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Sunday, July 14, 2013

EHSAAS

दिल में लगी आग को बुझाओं तो कैसे ?
अपने  एहसास को बताऊ तो कैसे ?
मैं  कहता हु तो कुछ और समझ लेते हो 
मुझसे ज्यादा दुसरो का इकरार कर लेते हो 
भरोसा न था तो दिल क्यूँ लगा लिया डरकर खुद को क्यूँ सजा दिया 
कुछ बनकर आऊंगा लेने तुझे 
बस कुछ पल याद कर लेना मुझे 
मैं औरो की तरह झूठा नहीं 
अपने वादे पर अडिग हूँ दिल का खोटा नहीं 
जब तक लौट कर ना आओ मैं 
दिल में एहसास की दौलत को दबा कर रखना 
जलते रिश्ते को एहसास को समां से जला कर रखना 
दिल में लगी आग बूझ जाएगी जिस दिन 
अपने जज्बात को बयां कर जाऊंगा उस दिन 
तू मेरी साँसों में बस चुकी है 
चाहे तो इसे रोक देना 
पर मेरे मरने से पहले मुझसे इनकार न करना 
मिल  जब जायेंगे एक नया इतिहास बनायेंगे 
प्यार के पन्नो पर अमर प्रेम प्रसंग रच जायेंगे ..

GENTLEMAN'S LOVE..

The cold of snow felt in my mind 
my heart beats out in an unusual kind
it was all happening for a girl so pretty!!
should i talk to her??
or wait for a while 
the feelings continues by then,
she was gone miles..
troubles for me! should i follow her ?
how can i?
afterall i am a gentleman !!
But! sorry i said to my gentlemen soul
and stopped behind her to play lovers role
she was in search of something 
looked a back sudden
and found a handsome shying face trying to make it hidden

Oop!! its a great fault 
what she thinks of mee..
an unsocial element or a roadside romeo must be
the feeling of quite was all over my face and my soul
Is she going to beat me or slap me in control
Oh yes ! she is angry
Oh no ! what she wants to try

God!! please do help me pls do help me..
Will she be mine 
Will she be mine..

I WAS THEN AND IS NOW..

There was a time for me to fly
grizzled in an independent sky
flew above the clouds 
released the wings ans had a frond from the ground
lived in the nest without any threst
but the day to go took me with its blow
in found of glow i took a path but there was no one to show
and still i went with the flow
a few days ago i came to know joi-de-vivre with its ergo
her intro was an introversion 
so i was my fault to look her as a fake
but soon i realised her fate 
my faux pas tend me to feat her as spirit 
now she is the part of my flow for the glow..

DESPARATE LIFE..













Ones desperate life needs to take a break 
who knows our speed up life will take us to which track.
living on hope to live in certainty 
in between our promises hives in dignity
when i remind myself of those moments
it always astonishes me for heavenly abode
but are few in life to adore
not till date they ever come again
they urge me to seek solace
though i look alone in life's race 
to sense the feelings of gratitude 
'cause it is all due to her
i still remember of those moments in solitude 
no matters i am bereft of her 
succumbed of all desperation 
one thing i forget never 
she is the only i don't want to miss ever
who gave me those moments 
yes,the precious ones ..
whatever is to happen shall happen
one who comes have to die
that the ultimate truth beyond every lie
immortal is my feelings may not be i
feelings i pursued will always keep her alive..

FROM DUSK TO DAWN..





From dusk to dawn..
I used to see you in your lawn,
ow ! today is the time when i can't even frawn
you are always somewhat near me
 so that i find you in my dreams 
early morning brings your thoughts till the dawn your sweet memories are caught

From dusk to dawn..
your presence is felt all around
but in reality you are no where found.
i supposed to be your etal so that i shall be bound
it will only be an illusion for me to get you on ground 
If it happens ,you will always  be on ma lids..
my will to serve you seems to be from post patent era ,

From dusk to dawn..
I will always see you in my lawn.

TIME..


Time for a sort may be fine 
But we can't say its mine.
Tts like rime which repeats on wven prime.
Time is a wagon wheel of the system as one 
Tt never stops though some one comes or go.
Time for a sort may be fine 
Rut we can't say its mine 
Realise the value of time
Which for a sort may be fine 
But we can't say its mine..


WHEN LESS IS MORE..






When less is more 
though have to reach up the shore 
we don't have options to count sheep to sleep
a journey of faith to holy dark deep
the secrets of sensuous fragnance to radical change,
the miseries of life to fly away in limitless range.
When less is more 
though have to reach up the shore 
cursors of life moves with time and tides 
but miseries for corrections have no options to hide,
destiny plays role like folders to divide
once you are left behind all seems wrong side..