Chand ko dekhkar yaad tumhari aati hai,
Chand ki chandni b sath rahkar door hojati hai,
Chand ne auron ko to khush rakhti hai chandni apne ujale se,
Par chand se poocho jara k vo usk paas kab aati hai ?,
Raat bhar jagkar jo duniya ko roshan karta hai,
Andar hi andar vo bhi judai ki aag me jalta hai,
** kar rahe ae mere khushiyon k maalik tum bhi kuch aisa,
Mai dhoondhta rahta hu tumko paas apne,
Aur tum kahiin door nikal jate **,
Fir bhi na jane kyun chand ko dekhkar tum yaad aate **,
Kyun khataye meri tumhe har baar dikh jati hai,
Kabhi paas aakar to dekho mai kitna gunahgaar hu,
Tum to ruswa ** jate ** bewajah mujhse,
Aur na ki hui khata ki saja mujhe de jate **,
Fir bhi na jane kyun chand ko dekhkar tum yaad aate **,
Choot jate hai jo judai ki maar se mai vo dil ka saudagar nahi,
Tum to bas kuch pal bitakar sath me fir se meri duniya ko banjar bana jate **,
Kabhi tum bhi mujhe aaajma kar dekho kareeb se,
Kyun door rahkar mujhe doori ka ehsaas kara jate **,
** tum hi sirf meri jindagi me jise chaha dil ki har khwahish se,
Aur tum ** k gairon ko mera batakar rooth jate **,
Fir bhi na jane kyun chand ko dekhkar tum yaad aate **,
Mai nai hu vo jise duniya dil parast kahti hai,
Mai to deewana hu tumhari har baat ka,
Fir bhi na jane ku roothkar tapadne k liye chod jate **,
Ban jaun ttera har pal ka sathi,
Kyun aisi koi saja nahi,
Jindagi bhar rone k liye,
Har baar kyun tanha kar k chale jate **,
Fir bhi na jane kyun chand ko dekhkar tum yaad aate **,
Kyun bhool jate ** k mai bhi hu tumhari raah me,
Khada hi aankhen band kark tumhe paane ki chah me,
Akhir aisa bhi kya k mere rone  se bhi tum rooth jate **,
Mujhe apna banakar pal bhar me paraya ban jate **,
Fir bhi na jaane ku chaand ko dekhkar yum yaad aate **....

i love you alot. N you are my only wish, need n reason. Trust me i love you n only you. Please my sweet heart marry me.
I cant live widout you n our baby.

Dil chahe agar k chahu tujhe aur jada,
Pyar karu tujhe khud se jada,
Bana loo tujhe apna,
Kareeb aa jaun tere aur jada,
Jindagi tere naam kar doo,
Bandagi teri bana doo,
Bhar loo tujhko bahon me,
Pyar kar loo tujhe aur jada,
Kyun khafa ** jate **,
Kyun roothkar tum jate **,
Kyun bhool sab kuch jate **,
Jab dil chahta hai k yumhe yaad aaun aur jada,
Tumhe pyar kar loo aur jada,
Beet jayegi jindgani,
Kho jayegi apni kahani,
Roothna manana to hota hi rahta hai,
Kyun dard dete ** khud ko,
Sab jante ** tum agar,
Chahte ** yum agar,
Kyun rooth jate ** aur jada,
Dil chahta hai k pyar kar loo aur jada,
Na rooth tum jaya karo,
Na khud ko yun tadpaya karo,
Kabhi mere bhi ban jaya karo,
Yun khamosh na ** jaya karo,
Kyun khwab me aate ** tum,
Kyu saanso me bas jate ** tum,
Kyun yaad aate harpal aate ** tum,
Kya karu,
kaise khus rakhu tumhe aur jada,
Dil chahta hai k chahoo tumhe air jada,
Puar kar loo tumhe ur jada....

I love you ...
Misss you.

Tum bheegna chahti thi baarish me hanth me hanth pakadkar,
Tum aana chahti thi jindagi me meri khushi bankar,
Chahti thi tum kabhi k mai tumoo baahon me bhar loo,
Sona chahti thi tum mere seene pe sar rakh kar,
Kha tumne hi ek din tha k tham lo haanth tum mera jindagi bhar k liye,
Mujhe bas apna bana lo tum aane vaale har pal k liye,
Har baar dil ko mere sunahre sapnr dikhaye tumne,
Kabhi mere haanthon ko choomkar to kabhi hanthon me haanth pakadkar,
Inkar tumko bhi nahi tha k tumhe mujhse mohabbat hai,
Sirf mujhko hi nahi tumhe bhi mujhse utni hi mohabbat hai,
Tumhar bhi kabhi khwahish thi k baal sanwaroo mai tumhare,
Ungliyon se pajadkar kaan k paas le jaaun sare,
Saath bitayen jindagi baant le har muskurahat aur ansoo aapas me hi saare,
Magar tanha is dil ko ehsaas hua jab toota ye sapna,
Meri khatao se rooth kar rukh mod liya  tumne jab apna,
Ab na baaki rah gayi jafa koi,
Tumhe vaapas bulane ki,
Tum mujhse door ** gayi ** chahat todkar apni,
Tum mujhse rooth jati ** ku vaade bhoolkar sare,
Ijaajat tumne hi di thi tumko satane ki,
Satata aaj b nahu hu,
Khata fir bhi ** jaati hai,
Chalo ek baar aa jao,
Na mujhse door tum jao,
Gunah mere kiye saare ,
Bhulakar dil ki ranjish ko paas aa jao tum mere,
Samajh jao dil ki tadpan ko nigahen mujhse na fero,
Aaajao is baar pyaar me kar le milkar k vaade sare poore,
Jo meri nasamjhi se abhi tak rah gaye adhoore,
Paas tum aa jao mere paas tum aa jao mere,
Ek tum hi to ** meri koi aur nahi kareeb shiva ek pyaar k tere.
I love u

bewafa agar wo hote to unse shikayat mai kar leta,
pyar to aaj bhi unse hi karta hu,
tab shayad shikwa bhi kar leta,
na wo bewafa hai na mai shikayat kar sakta hu,
vo to bas door hai mujhse,
tab shayad khud ko unse door kar leta,
bewafa agar vo hote to unse shikayat mai kar leta....
yun to kai baar vo muhse rooth jaya karte hai,
tab shayad mai khud hi unse rooth jata,
ab vo yaad bahut aate hai,
tab shayad unhe bhool jane ki koshish mai kar leta,
yaad me unki ab bhi aansoo bahata hu mai,
tab shayad unhe yad na aane k gam me ro leta,
bewafa agar vo hote to unse shikayat mai kar leta....
baarish jab hoti aur vo sath nahi hote,
to akela hi us barish me bheeg leta,
tanha hu mai aaj bhi unk bina,
tab shayad unhe kareeb lane ki koshish na kar pata,
ab to bas jindagi beet rahi hai  unk aane ki ummeed k sahare,
shayad tab khud ko mita diya hota,
bewafa agar vo hote to unse shikayat mai kar leta.

Chle aao jana tumhara intzar abhi baki hai...tum aaoge jarur yeh aas abhi baki hai...rooth gyi nindiya jin aankhon se vo adhura sa khwav abhi baki hai...kah n payi jise un uljhe halat me us khasm-kash ka ejhaar abhi baki hai...bah chle sb aansu tanhai me un aankhon ki pyas abhi baki hai...ruk gye lfz jubaa..n pr aate-aate sunle ei musafir mere alfaz abhi baki hai...chaha tumhe shiddat se...mamga tumhe minnat se...miloge jis dua se vo ardaas abhi baki hai...nahi pta kb aaoge tum tumhare aane ka #ehsaas hi mere liy kafi hai....   Chle aao jana....intzaar abhi baki hai....
#sagat

ek hawa ka jhonka aaya,
sang apne tere hone ka ehsaas laya,
chookar mujhe vo kuj is tarah,
laut gaya jaise k aakar tum chale jate **,
ek hawa ka jhonka aaya,
sang apne teri khushboo laya,
mahkaya har taraf kuj is tarah,
k jaise tum pal bhar me mujhme sama jate **,
aur fir se mujhse door chale jate **,
ek hawa ka jhonka aaya,
sang apne kuj khatti mithi yaden laya,
thoda sa hansaya thoda sa rulaya,
kuj is tarh tumko mere paas bulaya,
jaise k pal bhar me tum mujhe apna bana k agle pal rooth jate **,
aur thodi c khushi k baad gam mujhe de jate **,
ek hawa ka jhinka aaya,
mujhe chookar vapas chala gaya,
kuj is tarah k jaise tum mujhse lipat jate **,
sab kuj bhool jate **,
mujhe pyar karte **,
har khushi apni mujhme hi tarash lete **,
aur fir vo waqt aata hai k door chale jate **,
i love u

Kyun sham thaharti nahi tab tak,
K tu aa na jaye kareeb jab tak,
Kyu raat dhalti nahi tab tak,
K tu meri ** na jaye jab tak,
Ab to bina wajah hi kai baar dil dhadakta hai,
Lekin kyun saanse meri rukti nahi tab tak,
K tujhe khud me mahsoos na kar loo jab tak.....
k banjar hua ja raha  hu mai bina tere,
ku akhiri ehsaas tootne se ruk jata nahi tab tak,
k akhiri armaan poora mera hi na jaye jab tak,
kyu jindagi me tofaan koi aata rahta hai,
kyu baki nahi rah jaati jan mujh me tab tak,
k tu har pal mujhme na simat jaye jab tak......
bojhil mera dil ku thak jata hai,
rota hai,
ghabrata hai,
aansoo bahata hai,
kyu jindagi thokar mujhe marti nahi tab tak,
k koi mera mujhko samet le aoni bahon me jab tak,
bekhabar bejubaan dil mera ku dard bayan karta nahi  tab tak,
k koi aayat khuda ki tujhse roobaru hoti nahi jab tak.......
kyu gair koi mujhe dard de jata hai,
kyun mere liye khuda sab bhool jata hai,
kyu har kisi k rooth jane par tu pyar mujhe karta nahi tab tak,
k aankhen band ** jaye meri par ehsaaas tera mujhme rah jaye jab tak,
k saanse agar na bhi chale,
par jikr tera chala rah jaye jab tak........

na vasta raha ab mera in sab se,
na kisi aur se aur na hi rab se,
meri jindagi tum ** meri bandagi tum **,
na koi aur chahat,
meri jine ki khwahish bas tum **,
ab to bas pyaar karna chahta hu tumhe,
na vaasta raha ab mera in sab se,
na kisi aur se na hi rab se.....
dil me khwahish bas tumhe pane ki,
sath jine ki aur sath mar jane ki,
ek tu jo mil jaye,
mukammal shayad ye jindagi ** jaye,
na jane aur kitna door jaoge,
ab aa jao,
mai raah dekh raha hu kab se,
na vaasta raha ab mera in sabse,
na kisi aur se na hi rab se......
hai dil me kasak tumse door jane ki,
tumhe paa  lene ki aur fir se kho dene ki,
tum hi ** k ab tak banaya hua mujhe insaan,
na hote tum agar,
mai to kab ka door ** gaya hota is shahar se,
na khush hota kabhi,
na ghabrata kisi gam se,
na vaasta raha ab mera in sabse,
na kisi aur se na hi rab se.....
tum har pahar yaad aati **,
paas aakar fir door chali jati **,
kuj aur pana nahi mai chahta,
ek tum hi ** jise chahta hu mai shiddat se,
hai khayal tumhara hi is dil me,
tum aarjoo ** meri,
bas chahta hu tumko dil k har kone se,
ab rooth bhi nahi pata mai tumhe khone k dar se,
na vaasta raha mera ab in sab se,
na kisi aur se na hi rab se.......
i love u

Dard bhi khud hi dete ** dawa bhi khud hi dete **,
Khata jab bhi mai kqrta hu saja bhi tum hi dete **,
Pyar bhi mujhse karte **,
Juda fir bhi kyun rahte **,
Chahna tumko aadat hai,
Jindagi me tum shamil **,
K tum meri hasrat **,
Ye kaise bhool jate **.......
Mana k gam judai ka tumhe bhi tadpata hai,
Rulata hai tumhe bhi tumhe bhi dard hota hai,
Fir bhi khamosh hokar na jane ku sah lete **,
Tasavvur mera hai tu mujhe manjoor karte **,
Aansoo bahne lagte hai jab tum yaad aate **,
Beraj hu mai tumse fir bhi tum rooth jate **,
Jindagi hai tumhari  ab ise kyun bhool jate **,
Chahta tumko itna hu fir bhi kyun door rahte **,
Bhool jao jamane ko paas mere aa jao,
Tum mujhse pyar karti **
Mai yumse pyar karta hu..

Let me start by appreciating Austen Bukenya’s stand on the challenges that boggle young African writers. He recently published in the literature pages of Saturday Nation. In which he argued that before one can be declared a bad writer we must see his or her writings first. Good. I agree with Professor Bukenya.And I also argue yes, bad writers can also survive. In fact they can thrive alongside good and popular writers. Thus the way forward is to take a pen and write. But not to surrender to the torture by internal fear that you may write a bad book or a worthless script.
Charles Darwin also toyed with an idea of presenting his manuscript of Origin of species for a decade. He also feared that may be he had written a worthless book. But when he presented the book, it was suddenly published and became a spell binder in diverse respects. Same thing to Richard Wright, the Author of the Native Son. He similarly feared presenting the Manuscripts to the publishers on the basis of fear that he was only a ***** and not formally educated. But when he presented the manuscript, it was published and became the most influential book on race relations and civil rights movement in America of those days.
Thus, the first thing is to break fear of self doubt and begin writing. If whatever you write will be bad, just keep on as you may end up surviving as a bad writer. History of written literature has a lot of bad writers who have survived to extreme. And even succeed through persistent writing regardless of their sorry state of popularity. The glowing example can be seen in the case of Patrick Mondiano the winner of 2014 literature Nobel Prize. Mondiano was not popular and has been the least read writer until the time he won the prize. In fact by the time he won the prize he had less than fifty followers on his face book page. Meaning he was not known as a writer. But he emerged the winner of the Nobel Prize against titans of Literature like Phillip Rooth, Ngugi wa Thiong’o, Salman Rushdie, Yarn Mattel and Haruki Murakami.The fact is that Mondiano’s books are not lively. But he has kept on writing alongside the discouragingly insignificant consumption of his literary workmanship.
Other writers that have persisted to write even if their works don’t excite readers are; Eric Ambler, Louis D’Amour, **** Francis and Alistair Maclean. They are all from America and they have persistently written for the past three decades. Thomas Mann also tastes to me as a very boring writer. I have read his short stories entitled Death in Venice. They proved so boring that I have gone back to read him again. But remember, this is the very book that earned him the Literature Nobel prize.
The African writers’ series has Nkem Nwanko the Author of Danda, Francis Salomey the author of the Narrow Path and Tayeb Saleh the Author of Wedding in Zayen.These are boring writers and as well their books are replete with technical mistakes of structure and grammar. But they have prospered to be known as African writers. Another supportive experience is evident in the writing career of Ayi Kwei Arma; Wole Soyinka dismissed Ayi Kwei Armah’s Beautiful Ones are Not Yet Born. Soyinka argued that Arma’s book is substandard inspite of author’s command of good English. He went a head to declare Arma as an incompetent writer. But to day every one knows that Ayi Kwei Arma is a saint of African literature.
So, writing is expression of individual ability but not excellence of education.And human ability varies from person to person. Therefore, there must be bad writers and good writers. Not every person can writer like Shakespeare. So don’t fear to write because you fear that you will not write like Shakespeare.

Alexander K Opicho
Eldoret, Kenya.

Itne kareeb aakar ku door chali jati **,
Pyaar jab karti ** mujhse ku har galti pe rooth jati **,
Kai bar rulat hu mai tmhe mai b janta hu,
Kai bate aisi jo tmhe nahi hai pasand mai vo b karta hu,
Takdeer ne kiya hai dar badar khata meri hi nhi Fir bhi paas tum mere ati **,
Hai adat ab to tumhari har sans me,
Ye jante hue b na jane ku dur chali jati **,
Hai majburiya tumhari b mai samajhta hu shayad yahi wjh h k kai bar mjhe rota hua chodkr b chli jati **

Jis din ankhein na khule,
Andhere main lage sab theek,
Bandh ankhon pe peeche,
Hay jaise koi tamasha

Jeboon ki woh khan khanahat,
Jab jaye taqdeer se rooth,
Fir bharri mehfil bhi lage,
Hai jaise koi tamasha

Samajh ke aage jaakar,
Chadh jao manziloon pe,
Bin darbaari ke darbaar me bhi
Bas dikhe koi tamasha