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Kal- The Past, The Future | Hindi Poetry
Kal- The Past, The Future | Hindi Poetry
Jo baatein kal unse hui,
Vo kal kisi aur se bhi hogi
Jo pyaar bhari mulakaatein kal unse hui
Vo kal kisi aur se bhi hogi
Vo afsaane, panno pe fir parose jayenge
Vo nagme, shabdon mein fir pirohye jayenge,
Fir se hogi vo gud gudi do dilon ke bich,
Fir se vo janmo janam ke vaade dohraye jayenge
Vo shaamein hasi se fir khilegi
Fir kisi ke sang vo raatein, meethi baton se dhalegi,
Vo jaane anjaane mein rok tok fir hogi,
Vo ruthne manane ki nok jhok fir hogi,
Sab Kuch jo kal unke sang hua, vo kal fir hoga
Ab ki baar sirf vo waqt, vo daur alag hoga,
Zindagi ka samundar to rahega vahi,
Bas kashti ke intzaar ka choor alag hoga
Kuch lamhon ke tham jane se, waqt rukta nahi,
Kuch apno ke bichad jane se , pal theherta nai,
Vo to tha ful tha kamal ka,
Use to kichard se nikalna hi tha,
Apni khushboo se roshan karne pure jahaan ko,
Use kaanton se to bichardna hi tha,
Yaadein to rahegi uski, zehen mein humesha,Dil tutne ka dukh bhi hoga,
Par jo bit gaya use bhulake
Ane wale kal ki umeed ka sukh bhi hoga,
Ab vo alfaaz alag honge,
Jo in lafzon se niklenge ,
Gehraai ki sochme, Sanjoke niklenge,
Pyaar to hoga beshumaar firse,
Is baar samajhdaar bhi hoga,
Sirf umeedon pe jo tika hua tha,
Ab thoda hoshiyaar bhi hoga
Naadani to hogi firse,Par kal ki galtiyaan na dohraai jayengi
Sikhaya hai ateet ne jo,
Vo sikh ab saari nazar ayengi
Bachpana bhi hoga aankhon mein,
Hothon pe masum si muskaan bhi khilegi,
Vo jo ek umeed sajai thi kal unke saath,
Vo hakikat banke ab kisi ke sang aur behtar guzregi.
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A girl.The girl | English Poetry
A girl.The girl | English Poetry
Winds changed their direction,
The summer passed,
The return was different
What left at first, didn’t last.
The arrival was not the same, The departure was made to blame,
The chaos in her subsided the peace,
She smiled but was not at her ease.
The child in her had died,
It was just the woman, who survived.
At a distance she stood,
Looked like the woman, I didn’t understood.
The child had majestic eyes,
They laughed and cried at the same time,
The woman had a thoughtful view,
Practical and logically shrewd,
The child was entangled in the struggle of hope,
Jostling in and out, stretching the threads of rope,
The woman now had embraced her soul,
Not much to shudder, not much to howl
The child then had a life,
Whereas the woman just lives,
Tired of searching, her inner peace
As the distance closed,,
Her aura on my thoughts, bestowed,
The smile was still at its peak,
The charming eyes still had a lot to speak,
Not the woman, she was still the child,
Disguised for others, known to the ones nearby,
It was a mistake, I was wrong,
Though it was an illusion, but that of my own,
Somewhere I thought,
I met a girl whom I thought I lost to the world unknown,
But she was still the girl, the girl very much known,
I never met the woman, it was the same child,
Life played the magic, the eyes got deceived by…….
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Childhood | English Poetry
Childhood | English Poetry
The Time was odd,
The people were even
We were born,
From womb to heaven,
With small fingers, cute face;
We came in the world by god’s grace.
We learnt to walk, then to talk,
Then to hear and later to bear,
Surrounded by toys And hampers,
We were loved, we were pampered.
Life was good, life was going,
And there were we, totally enjoying
Nice clothes, tidy hair,
Tightened boots, roaming here and there,
We slept when we wished,
We ate at our own risk,
No thinking of what doing next,
No tension to make the present perfect
The time was good,
The mind was free.
The life was going as we destined it to be.
That was what childhood meant to me
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Childhood | English Poetry
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The End | English Poetry
The End | English Poetry
You never know who, what and when something happens to you and when it ends. All the smiles and laughter makes you feel that the world is yours but sometimes it is the abruptness that leads it to nowhere.
The Sun shown,
The wind blew,
I opened my eyes,
The thoughts flew.
I gathered them but they were few,
They began with you and ended with you.
Because it’s just you,who used to be my thoughts,
And it’s still you.
The past haunted me with the view,
The view which had only you.
The way you smiled, the way day began
The way you laughed , the way day ran.
The way we walked ,
The way time stopped
The way you wished,
The way I dream
The way you were sad, the way I felt bad,
The way I proposed ,
The way you respond
The way I pleaded,
The way you convinced
The way you cared;
The way I felt.
Finally ,
The day I cried,
The day you left
And,
The day you left ,
Was the day all ended.
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The End | English Poetry
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Jaane Ka Waqt Aa Raha Hai | Hindi Poem
Jaane Ka Waqt Aa Raha Hai | Hindi Poem
Vo Hawaaon ki bechainyan,
Ab badhne lagi hai.
Vo roz chalte the jinpe, vo rahein,
Ab angdaiyan lene lagi hai.
Shaakhon se gire patte,Ab humse rukhe rukhe se rehte hai,
Vo roz milte the aasmanon mein udte parinde,
Ab humse dur jate rehte hai
Vo maidan pe bichi hari pattiyaan,Ab thodi kathhor si lagne lagi hai,
Vo logon ki hasi, ab kuch aur hi lagne lagi hai
Yahan ki laal deewarein,Ab hume kuch batati nahi hai,
Vo bhoor ki kirne,
Ab hume kuch samjati nahi hai,
Raat ka vo shoor,
Ab shant hone laga hai,
Tha jo kal tak apna,
Vo ab dheere dheere khone laga hai.
Na Jane kyun,Par lagta hai yun,
Ki ab jaane ka waqt aa raha hai
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