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Àŧùl Jan 2016
Oh Marathi-Sindhi beauty,
I did not know that you'd intrude,
Deep in my heart & mind.

Your looks are elfin gorgeous,
I am downright stumped,
Of your positive attitude I'm a fan.

Your daily schedule is admirable,
Not many youngsters are organized,
And the majority roam aimlessly.

I so admire that you teach kids,
I see responsibility in your eyes,
Not many care for their families.

How you manage tuning the strings,
Happy & content you are always,
You smile how so ever be the things.

From you the world will learn,
Jealous from the respect you earn,
To be like you they will yearn.

So yes, the respect grows deep,
Down at the bottom of my heart,
As water to roots it will seep.
The title in Marathi means 'I'm missing you'.
And this one is for my special friend Bhumi.

My HP Poem #995
©Atul Kaushal
Ayush Gangwar Sep 2018
Kabhi apna kabhi begana samjha use ,
Dil se dur hone ke baad mai samjha use ..
Jab pass thi tabh kadr nhi thi ,
Abh dur hai toh har jagh vahi hai …
Yeh dil ka dard hai ya chere ki mayusi,
Pr abh toh hai bs lafzo pe khamoshi,
Zehn me hai ek aisi madhoshi.
Ki chahat vahi hai, vahi hai duniya,
Na jane kha hai dudh raha hu galiiyan
Abh toh bs intzaar hi rasta hai ,
Kyuki Zindagi me mera sirf tujhi se vasta hai …
Sirf tujhi se vasta hai...
After break-up,
One in hindi on the occasion of HINDI DIWAS.

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