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निशब्द

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शब्दों की आध में छुपते हुए
ना झुकते हुए
चलते हैं लोग

लफ़्ज़ों की ढाल है
कभी तलवार है
जाने कौनसी जंग लड़ते हैं लोग

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August 31, 2016 at 12:36 pm

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उड़ता चला

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उड़ता चला यह मन मेरा
इसे ना रोको

इसे ना रोको

जाने कितने पर फैलाए
रात और दिन घर ना आये
है कहाँ पे उसका घर
इसे ना रोको

इसे ना रोको

रुत हैं बदली
दिन भी बदले
रास्ते तूफ़ान के पहरे
इसे ना रोको

इसे ना रोको

जाने दो इसको जहाँ पर जाने देगी ज़िन्दगी
कितने भी आंसूं बहाए
इसे ना रोको

इसे ना रोको

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June 16, 2016 at 12:18 pm

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Blue

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Blue is the moon
on this blue night
Blue is the ocean
with stillness might
Blue is the sound
which a bluebird makes
Blue is the smell
of that blueberry cake
Blue is the color
when the world is still
Blue is the touch
of that mourning hill

Blue is blue
all blue round
Blue is the dream
where everything blue is found.

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April 1, 2014 at 9:45 pm

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See a dream and live it through…

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Isn’t life like a dream… a dream we transform.. an occasional nightmare… a thorough bliss…with endless time…with an always open possibility that it will end today or tomorrow…we glide through it as much as we can ad hope it never ends…but when it does lets make sure it was fun… we flew how high we wanted to … defied all laws of nature… saw the stars up close…
The dream still continues and maybe something will wake me up… but i will wake up with a smile on my face that i will make sure.

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January 24, 2014 at 1:09 pm

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Reverie..

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A maiden I saw, sitting top a hill;
the butterflies and meadows around her, she was so still;
a drop of tear, a pearl so round;
across the eye, so blue as the ocean earthly bound;

Fell the drop, down on the leaf;
down again, it found itself on a seed;
unimagined was the magic it possess;
for the seed vanished; appeared a tree grand and ageless;

The maiden stood up, and hugged the tree;
The tree shook; as if it was set free;
Blind i was, from the light I saw;
Fled the maiden and the prince while i stood there in awe.

Remember i still, the meadow of bloom;
laid where the maiden, in her moment of gloom;
Her skin so fair, her hands on the grass;
Ah so i wish, the damn prince i was.

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April 30, 2012 at 7:49 pm

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Priorities..

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To be stuck in an infinite loop of priorities is a weird feeling. The things which enjoy your foremost attention turn to be trivial and what was trivial you push yourselves to make it a priority.

I think the heart takes priority.

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April 29, 2012 at 10:58 am

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Butterfly Caught..

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I loved chasing butterflies in my childhood. Ah! the feeling of spotting the beautiful creature. Mesmerized by its beauty, i would stare at it wondering where it came from, wondering if i should catch it, wondering what if i just sit here and stare at it all day long. But they always seemed to possess some sadistic sense of humor. I guess they loved the sight of a boy running after them, trying to catch them or not. It’s quite obvious by the way they fly. Always just one step ahead of you, they wobble here and there. I would jump around and chase it; a weird sense of achievement it was to be able to appreciate the subtle beauty, to get a little more near to it
that i was the last time.

I chase opportunities now. Years have passed. Children run after butterflies; they said. There is no point in running for something you are not even going to catch my lad!! Find something that can be your own at the end. Just so i am happy, i conjure dreams which i chase in the shadows of these day-lit opportunities.

Chasing butterflies was better. It’s time i get back to it.

Oh and btw, what are you doing nowadays?

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April 24, 2012 at 5:10 pm

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