Waking up to a dark and bitter cold morning

The smell of fresh brewed hot coffee is in the air

Ohhhh smell the possibilities of the day ahead

Warming your soul as you embark on your day

||पुत्रवती भवः||
वो मासूम अक्सर पूछा करती थी
क्या लड़कियाँ ईश्वर को भी नापसंद है
जो यही कहते है .....पुत्रवती भवः
और मैं हस कर उसे गले से लगा लेती

वक्त गुजरा ओर उड़ने को बेताब थी वो
अंधियारों में नजर आती मेहताब सी वो
कुछ कर गुजरने की चाहत उसकी आखो में बसती थी
की नजारे जुदा होते थे जब वो नन्ही मासूम हँसती थी

पर जिंदगी को उससे कुछ और ही मंजूर था
सोचती हूँ आज भी की उसका क्या कुसूर था
की जी भी कहा पाई थी वो तेरी दी हुई जिंदगी खुदा
इस तरह तो ना करता तू उसे हमसे जुदा

की रात के अंधेरो में इस तरह नोचि गई
दे दुहाई भगवान की हर जख्म पर रोती गई
दया ना आई जालिमो को ना रूह कपकपाई
तड़पी बेतहाशा कितना चीखी चिल्लाई
लड़ी कुछ दिन जिंदगी से , ओर एक दिन थक गई
अलविदा किया और खुदा के मुल्क में बस गई

जाते हुए मेरा हाथ थाम एक ही बात बोली थी
की आज समझ आया कि क्यों कहते है

पुत्रवती भवः....................

Am I just a wheel?
Consuming meals?
A speck in blue sea?
Bound by what I see?
Life amongst trees?
Breathing means free?

Am I my beliefs?
The truth I seek?
Flag of a country?
Defined by currency?
A liability?
Part of society?

Am I what you see?
The way you judge me?
The values you pick?
First impressions stick?
Norm defined by you?
Do I dare to be rude?

No...

I am who I choose.
I fill my own shoes.
I win when I lose.
I create my own views.
I see black beyond blue.
I pick me over you.

Who are we?
I am me.
Who are we?
Depends on you.

It flies amongst the stars.
Flashes for a moment.
Despite the left scars.
Holds a place close, yet far.

It carries the fallen.
From mistaken paths.
To reaches impossible.
And develops new plans.

It creates new countries.
Raises dead soldiers.
Stamps unsung heroes.
With a feeling of free.

Hear its silent sound.
Open up your eyes.
Place it in your heart.
Elevate from the ground.

It helps us climb.
Better than rope.
Do you see its shape?
It is hope.

His voice said
Nice to meet you.
His eyes said
You look good.
His hand said
I want you to notice me.
My head said
Stay away from him.
My heart said
Kiss him.
My voice said
Nice to meet you too.
l.t.

Put on a dress
Or
Put on some pants
Dress how you feel
With no
        REGRETS
Apply makeup
Curl your hair
Or
Go all natural
Who the HELL cares
You were born they way you are
Embrace yourself
No matter what
Your a shining bright
       STAR

What does this mean?
What does it mean to trend?
Do I make an impact?
Do I make a difference?

The empty poems
The ones that mean nothing
Trend

The passionate ones
The ones that mean everything
Trend

Why?
Why do they trend?
What makes them loved?
Do I make a difference?

Why do I inspire you?
Why do I move you?
I don't understand
I really don't understand

For a while I thought you were just an illusion, a misty scene far from solid truth.
But then I was able to garner enough strength to walk through and beyond this glass of illusion; to take the risk and be with you.