अफवाहों के घेरे में
वो राज दबाएं जाते है
मंदिर मस्ज़िद के चक्कर में
जिंदा इंसान दफनाएं जाते है
है जोर हवा के झोंको का
हर कश्ती डगमगाई है
ऊबड़ खाबड़ सी पगडंडी पर
मीलों ये जनता चल आयी है
है रात अंधेरी कितनी भी
सुबह का पहर भी आएगा
जिस ताज पर बैठो हो तुम लाशों के
वो भी एक दिन ढह जायेगा।

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मजदूर नहीं,
मजबूर है वो
गलती किया हुआ
बेकसूर है वो,

रोटी को धूप से सेंकता है,
उसके पांव तो छांव में जलते है,
उसको तेरे वादों का क्या,
उसके इरादे तो उसके खाली पेट में पलते है,
थक थक कर थक जाता है वो,तो थोड़ा और वो चलता है
उसकी सारी जिन्दगी थोड़ा को पूरा करने में ढल जाती है
और
एक शाम उसकी लाश पटरी पे पाई जाती है,
और एक बार फिर,
मजबूर की मजबुरियत की घिल्ली उड़ाई जाती है
संसद में ना होती है कोई चर्चा ना कोई सुनवाई,
सिर्फ पढ़ा दी जाती है' आत्मनिर्भरता की चौपाई'।

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As you set out on your journey to "the new year"
Pray that the road is long, with
Full of adventure, full of happiness, full of knowledge
The failure, the anxiety, the apprehension, the uneasiness–do not fear them.
You will find them; such as these on your path; these are surmountable
if your thoughts remain lofty, if a fine emotion touches your sprit, body and your soul.

Pray that the road is long
When the things go wrong as they sometimes will,
When the funds are low and debt are high
When you want to smile but you have to sigh
When the many failure comes about and the despair sprawl it's feet in the mind

Pray that the road is long
When the winter's night is tough
And the fire is not close to your bone
When the people meet you in the day bright
and leave you in the cold night.
Let's resolute
And give this year agian a survival fight.

Though the road is long
but don't hurry the voyage at all.

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Agar me sochta, sochta
so jau.
Tere Naam likhi
us Kavita Ko.
To kya ise
ikrar manogi?

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The urge to maintain
you in my life—
Grew inside me like
A wildfire.

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Somehow, I have always waited for the things to end.
I have waited for my school to end, and then my collage.
I have waited for my internship to end,
And now when my stint at my firm, I am waiting for a job seeker life to end.
I have waited for my crush,
And when I have finally fallen in love with another girl, I have waited for love.
The question is, is it always about the ending?
And if' it is. When have I ever lived?
Is life a break from death or is death a break from life.
Anyway, for now I am just waiting for the night to end. It has been a really long one.

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Khud Ko azaad Kiya Mene
Ek Muddat se aaj,
Tumhe yaad Kiya Mene

Kuchh kasmo se;
Kuchh Vado se
Kuchh sath beeti
Un Sard raaton se
Khud Ko azaad Kiya Mene
Aankhon ki barshaton se

Kuchh ulajhe-suljhe dhagon se
Kuchh kachhe-pakke naaton se
Kuchh unkahi un baaton se,
Khud Ko azaad Kiya Mene
Gujari Hui un mulakaton se

Kuchh purane rakhe khaton se
Kuchh ulajhi Hui laton se
Kuchh un tasveero se
Aaj khud Ko azaad Kiya Mene
Pyar ke un zanjeeron se.

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They tried to
Teach me religion
But failed.

They say
My idea of humanity
Is a sin for their god.

They tried to
Teach me casteism
But failed.

They say
My idea of caste-less
Is vice for their yoke.

They tried to
Teach me overpower the women
But failed.

They say
my idea of equality
Is rot for their knot.

They tried to
Teach me regionalism
But failed.

They say
my idea of unity in diversity
Is louche for their vote.

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Sometimes it's not about the story or chapter
It's about holding yourself between
Two corners of blank page.....

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The humidity of my desires
May bring rain
Of temptation.
But the fragrance
Of the soil
Is still hold by
The clouds of your memories.

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