love ,
Where the silence was enough.
The memories bring them all,
Over the many years of haul.

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हमेशा कम ही पड़ा ।
विस्तृत सी कहानी वह,
कहि जाये कैसी ज़बानी यह ।
शुरू के चंद लफ़ज़ ही
गड़ पाती ये कलम भी।
फिर खो जाता मन मेरा,
आता नज़र ही बस चेहरा तेरा।
बातें इतनी और शब्द बस चंद
लिखूं कैसे मैं और कोई छंद।

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Sometimes i wonder ,
What is more important?
The peace of mind ,
Or a thread that binds?
What about the days that are lost,
In arguments , and at what cost ?
Loneliness for sure is there ,
And probbaly no one to care ,
Still the stillness in heart,
Is more than any reward .
Choice is ours to choose,
And decide in life what to loose ,
A piece of mind or a piece of heart,
I save my mind as else everything goes tart ,
Not been that easy,
But I have kept myself busy .
In the years gone and years to come ,
The resilience and strength I cannot succumb.

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In the rising sun,
And also in a hot loaf bun

I see hope
In dew on flowers mild
And also in a playing child

I see the hope
In the seashore art
And also in a kindred heart

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जब भी हम जुदा रहे

दिन महीने साल गुज़रते रहे

दिल का हाल ना कभी कह सके 

अंजान एक दूसरे के जज्बात से 

हम बस ये दूरी सहते रहे

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I bring you lots of Cheer ,
And my wishes sincere,
May there be faith,
As the scriptures saith,
But more importantly,
And thus Saintly,
May there be love and harmony,
And may we all live cordially!!

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गुम हो गए,
कल थे जहां,
आज भी हैं वहीं ।
थी मजबूत दीवार
मेरी बुलंदी की,
ज़माने की गोलियों से,
लो छलनी सी हुई।
चिंगारियां थी सीने में,
आज भुज सी गईं,
मेरी सांसें भी,
लो सर्द हो चलीं।
वक्त आखरी है,
घड़ियां कुछ थम सी गईं,
मुक्कमल फिर हो जहां मेरा,
अब भी बस यही ख्वाहिश रही।

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That and this,
The smaller things,
Since now, I have got wings.
Now it's my flight,
I rein the horses tight,
It's my direction,
And my inflection.
The small things do not bother,
Nor do they any more smother,
I now fly high,
And see from a bird's eye.

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I found my Serendipity,
In my head lives that imagery ,
I talk not about its biggity,
For I disturb not the tranquility.

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