So much brave n herculean was to bunk the class..
Tonigt remembering those days with wine in glass..

We all started the journey of pen n paper on the same date..
Trust was so rigid, we were like brothers not just classmate..

Other's tiffin was more fascinating than the own one..
Finishing that before the recess ring, during early sun..

Snatching the snacks more than an octopus..
School bus turned into a poetry hub for us..

In school,Parents-teacher meet was like our red letter day..
Our complaints would be highlighted and we feared it as slay..

Staying ready at the door steps in just a single phone call..
Someone getting the bat and others collecting money for ball..

Watching dusshera or flying kites in hot weather..
Like carpels of an orange, we used to stay together..

Time was accelerating,teenage became prism..
Splitting us all,carrier at stake triggered activism..

In every high and low of life, only our dear friends came..
Like birds,now stay on different trees, but still the sky is same..

Aaj achanak hi kyu azadi k din hume apne mulk ki itni yaad aayi
Jb kurbaan hue jawan sarhad pe,tb kyu nhi aankho me nami aayi

Zara dil se b izzat kr lo mere yaaro, kyuki ye zameen h hum sabki
Kuch nahi le jao ge sath apne, milni h ess me hi raakh hum sabki

Koi loot raha h gareeb ki jaeb, koi kr raha h bezuba awaam se faraeb
Umeed h kashmir me aman hoga,toh aur b meethe hoge waha k saeb

Jo saha h dard in kisaano ne, umeed h unka ye dard tumhe b mehsoos **
Daer raat in anderi galliyo se guzrti har beti har maa ki raah mehfooz **

Mazboot kr lo apne rishto ko,inpe h nigah kbhi mazhab ki kbhi siyasat ki
Na rang se pehchan ** na hi adoore ang se,ek si taraki ** har ek riyasat ki

Rishwat gareebi khudgarzi aur na jaane kitne h es mulk ko lge marz
Kbhi fursat hui toh janne ki koshish krna kitne h es maa k tumpe karz

Har bache ko ilm ** es janoon ka,taki ye kamyaabi k kadam ruk na paye
Bss ik ehsaan krna khud pe,ki teri kisi harqat se kehi iska ser juk na jaye

Dhua bss yehi h ki aane wali koi b nasal kabhi na ruksat ** es fitoor se
Chand taaro pe chle b gye agr phir b krte rehna sada salam waha door se

The height of mountains,the shine of fountains..
The parks with showers, the gardens with flowers..
The smile of a child,the noise in the wild..
The business  of milk, the fashion of silk..
The shadow of a tree,the fruits in free..
The soil is not fertile, the prayers are futile...
The tractors replaced bull,the hospitals are full..
The spray on all plants, the organs have transplants..
The drift in season, the depleting woods is reason..
The survival is main, the life is in rain..
The wealth of an ocean,the ships in motion..
The fish have plea, the plastic out of sea..
The greeds of man,the lame monitoring of ban..
The conflicts of brooks, the treaties in books..
The lust of this soil, the blood on boil..
The globe with borders, the wars on orders..
The lynching for leather, the summits on weather..
The ivory is like gold,the tusks are sold..
The freedom of a bird, the eye of the third..
The world beyond sky,the rockets to fly..
The open tap in drain, the skyscrapers in vain..
The thunder is aloud, the uncertainty of cloud..
The huge rate of birth, the plight of the earth..
The crisis of starvation, the calendars for salvation..
The threats of weapon,the world war can happen..
The dark fumes in air, the need of care..
The melting of glacier, the authorities are lazier..
The havoc of disaster, the nature is still master..
The disappearance of sparrow, the mind in still narrow..
The nature can bind,the  threat on man kind..

Today's generation don't make much of their adulthood..
Not only in city,gadgets have arrived even in the wood..

Not sure about aliens but one can connect with any man on planet
Kids should be furled,sending emails at young age is not so big talent

Traveling in cars or posing with some food is like a booper..
Reality is pure, still to hide it they edit as fine as a cooper..

In groups,they only plan for some tours and some wine..
But they hardly meet, at midnight they just wish you online..

Late night conversations seems like the bright moon in a lake..
Beware! While chatting,words and emoticons can be fake..

What's happening in their home, they are not much aware..
When think about the carriers,seems like a nightmare..

The bank is in your pocket, but wages need lots of sweat and blood..
Music is a monsoon day but too much of rain can produce mud..

Pictures hold memories but eye captures the moment..
Mobiles can be handy but browsing needs improvement..

You can access to anything, live cricket needs just one click..
Social sites build your personality, your each post acts like a brick

Data can be downloaded from any site, but experience has no link
Chances are like sale offers on brands, validity expires in a blink..

To quench one's loneliness,their well doesn't have much time
No force can retrace this age, time is such fast and sublime

The dawn of twentieth century brought ease n disease at our door..
Instead of spending time with family,people love their phone more..

AIM*
Life revolves around truth and lie
If your ambition is **** too high
That ferocious fire won't let u die
Emotion is sublime,soon it will fly
Fate kneels down in front of try
Every life is only beneath the sky

You are your own architect,not they
Time is impartial,the wise men say
But the summer arrives only in may
If one fails, go for some other way
The waves regularly sweeps the bay
Pearls can come out on any odd day

Cheat is crime,but hardship is legal
Health is your cab,peace is its diesel
After death life is still a sick riddle
Train your farsight like that of eagle
It might be like thread in the needle
But here fate plays the second fiddle

Failure are like grey clouds in the blue
Endure this pain, as chances are few
In the day light,people may praise you
In the dark night,they may abuse you
Except you,nobody 'll tell what is true
Nothing is eternal,as every day is new

You will fall,if your passion is lame
Toil hard or story will be the same
Seek nobility as well,not just fame
No matter how fate plays the game
Turn mad n wild to persue your aim
So that history echoes your name

So cool is that shadow when her flicks drop
Her mesmerising touch took me above the top
Her aroma can't be found in the bouquet shop
But life is not constant, switches like flip n flop

Both were travelling on the same track
Then suddenly she traced her feet back
All glories were lost in the unknown black
Smiles and tears were served in one pack

The envelope of her memories is quite thick
The joy of solitude, experienced by a sick
Darkness is dousing the fight of burning wick
Hard to imagine how destiny plays such trick

Merged our thoughts like clouds in the sky
In her absence, I had never been so high
But all those dreams are turning into lie
Faced dejection,now this heart can't fly

Sliding the curtains in morning was a bliss
Now fading away the mark of your kiss
The sunset witnessed that hope and promise
If the love is immortal then where is this