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O' Besabar tujhko kya khabar
O' Besabar tujhko kya khabar
Hua Jo mere dil pe asar
Jab lagi Teri wo kaatil nazar
Jul 26 2016
Akele hai hum
Akela ye pal
Suhaana ye mausam
Laapata hai kal

Gumsum ye lavzo me
Dhoondh rahe hai na pata kiski raah
Kudarat ki fadfadaahat se
Saans jaise Jaan juki hai uski aagaman
Poetic T Sep 2019
I felt *****,
        worm down.
        but I stepped into the rain.


Every droplet had a meaning,
                 erasing, cleansing
moments that clung onto me.

Some were easy to dislodge,
              washing away before me.

Others were like soot, coalmine
                                                deep.

Only the deluge before the pause,
                                  awoke my life.

Something's never really clean away,
           but are dulled, only to await

the next deluge to cleanse me
                     that little bit more.
Shabnam Jun 2019
Winds have brought the glad tidings of the first drop of rain;
For the showers of blessings we await..
For the rusky scent of the earth
For the rainbow in the sky
For the heavy downpour
& the water puddles
For the hot fritters with tea &
The season of love for you and me.
Masha Yurkevich Jan 2019


Congratulations


You did something
that you were
told to do.

So why
are you
awaiting praise
for doing something
you should have done
in the
first place?
BlueInkDitty Oct 2018
Maybe at the edge of tears, with light on your hand
Maybe at the end of a world, that was made of woe and pain
Maybe with the cloud that comes running down your cheek
Maybe with the sound of courage inside your heart so weak

It could be you, under the rain beating at my feet
It could be me, the black ink spilled on your white sheets
It could be you, sofltly smiling for slow decades
It could be me, the eye trapped in these dark grey shades

Who knows what can happen
Here in this heart, beneath the sun ?
Hidden behind your gates
Here in this heart, it all awaits

Maybe at the tip of lips that stayed closed for too long
Maybe at the top of hills, a line between right and wrong
Maybe with the stars of gold, shining in your mind
Maybe with the words of love, those you could never find

It could be you, holding the arm of a good friend
It could be me, with memories buried in the sand
It could be you, with joy and mindholes at the seams
It could be me, always gentle or so it seems

Who knows what can happen
Here in this heart, beneath the sun ?
Hidden behind your gates
Here in this heart, it all awaits
Tony Oquendo Aug 2014
Hands held gingerly, each a pace apart
I lead in the dance, you bring rhythm to my heart
I take my bold steps and you glide across the ground
I reach into the air, but your nowhere to be found
So I dance on alone holding on to memories
Wondering if my steps will ever bring you back to me
Tony Oquendo Aug 2014
Walking in the rain
the clouds a sad shade of gray
I notice my reflection in a puddle
who I was, who I am and who I could have been

The rain washes away all sorrows.  

I am left naked, reborn, looking for my sunny day.
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