Ajib baat he hena hum sab sapne dekhte he is trah bhawishya ki yojnaaye banate he jese ki hum apne kismat ke malik ho
Par hum anjaan he wahaa jate he jahaa ye kismat le jati he.-
They captured her smile
into postulated frames
unaware of the burden
her lips carried.-
When the day comes
and I cross the Styx,
cover me with ashes of
my crumpled
unvarnished poems,
let them float like whispers
sinking onto the eyes
making them bleed the unshed;
Lay me gently
inside the soft loamy soil
with my unfinished metaphors
and when flowers bloom
over my grave
gather them with your
unsung echoes and
press them in your books
bruising the pages red and blue;
Underline my unsaid words
in between the blank spacings
of those dried petals,
learn them by heart and
sing along with the birds.-
अब तो गैर भी समझने लगे हैं दर्द को मेरे...
और कुछ अपने हैं जिन्हें एहसास तक नहीं!!!-
Her heart gave her hundreds of things to say to him ...
but her mind gave her thousands of reasons not to.-
Dearest pillow,
Someday I will send a tale out into the world.
Will it be a hurricane you reckon, ripping whole worlds apart or a gentle drizzle for a parched soul? Or perhaps it will be destined to remain a forgotten cloud, hovering unseen, unheard. I however, like to imagine it to be floating out there, a snowflake, frail yet enduring, a testament that I lived and breathed and loved.
Yes. Someday, my story will not be untold anymore.
Till then, just keep hearing me out.
Tanya-
Suno..!
Mujhe pasand hain alag rehna,Tanha rehna,chup rehna,sab sehna..!-
Mera zakhm mujhse bayan kiya nahi jata,
Tum sunti to tumhe bhi bin roye raha nahi jata,
Ye to tumhari di hui nishani hai,
Haan ye zakhm bohot purani hai.-
वो गम जो किसी के साथ,
बाँटा नही जा सकता है !
वो आँसू जो कभी,
किसी ने नही देखे है !
वो जंग जिसमें कोई,
मेरे साथ नही होता है !
वो जख्म जिस पर,
हर मर्र्हम बेअसर से है !
और ये रातें,
जिसे काटना आज भी आसान नही है !
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