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Na jaane kyu aj fir bhar aya hai ye dil..
Kya ye hai kisi puraani yaad ka saraab,
Ya toota hai koi naya sa khwaab.
Kya chhoote daaman ki hai ye chhaap,
Ya uthle Paani me doobne ka hai pashtataap.
Chhota sa dil, na jaane na pahchaane,
Moorakh sa sabko ye Apne hai maane.
Bhool Jata hai aksar ye un khanjaron ka Dard,
Tez garmi me bhi saha hai bhavnaon ka Sard.
Shayad sochta hai ke Kahi jayega koi ise mil,
Par Abhi bhi Na jaane kyu aj fir bhar aya hai ye Dil.
Walking down the lush green road she smiled,
Bloomed merrily his heart like that of a child.
Even the gray walls got entwined with lovely vines,
But poor guy never understood any of those signs.
When your life starts seeming like a race,
And valors of past start mocking in your face.
Just remember a very simple funda,
Your Friends won’t let you be a broken anda!
Well, for those who have watched FRIENDS, you will know what this is about.
But even if you haven’t watched, I hope you like these poems.
Who was right, who was wrong.. the debate will always go on… But I am presenting the emotions of Ross And Rachel after that incident.
Our love was vehemently cruising,
Piercing all hurricanes it sail.
Sinking like Titanic ironically musing,
Wasn’t it too big to fail.
Those hugs and kisses,
The coffee house now misses,
And our starry museum night.
What happened all of a sudden,
Did I push a wrong button,
Shoving me in a spot so tight.
You were mine I thought,
For me, with the world you fought.
It was supposed to stay.
“Ross and Rachel” were meant to be,
If only you had fully trusted me,
But “We were on a break” you say.
Such a big and dreadful loss.
Your words and actions no more rhymes,
Slaying me over and over a zillion times.
Shattered and wretched here as I stand,
I love you still but now ‘us’ must disband.
My childhood dream,
O the love of my life.
Always yearning for thy love esteem,
Destiny had me divorced my wife.
My love has always been you,
And it’s not a hyperbole but true.
For when you said yes I knew,
Our love shall never bid adieu.
May be it was my insecurity,
That made me doubt thy sanctity.
For you were busy and had no time,
I was still silly and you at your prime.
My love for you made me so blind,
How to trust men who are of all kind.
But I should have trusted you for you were mine,
But you asked me for a break, which wasn’t fine.
Shattered I left, I felt so low,
Your one statement was like a big blow.
Searching for solace in you, u left me bereft,
The price we had to pay was treacherously heft.
We were on a break, as u advocated,
Unfortunate it was, but love never abdicated.
I tried my best to hide it too,
Only if I had the power to undo.
When I said that she was different,
I didn’t mean to say.
My love for you is reverent,
Baby please don’t keep me at bay.
Look at me, look into my eye.
It was a mistake, please don’t cry.
I love you as much as you love me,
We were on a break, is my dire apology.
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When I look into your vehement eloquent eyes,
They talk to me and make me mesmerize.
How big can they grow and how deep do they go,
Everytime I gaze into them my heart and mind blow.
Sometimes I reckon if they have a world of their own,
Where you’re a princess seated on celestial throne.
The world having meadows full of scintillating flowers,
Where the nights are adorned by the rainbow coloured stars.
The crystal clear water runs along your castle,
And quotidian you thrive without any hassle.
The sparkling snowfalls that makes you smile,
The enticing fragrance of mud when it rains once a while.
The vibrant tinted trees are the reflection of your cheerful heart,
Where the rainbows gleam and that’s how your days start.
A world of dreams and desire to which you everyday retire,
Such lovely are your eyes that talk to me as I admire.
Just not those eyes which dream alike,
Even your eyebrows and eyelids get me out in one strike.
How alluring are those pretty eyelashes of yours,
Hitting me like a thunder, making me drop on all fours.
Those times when you blink and OMG your winks,
Every time my super strong ship of heart just sinks.
And when you are angry or want to do a sigh,
Girl you look so cute that my heartbeat goes high.
What a charm and what a dazzle your eyes possess,
Damn you are smoking hot with an elegant finesse.
All those unspoken stories that your eyes narrate to me,
Making me a part of the world that only you can see.
I fall deeper and deeper into your eyes’ unfathomable mystery,
Feeling blessed for being a part of such a vivid reverie.
Hope this poem made you remember those beautiful eyes you have fallen for at some point in time and have experienced something similar to this little creation of mine.
Innocents stay muted,
Their honour amputed.
We stay low,
As the bombs around us blow.
The takers never turn into givers,
That’s how inequality prolifers.
The shy is considered to be weak,
But light never fails to spread through a creak.
It’s a conjecture of those fools,
Who use emotions as their tools.
None can control the tides of time,
Weakness can be moulded into strength sublime.
Thus rise for it’s not the horizon you desire,
But the limitless sky that awaits your fire.
Wo tumhe chor kahe,
Tum shor samajh bhula dena.
Chori ki rah par chale bina,
Shauhrat itni kama lena.
Ped par lage falon par pathhar padte rahenge e-dost,
Apni kaamiyabi samajh unhe bhi apna bana lena.