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kalica calliope delphine
26/F    ॐ celestial being. infj. word prophet. magical thinking enthusiast. recovering addict. 8 years sober. gsf. dream weaver. midnight songbird. tangent queen supreme. wayshower. knowledge seeker. …
Kalliope
27/F/Home    Turning unsent thoughts and feelings into mediocre art

Poems

Àŧùl Aug 2019
A swansong of the Indian Partition...
Kal humaare ghar ke diye bujhe rahenge,
Kal hum kuch rishton ke liye rote rahenge...

Tomorrow the lamps of our home will remain put out,
Tomorrow we shall keep crying for some relations...

Rishte un bantwaara hue kheton se,
Rishte un bhatakte hue jawaanon se...

Relations with those partitioned farmlands,
Relations with those misguided young men...

Rishte us chamakti Multani mitti se,
Rishte us damakti Pakhtunkhwi **** se...

Relations with the glistening soil of Multan,
Relations with the bright snow of Pakhtunkhwa...

Rishte Ganga ke us Bangali muhaane se,
Rishte Sindhu dariya aur samudr ke us mel se...

Relations with the Ganga's Bengali estuary,
Relations with the confluence of Indus and the Sea...

Rishte us Balouchi kapaas se,
Rishte udhde un kapdon se...

Relations with that Balouchi cotton,
Relations with those clothes torn away...

Rishte luti us izzat se,
Rishte mari us bahu se...

Relations with the disrobed honour,
Relations with the slain bride...

Rishte jo sajaaye the mandap mein,
Rishte jo likhaaye the jannat mein...

Relations decorated inside the temple,
Relations written in the paradise...


Tomorrow is the Independence Day of India.
An Independence attained at such high costs.
A nation divided by the illegal British occupiers on communal lines in a hotchpotch.

My HP Poem #1759
©Atul Kaushal
Ankit Dubey Mar 2020
Zikr jab zindagi ka hota hai toh hum aksar apni zindagi ke guzre waqt ke flashbacks mein chale jaate hai, aur kehte hai zindagi toh bohot buri guzar rahi hai.. yeh maana ki jo beet gaya hai usse bhulaya toh jaa sakta hai magar apne zehan se mitaya nahi jaa sakta.. bas unn tamaam ache-bure daur ko muqaddar samjhkar aage badha jaa sakta hai. Aur life mein ek phase aata jab humein lagta hai ab aur kya dekhne ko baaqi reh gaya hai zindagi mein saare tajurbe aur sabaq mil chuke hai ab toot jaane mein hi bhalayi hai haar jaana hi ek aakhri sahi rasta hai. Aur phir apni khushiyon ka shok aur barbaadiyon ka jashn manane lag jaate hai. Magar khushiyan bhi itni aasani haar nahi maanti. Zindagi humein har ache-bure daur ke baad ek khoobsurat tohfa deti hai jisse hum mauka kehte hai. Humein zindagi se mile wo saare tajurbe aur sabaq phir se jeene ka hausla dete hai. Ek nayi umeed dete hai. Aur shayad isliye hum zindagi ka saath nahi chhorte.
Beete kal mein pareshan rehte hai, aane kal ki fizool mein fikar rehti hai aur jo aaj hai usse jeete toh hai magar thodi bechaini ke saath. Jo guzar gaya usse accept karke aage badh jao, jo kal hoga wo tumhare aaj ki mehnat se pata chalega na ki fikar se, aur apne aaj se mohabbat karo.
Ek badi ajeeb si cheez hai jo hum sabhi ke saath hoti hai jab hum 5-6 saal purani tasveer mein khudko dekhte hai toh hasi aajati hai ki kaise the hum ab waqai behtar badlaav aaya hai hum mein wo badlaav tum laaye ** khud ke andar. Waqt ke saath mature hokar, mushkil se mushkil maqaam haasil karke, apna vision aur mindset positive rakhkar, apni zindagi ko sahi raaste mein le jaakar. Isliye tum haare nahi **, zindagi mauke deti hai magar tumhe ehsaas tak nahi hone degi kab tumne uss mauke ka fayda utha liya. Aur agar kabhi bura phase aaye toh uss mein bekhauf hokar jeena magar sahi waqt par nikalkar apni zindagi ko behtar bana dena. Kyunki abhi tumhara qissa khatam nahi huwa, abhi tumhe nikhar ke wapas aana hai kahani badalne.. .