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She described her heart
As a coffin of love
Which she had in the past
She should know
Love never dies
It changes with vibes
Remember with sadness
It will create madness
Remember with smile
It will give a new profile
There are many examples
Not only samples
Still if you feel it hard
Then use God's card.
Poetry
is the best passion
There we find
words of creation
friends for motivation
flowers of imagination
partners for love & emotion
Sources to get rid of desperation
Only missing is the feeling
everything physically
That has been left over to
Our self realization
भावनाएं ही अनमोल हैं
वरना सोना हो या मिट्टी
सभी एक तोल हैं
सोने को ही देखो
सोना है तो सोना है
अब क्या होना है
बन गया सोना नींद
सोना है , सोना है
इसे तो पाना है
बन गया सोना लालच
सोना है तो निश्चय ही
खोट इसमें होना है
बन गया सोना कलंक
बने रहना सोना
चमक‌ कभी ना खोना
बन गया सोना ईमानदारी
करो किसी से‌‌ वफादारी
निभाओ किसी से भागीदारी
भूल जाओगे सारी दुश्वारी
यही है जीवन की सवारी।।
जब बादल गरजें उमड़ - घुमड़
बरसात में लगता है तुम्हीं हो
जब दोस्त मिले और चेहरे खिलें
उस मिलाप की उमंग तुम्हीं हो
जब किसी बुजुर्ग को सहारा
कोई नौजवान दे
उस सहारे की प्रेरणा लगता है तुम्हीं हो
कोई बच्चा मां के आंचल में सिमटे
उस बच्चे का विश्वास तुम्हीं हो
रात आए और तारे छायें
वो रोशन रैना तुम्हीं हो
उषा आए और लाली लाये
उस लाली में लगता है तुम्हीं हो
कलम लेकर लिखने बैठूं
जो शब्द उतरें वह तुम्हीं हो
जब तक लिखना जारी है
तू कहां मुझसे न्यारी है।।
 Sep 2019 Surbhi Dadhich
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I’ve left footprints
in deserts
where no man’s been
in millennia; a thirst
not yet quenched
these dry cracked lips
can still spit out a poem
on old buzzards’
bones, trekking alone
whistling Dixie, my brother
I’ve a few miles yet to go.
Yo. :)
I hear ya, brother. Laugh with me.
 Sep 2019 Surbhi Dadhich
Traveler
I'm just another
Voice mail..
Unanswered E-mail..
Unheard prayer ..
Whisper on a scream..
Outlaw..
Outcast..
Back burner bygone..
Stumbling block..
For those I was once loved by
And there for
I forgive them
And move forward
Towards a happy ending
I pray you do the same
After all
That's what good people do!
Traveler Tim
Enjoy life and harm no other
Simple Wiccan Creed!!
Soon
Autumn's grand parade will clamor
      through the streets
Drumbeats
Chilly harvest of marching bands
      and hayrides
      The ebbing tides
of long days
Confetti blown from reluctant trees
Fluttering ochres and rocketing rubies
As nature lets the clock run out

Blow summer a sweet kiss goodbye --
Pieces of me
That I gave to you
Keep them safe
Pieces of me
That you took
Don’t return them

I don’t want anything back
They smell like your perfume
Remind me of those temporary moments
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