Ehsas

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Afsos bhi hota hai...

Gar ehsas zinda hai to aansu bhi aate hai,

Aur hansi bhi...

Maine to jab bhi koshish ki rone ki khud pe,

Hansi hi aayi...

Aansu barish ban ke

Man ki sukhi mitti ko khushboo se sarabor kar jate hai,

Aur banjar ho chuki dharti par andekhe phul khil aate hai.

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Kagaz ke phoolo me mehek purani kitaab ki.... Zang lage guitar ke taar, aur dhun ek jaani pehchani... purani. Log kehte hai ki safar hai, par sab makaam dhundhte hai; Subah chale the, sham tak koi rah hume bhi dhundh legi...

Thursday, November 10, 2011

Cobwebs...

A mesh of cobwebs entangles my soul,

cant believe these fine silk like threads can hold up years of longing…

And what was wished for forever

Seems like a distant dream…

Cobwebs… the spiders are all around.

Are they too hard at work, or am I too lazy to remove them in time…

Or is it my comfort zone which is stopping me from venturing out.

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