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Kareshma Sep 2014
Yun chala main in raston pe,
Bhool gaya *** khud ko.
Saathi kaun thay mere yaad nahi ab toh
Bas koi dikhta hain door khada,
halkisi muskaan lekar
Aur nahi samjha kyun,
main bhi muskaya aise bina wajah
Par lagta hain ab aise ke,
Shayad wo teri yaad hain


Khoya main apne mein kuch aisa,
Yaaron ka nahi hain pata
Ghar se hoon itna door,
ke ab woh bhi nahi yaad ata
Woh gaana sunta jab,
gungunta use awaaron jaisa tab
Aur nahi samjha main,
kyun gungunaya aisa bin matlab
Par lagta hain ab aise ke,
Shayad woh teri yaad hain

Juda hunye hain hum,
milte nahi hain ab hum
Din guzre,
beete hain ab saal
Zindagi mein main apne khoya, tu apne
Par phir bhi lagta,
shaayad hum milte toh hoti duniya alag
Hoti Manzil ek aur raaste ek,
Aur hota ek saathi,jise karta nahi main sirf yaadon mein quaid
7.1k · Sep 2014
Dedicated to my guitar..
Kareshma Sep 2014
As I hold you in my hand,
I know we are one.
you speak my language,
let my emotions flow.

I get a voice that no one's heard.
With you in my hand,
my fingers run wild,
I disconnect with the world that looks

You are my soul,you are my sky,
you are the one who gives me a high.

You speak out the emotions I can't express.
There is a world inside that is in distress.

With you I can have an identity to hide
part of which you, and only you know.

you are the water in which I can freely flow.
spending days with you together, I grow.

Years after years, we are so connected
you don't talk to me,
but our conversations don't end.

You are the true love in my life,
From others with me, this is what I hide.
an affair that will live even after I die.
6.8k · Sep 2014
Rebirth
Kareshma Sep 2014
Passion in the soul roars to fight out.
Thoughts disastrous and its a black out.

Played by the rules to be a part
Waste, the energy 'n drained, the heart

Fingers rise to isolate
and demons gather to desolate

My land is left high and dry
with not a human left to cry

The marooned soul is free to fly,
abandon the world and climb the high

Revive now, to a raw life
uninhibited and ready for a strife

Nothing to lean on, its a rebirth
and gather the dreams, buried under the earth
3.7k · Sep 2014
Pride
Kareshma Sep 2014
I smile at the silliest things you do
I laugh at the crappiest joke you crack
I ignore every mean thing you say about me

But there is a time, when I just can't be me
I will not hear a single word, put against me

The time you cross your limits, will make me cross mine
You will then not see, on my face, the same old smile

You cannot then, take me for granted
and I cannot be the same old friend, you always wanted.

You need to once stop and this is the time.
Cos' even before your friendship comes my pride.
2.8k · Sep 2014
The Tunnel of Dreams
Kareshma Sep 2014
Under the night sky walking with the moon
I hum a little song with a lazy old tune,
I live here at the sea but still afar I see,
what is known as, the tunnel of dreams

Dark it is when you get right inside
They say by the end, is a different life
Some who have gone, have never yet returned
Some who have returned haven't spoken a single word
Fear on their faces is only that I see

Night inside it is and cold blows the air
Think I am a fool as I walk by its side
Think I might die and never then return

But then again I ponder,  
and take a step forward
If I enter here never, only I will yearn,
yearn for the story that I longed to hear
That man who walked this tunnel, who walked till the end,
who conquered all his fears, found his glory day

Who knows I might, never then return
The only belief I have , the one to which I stick
By the end of this tunnel, is a new world
Of shiny bright light, an unseen world  

Think this in my head and take a step inside,
for here shall see me never,  
cause I will move in darkness,
till I reach a new, beginning at the end ,
of what is still known as the tunnel of dreams
Sometimes all it takes is taking that step, that one risk to achieve your goal. The one who is patient reaches till the end,the one who isn’t doesn’t.
1.7k · Oct 2015
The Photographer
Kareshma Oct 2015
T'was my friend's wedding day
Was dressed up to have a ball

We reached the venue
and beautiful was it all

The bride sat shining
and smiling most times

Her expressions so mixed,
wonder what went through her mind!

I sat through the side,
and looked all around

There was a tall guy, I noticed
A watch he had worn, on his right wrist

He had specs on his eyes
and lens in his hands

He zoomed in and out,
moved like a spy

He captured every expression
which missed the normal eye

Don't think he talked much,
he spoke through his eyes

I controlled my gaze
looked here and there
pretended to be busy
as if I didn't care

As we friends planned to gather,
gather on the stage
to click a picture with friends
the groom and the bride

I moved around the light stand
to give him a helping hand

"Thank you!" was all he said
with a hard to forget smile

I wonder why I din't speak with him?
What held me behind?

It saddens me more now,
to hear from my friend,
he wasn't from my town
and came from a far land

I will see him again though,
through pictures of this day

When they'll be posts on Facebook
Imagining him standing behind
1.6k · Mar 2015
Falsely Accused
Kareshma Mar 2015
In these last moments that I breathe,
tell me why you made this plea?

That my touch was a forced one,
when you knew it was consensual

Before I could blink,
the world had gone bizarre

they came, they beat me,
paraded me naked on the street

Do you think I deserved this?
A punishment for an uncommitted crime?

Don't forget that you have killed me
in an unfair public trial
#innocent #justice
1.2k · Mar 2015
Hope
Kareshma Mar 2015
What is hope?

A spider's silk,
thin yet strong

Shade under the tree,
less yet enough

A reason,
good enough to live
#hope #life #living
Kareshma Dec 2014
As I sit beside my window
looking through the pane
I look out for you
but all in vain
Time has passed by
why are you taking so long

O dear rain, please come again,
tell me stories of my being

Remind me of the times,
times with mom 'n  dad
Tell me how you showered
and how I cried, to be with you.
How she pulled me hard
with a smile on her back
And how he said, "hop on boy!
lets make a little boat"

O dear rain, please come again,
tell me stories of my being
930 · Oct 2015
The Eiffel Thought
Kareshma Oct 2015
A revolutionary thought,
thought that provokes the mind

Is despised, hated, targeted at times
Ridiculed at times and punished at times

Yet, as years go by, it stands tall,
Tall above all
Turns into pride, of the sons and daughters of the ones who despised
Thank you for the like, even 1 matters :)
814 · Nov 2015
How do I console you?
Kareshma Nov 2015
How do I console you?
I do not understand

You a lost your very own daughter
The pain you and only you understand

But dear brother, do remember
Your sister is with you always - in happiness and in pain

Together, time shall pass and things won't be the same
You would find a some point - the courage to live again
Kareshma Sep 2015
He said :

Who is this man and why should I care?
This is my land and don't you dare!


The refugee replied :

*I too had a land and didn't bother for care
Until all was gone and I was left bare
566 · Dec 2016
The Personal Email
Kareshma Dec 2016
So drenched in work I got,
forgot to check my personal email

As I open it again after a year
here is what I see

An email from a friend
asking how I was

A wedding invite of another
Insisting me to "please make it"

My childhood pictures, an aunt shared
something I longed to see

Notifications of all my Facebook friend requests
All these I missed accepting

It seems like eternity that I opened my inbox

Only to realize, this is the real me
These are the real people in my life

Somewhere in the middle of my life
My official email became my identity

Its time to reply back to each one now
Cos' my I Pod is playing "Its not too late, its never too late"
508 · Mar 2017
The Trump(et)
Kareshma Mar 2017
He blew around his Trumpet,
All day and all night

Played no good tune
Just a ***** sound

The workers complained
The women complained
The dark complained
The blind complained

Stop blowing this thing,
You'll never win a Grammy!

Months later,
A crowd clapped to a Grammy winner,
A man and his silly Trump(et)

Popular vote it was
450 · Dec 2016
The distance
Kareshma Dec 2016
You are the sun,
I am the moon

Where you are,
I cannot reach

I shall burn,
If you come closer

Yet there you are,
Oh! So far!

You give me a glow,
You give me a light

You give me a purpose,
You give me a day

Life I know sometimes is an eclipse

But it is this distance
That keeps our love alive
445 · Sep 2015
The Debt
Kareshma Sep 2015
What is this debt, I cannot repay?
The times you came running for me
You cared, nurtured and looked after me

In what currency can I measure?
Is it time, dollar or an effort?
In times on sickness, only emotional support helps, no amount of money can bring relief. You owe a lot to people who help you in such times. What you owe, you'll never know.
390 · Mar 2017
Unlike me
Kareshma Mar 2017
He speaks a different language,
Lives in a different world

We have nothing in common
Yet something binds me to him

I am new to this feeling
Society will fail to understand

I wonder if he'd like me,
He's so unlike me
371 · Sep 2014
Let the differences be
Kareshma Sep 2014
Why do you try so hard to make me you
All of me will be lost when I'll be you
Will you still love the other half,
that's just like you

We are just opposites 'n
that's what fits like a puzzle piece
so let me be and
let the differences be...

your habits are so perfect,
so unlike mine
girl' don't be mad,
this is all I used to be
I love the way you scold me
with your anger filled eyes
I love this part of me ,
that troubles you silly

so let me be and
let the differences be

No don't **** me with that look of yours
I have done no crime
I just forgot your day
Don't judge me dear, on this one day
You'll always lie somewhere,
in the background of my life.
you are so much a part of me
that I feel no difference.

Don't judge me dear, on this one day
I know how important all this is for you..
but all this drama is not what I am.
I know that I love you, but in my own style.
Don't try to make me something that I am not.
compare me not with what others do.
cos I'm not a part of the crowd,
cos I love to do my own thing.
cos I love to love you love in my own style.
362 · Dec 2016
My wine
Kareshma Dec 2016
To make me go higher,
I don't need no liquor

Music's my love
Music's my wine
359 · Dec 2016
Choices
Kareshma Dec 2016
Make any, it doesn't matter
Cos destiny has its own plans

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