And I keep ears open,to listen your voice ;

And I feel proud on me, grudge on my choice !

And the cuckoo fails in that,

Stops the flute,wants to catch,

In this world sweetest one,

So the nature comes in stun,

Stopping all the noise,

And I keep ears open,to listen your voice !

I don't show any utter,

So that voice not in fetter',

Melody of fond extreme,

And the accent ,keeps me blink,

And my heart rejoice ,

And I keep ears open,to listen your voice !

As the voice comes from far,

Still it holds me too near,

So I weave all the feelings,

As it takes me in stealing,

I love my choice,

And I keep ears open,to listen your voice !

Once two dew drops meet

in hazes of chilly space
He, a peel of icy sallow
She, a luminary face

The winds were husky
in this chilly night
both clutched their palms
to survive this fright

 Falling below they lost hold
he kept in view her lace
he said, I'll locate you on earth,
oh! My luminary countenance 

With sunrise, ending the night,
dew drops looked afar
with his soft influence
he spotted his dewy star.

There she was,
so fragile and clear
amid the trillion dewdrops,
was close to her without fear

 He said, if sun dissolves us
to the earth we may fall
I will not overlook your face,
The most brilliant dew of all

 Chase you to close-by brook
into streams that flow
and trail you into the ocean
to anyplace you go.

We will get together
if not within this sun beat
somewhere in obscurity
again we might meet.

Then two of us, with all our might,

 will melt, merge and unite.

WISH TO GIVE MY DEAR !

COLLECT A COLOURED OYSTER,

FROM THE BASE OF SEA ,

AND MIXED THE LOVE OF ME !

PICKED THE BRIGHT SUNSHINE,

AND MIXED MY LIGHT TO REFINE ,

TO GIVE IT TO LOVE OF MINE !

KEPT A LAMP HIDING IN HEART,

TO SHOW THE LIGHT IN DARK ,

TO MY CRADLE -SOME IN EARTH !

RELIEVED TIRENESS BATHING IN STREAM,

AND MADE THE LIFE AS CREAM ,

SO MY LOVER CAN DREAM !

WEAVED A NEST ON BRANCH TREE TOP !

AND KEPT ALL HAPPINESS IN MY STOCK !

AND MY MIND TO GET FRIEND ROUGE !

OUT TO COLLECT THE WISH OF FRIEND !

TO THAT FAR AWAY FENCE !

AND WILL BRING ONE DAY ,

MY FRIEND’S SMILE TO STAY !

My Love is as dear as blooming lotus.

As dear as princess of fairyland.

Her heart as gentle as divine
heart,

She is love galore in her
fathomless heart.

She is as far as twinkling stars.

She is as near as light of those
stars

Her smile as elegant as innocent flower,

Everybody says, she is an angle's
daughter.

And her eyes, she turns like
shooting star,

From heaps of clouds, she peeped.

With that enchanting sweet smile,


And aroma I read.

She is as dear as greatest artist
art;

Everybody murmurs marvelous,

Even my poetic undying care and
admiration

While writing verse, smile and
aroma evoke reaction

And in her devotion, I get no
other imagination

Everybody says her beauty glows
forever.

By every word of praise,

Gazals and poem have no power.

To stand against her dazzling
eyes.

She is as dear as debonair lotus.

She is as fair as azure white
cloud

Lonely she walked, following
midday sun,

She admired this poor poet's
heart..

feelings have no boundaries…

every being has a heart that feels the emotions…

caste, creed, colour don’t obstruct feelings…

language is not a hurdle for love…

affection clings on care and trust…

feel the feelings of the  being…

they would reciprocate in the same manner…

respect the being an not the colour…

care for the being and for the dialect…

honour the being and not their religion… 

love the being more than yourself…

kill the hatred to love the being…

fight to save the life of the being…

give, give and give happiness to every living being…

“Love comes like a soft breeze

Dwells like a feeling in the heart,

 Invisible to the eyes

It affects the soul,

Brightens the life,

Tranquil like the moon,

Love gives a reason to smile 

Love comes like an angel

Touches with its magical wand,

Its essence felt in the air

It touches the heart,

Life seems to be dream,

Somewhere in a heavenly abode

aaj is baris ke yeh bunde dila jati hein mujhe khuch yaad mithi se….. fir aah rahi hein uske yaad mere in khayalo mein khuch halki se….
aaj bhi satati hein uski woh mithi si muskan jo kavi woh hame dekh kar kiya karti thi..
marte hein hum aaj bhi unki us adaoo par jab woh hamare khande par sar rakh kar sarmaya karti thi…
sarmana aur mere baho mein ana yeh to ek bahana tha…
woh to mere khandho mein apne sar ko rakh kar itne din bicherne ke ehsas ko chupana tha…..
jane kaise ajib si milti hein ek sukun is dil ko jab hote hum dono ek dusre ke baho mein…
bhul jate hum sare gaam aur dukho ko jo bitaye the hum ek dusre ke bagar is dard vari duniya mein…
baho mein hum jab ek dusre ke atte hein to na jane yeh aasuu kyo nikal atte hein…
karta hein hum ek dusre ko tasalli dete hue ke nahi sayad chala gaya hein kuch in akho mein…
yeh to hum dono jante hein kaise rahete hein hum ek dusre se is tarah juda hokar….
rote hein hum har pal ek dusre ke yaad mein apne is pagal dil ko tasalli dekar….
rone se na yeh gaam kamte hein na yeh tanhai mujhse juda hokar…
buss tasalli dete hein hum ek dusre ko ke rahenge hum ek sath chahe roye ya hase kitne bhi dur hokar….
rahenge hum har waqt unke sath zindagi var…..

I regret
everything I’ve done
No one cares what I think.

Black tears stain my cheeks.

The sobbing I cannot hide.

My dark hair is smooth to touch.

Silky.

I wear the torn, battered dress.

It’s grey.

LIke rain clouds before a storm.

My arms are scarred;

My dreadful experience is imprited on my body.

My mind is thinking about everything that just happened.

Thoughts are whirling around

in my brain.

Nothing could heal my pained, shattered soul.

The sorrow and grim feeling of a storm

is equivilent to my emotions.

I sit in a puddleof my tears.

No one wanted me.

That’s why I’m crying now.

My heart is broken

battered

tortured

bleeding.

But I knew I would approach

death soon.

It seem satisfing.

That I wouldn’t have to deal

with everyone anymore.

But I don’t.

Instead I remain in the corner of the stone room.

Forlorn and miserable.