#loveforpoetry
Inkless pen,
Broken hands,
Empty mind,
But a poet's love
For poetry,
Will forever reside,
Inside the heart.
Mar 11, 2021
Mar 11, 2021 at 7:58 PM UTC
Everybody has their own flaws,
And it makes them glow.
So stop judging yourself,
And just go with the flow.
Aug 8, 2020
Aug 8, 2020 at 11:53 AM UTC
कुछ कहानियाँ,
कहानियाँ ही रह जाती हैं।
न वो अधूरी होती हैं,
न वो कभी पूरी हो पाती हैं।
वो अक्सर लोगों को,
समझ नहीं आती हैं।
पर फिर भी ये कहानियाँ,
लोगों को करीब लाती हैं।
Aug 5, 2020
Aug 5, 2020 at 4:00 PM UTC
कौन क़ुबूल करता है,
की कोन कितना सच्चा है।
चाहे पतझड़ कितना भी लम्बा हो,
फूल तों फिर भी खिलता है।
क्या तुमने कभी किसीको मानते देखा है,
की वो मन से आज भी एक बच्चा है।
जितना जिसकी किस्मत में हो,
उतना उसको जरूर मिलता है।
Jul 23, 2020
Jul 23, 2020 at 5:37 PM UTC
Freedom for me is,
Speaking my mind without being judged.
Laugh out loud,
Without getting nudged.
Why you always asks me to compromise,
When you know that you are the one who cannot adjust.
You ask me to keep my mouth shut,
then who gave you the right to burst.
If you cannot understand me,
Trust me I don't need your words.
For me you, your feelings, your thinking,
Everything related to you is absurd.
Jul 19, 2020
Jul 19, 2020 at 5:11 PM UTC
The first time we met, you gave me a book.
A book full of dreams and hopes, that I didn't took.
I was so lost in my pain and sorrow, that I didn't even gave it a look.
At that time, I had tolerated so much that I thought enough is enough and now is the extent of brook.
And wanted to take the revenge so badly, that I didn't realised that I have become a crook.
Jul 13, 2020
Jul 13, 2020 at 4:52 PM UTC
क्या कहें क्या दिल को चाहिए,
क्या इसको मिलता हैं।
कहाँ सुबह होती हैं,
कहाँ दिन ढलता हैं।
बिना उसकी मर्जी के,
क्या एक भी पत्ता हिलता हैं।
किस्मत पर कहाँ जनाब,
किसका ज़ोर चलता हैं।
Jul 12, 2020
Jul 12, 2020 at 3:01 PM UTC
ऐ जिन्दगी मुझे इतना ना आजमा,
की मैं तुझसे हार जाउँ।
मैं मिट जाउँ तेरी असहमत में,
और तुझसे दूर हो जाउँ।
Jul 11, 2020
Jul 11, 2020 at 9:22 PM UTC
थोड़ी अलग सी हैं मेरी कहानी,
कुछ सुनाई हैं तुम्हें,
कुछ बाकी हैं सुनानी।
माना इसका कोई अन्त नहीं फिर भी मुकम्मल हैं मेरी कहानी,
जो जी रहीं हूँ वो मेरी हैं,
और जो भूला दी वो थीं अंजानी।
ना कोई मकसद हैं इसका ना कोई सीख हैं मेरी कहानी,
बस इतना जानती हूँ के कभी बेपरवाह,
तों कभी हैं ये रूहानी।
Jul 9, 2020
Jul 9, 2020 at 3:33 PM UTC
मुझे यूँ ना आजमा ऐ जिन्दगी,
मैं तेरी गुलाम नहीं।
तू मुझसे नाराज हो जाएँ,
इतनी भी मैं आम नहीं।
याद रख जो मैंने मौत को चूना लिया,
तों मेरे सिवा लेने वाला कोई तेरा नाम नहीं।
क्योंकि तू मुझसे हैं,
मेरे बिना तेरी कोई पहचान नहीं।
Jul 8, 2020
Jul 8, 2020 at 5:26 PM UTC
Tu ek khubsurat dhokha hai kadwi sahi par sachayi to maut hai,
Fir bhi mai tujhe hi chahta hu.
Aye zindgi na jane kyu,
Mai tujhe baar baar manata hu.
Apna har ek pal har ek lamha,
Dil khol kar jita jata hu.
Tujhse hai pyar beshumar,
Ye tujhe bina hichkichaahat btata hu.
Apni har galti se,
Mai kuch naya sikhta jata hu.
Ek tere karib ane ke khatir,
Apni har burayi ko dur bhagata hu.
Tere dil me jagah banane ke liye,
Kayi dafaa mai ghut bhi jata hu.
Kaise btau tujhe aye zindgi,
Ki mai tujhe kitna chahta hu.
Jul 3, 2020
Jul 3, 2020 at 7:01 AM UTC
love a poetry,
destined to pen;
a mind's diary,
a heart's healing
Mar 23, 2020
Mar 23, 2020 at 10:17 PM UTC
I know, I can make you feel alright.
I can sing all the right melody
That hits you at all the right places,
By saying all those soulfully soothing words
that breathes life back into you,
I can paint a beautiful picture in your heart
And show you all the beautiful that are waiting to happen to you,
And by just being there for you
I know would make a world of difference,
I know i can make you feel alright
Because,
I know that I'm a messed up soul
And maybe that's why I'm good at fixing you,
Rather than myself.
Feb 10, 2019
Feb 10, 2019 at 7:42 AM UTC
The day I found love and its side effects, was the day I discovered poetry.
Poetry that saves me
Poetry that cleanses my very soul
Poetry that brings me up when I was suppose to crawl.
So even though you're the one who's killing me with all those pains I would still thank you —
I would still thank you because you're the reason why I discovered my savior.
I thank you because you're the essence of every line I make,
I thank you seriously, for giving me the will to write my own poetry.
Because some might just call it art but for me I call it life.
Jan 29, 2017
Jan 29, 2017 at 7:23 AM UTC
The most beautiful poem
Comes from the heart
The words are your tears
The ink made from blood
The world's greatest poets
Aren't always acknowledged
They are just normal persons
Who's had much of a heartache.
Your
Greatest
Poet
Is
You
Aug 26, 2015
Aug 26, 2015 at 10:00 AM UTC
And the sun will rise with you in morns
Tulips would dance through your way
The birds would sing their best tunes
The blue ocean, your aisle today!
Highlands would bend and kiss your feet
Vineyards would grow when you lay
I can see how the nights fall for you
they silently conspire that you to stay
My pretty darling ,trust me when I say ,
Everything would be pretty on a wrong way
Trust the woods ,all dark and lone
Let’s be rebels for once today.
Between the fear of wolfs and ghosts
Across the rainbows of tears and smiles,
If you don’t see any footsteps ahead,
I’m sure there your treasure awaits.
Now tell me pretty darling,
Aren’t you in love with the stretched ray of dusk?
Dec 30, 2014
Dec 30, 2014 at 1:33 PM UTC