We live by words.
Our lives are just sentences.
Some are short, some long,
Some end before they begin,
Not all have meaning.
If lives are sentences,
Is Death a full stop?
Or is it just a comma?
Some sentences end abruptly.
Some with exclamation marks.
Some end with a question.
Some with no punctuation at all.
Some end with quotation marks,
Where men come to the world
Say what they have to
And then they leave.-
We look for love we do not give
We expect kindness we do not bear
Then we go around with a dismal face
And proclaim the world's not fair
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Let me make a bed of my mistakes
And lie down for an eternity
Let me wear my lacking around my neck
Not for the world to pull
But for me to wipe my mouth
After I drink to my failures
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The poet says we are like flowers
We are full of colours
We are beautiful and bright
We take in the essence of the surrounding
Then impart our fragrance to the world
Then die out slowly and disappear into dust
I don't agree with the poet
We are not the flowers, we are the bees
Flowers being the wants we have
All our lives we hop from want to want
Getting some, wanting more
We are numbered in billions
All so alike with all our differences
Each and all trying to fill their hives
More and more, the wants never end
All that ends in the end are we
Only to be replaced by a new swarm-
Mornings do not come alone
Waking up is difficult when you haven't slept
How can you greet mornings
When you're not ready to let the nights go?
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Somethings shouldn't be said
But some should be screamed out loud.
To know which is which
Makes you stand out from the crowd.
The people live by the extremes,
They'd say nothing or they'd say it all.
Either is not an ideal deed,
Either could lead you to your fall.
People who blurt out everything
Are too shallow to hold their worth.
No one pays them any heed,
They are used for general mirth.
People who don't say anything,
Are too deep to escape their head.
They're always taken for granted,
And their needs are seldom fed.
People who know when to speak,
Once were part of the crowd too
But they learnt from their mistakes,
Moved apart and started anew.-
If I mix fire with the world
What would I get?
A burning world? Or a fire
That is everything at once?
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The yearning for learning is burning in me.
I am churning and turning, returning to me.
It's done, I've won, Now you run o my fear.
The one, I am the sun, there's none that's near.
I arrive, full, alive, to revive myself.
To strive, and survive, I arrive myself.
Do not try for I am high as the sky itself.
You'll die if you try to fly to my shelf.
Born again in the rain of the pain am I.
I strain to attain the terrain I eye.
I do want to flaunt my jaunt to all.
You vaunt, you taunt, and haunt your fall.
I rise in my skies and then dies the mist.
I am wise, in disguise, I know lies you twist.
Even though I know who's the foe, I pretend.
To your woe, nice and slow, I'd row to your end.
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तोहमतें तमाम लगाओ
हर दम मेरा नाम लगाओ।
जब भी दिल तुम्हारा टूटे
मुझ पे ही इलज़ाम लगाओ।
अब तो चोरी चुपके छोड़ो
दिल को सर-ए -आम लगाओ।
मुझ को भी मसरुफ कर दो
इशक़ में मेरा काम लगाओ।
ये बस्ती बाज़ार है बाबु
बेचो खुद को, दाम लगाओ।
छोड़ो सब की प्यास, ओ साकी
बैठो तुम भी जाम लगाओ।
कैसे अब तक ज़िंदा है ये?
तारिक़ पे इनाम लगाओ।-