अजीब है यह ज़िन्दगी
अनजान है इसकी राह
हर मोड़ हर कदम पर
मैं हूँ तन्हां ।
कहने को तो है सब साथ
लेकिन आगे बढ़ते ही छूटता है हाथ
यही है ज़िन्दगी की पहेचान
पर समझ मैं आई मुझे कुछ देर के baad
रोको तो ना रूकती है यह ज़िन्दगी
बस आगे ही बढती जाती है
बीती हुई बात सिर्फ़ यांदें बनकर रह जाती है
तो दोस्तों !!!!!
इन यांदों के भंवर मैं ज़िन्दगी की लहर को
तैर कर पार करो हिम्मत से
कभी न लो साहारा
यही है कहना हमारा
अगर ऐसा करोगे
तो सुरक्षित पहुच जाओ गे अपनी मंजिल का किनारा.
Friday, October 31, 2008
Thursday, October 2, 2008
Esha this one for you !
There is someone in this world
who consider me as precious pearl
who thinks that I am pure and rare
on this lithosphere;
Let me tell you my friend so dear
No one else than esha, i swear
that silly girl dosen't even know
she is the best gift which I own
Esha,you are so kind
that you allowed your sister to be mine.
You taught me the meaning of frienfship
which is the bond between our relationship;
you deeply explaind me what a friend worth
That's why today I am able to express it -
" A friend is what
That defines you in short
A gift that I treasure a lot "
who consider me as precious pearl
who thinks that I am pure and rare
on this lithosphere;
Let me tell you my friend so dear
No one else than esha, i swear
that silly girl dosen't even know
she is the best gift which I own
Esha,you are so kind
that you allowed your sister to be mine.
You taught me the meaning of frienfship
which is the bond between our relationship;
you deeply explaind me what a friend worth
That's why today I am able to express it -
" A friend is what
That defines you in short
A gift that I treasure a lot "
Freedom
In the mid of the castle there she lies
I don't know why she cries;
People tell that she is the prisoner
And the cruel king call her his treasure;
She is like a perfume of the flower
becalmed by the king
whom i call a felon.
Like a beam of sunshine
she told me her dream one night--
"In the meadow of the spring
she would sit free
amidst the flower of the tree
and watch the colours of the changing sky
through the rainbow
she felt she would one day fly."
I admired her dream and went for a stroll
I prayed her life to be a melodious song
Oh god may she live long.
I don't know why she cries;
People tell that she is the prisoner
And the cruel king call her his treasure;
She is like a perfume of the flower
becalmed by the king
whom i call a felon.
Like a beam of sunshine
she told me her dream one night--
"In the meadow of the spring
she would sit free
amidst the flower of the tree
and watch the colours of the changing sky
through the rainbow
she felt she would one day fly."
I admired her dream and went for a stroll
I prayed her life to be a melodious song
Oh god may she live long.
Wednesday, October 1, 2008
Ode to the Candle Light
My dear candle light
you constantly flicker
spreading around your delight
you tire never
You stand bravely up over there
O solitary one!
there is nobody to bother and nobody to care
but you blame none.
Why is that sometimes the people are so mean
They look but don't see
Your sacrifices -
which seem to be so much serene
But I am obliged to you
for you were there with me when I had been low
and burnt yourself up
and provided me the glow
Well that's not the only greatness you have on whole
you are considered god's element-there you play devotional role
Your sencirity and dedication evokes the sleeping sole in me
And inspires me to dedicate my life for the happiness of thee.
you constantly flicker
spreading around your delight
you tire never
You stand bravely up over there
O solitary one!
there is nobody to bother and nobody to care
but you blame none.
Why is that sometimes the people are so mean
They look but don't see
Your sacrifices -
which seem to be so much serene
But I am obliged to you
for you were there with me when I had been low
and burnt yourself up
and provided me the glow
Well that's not the only greatness you have on whole
you are considered god's element-there you play devotional role
Your sencirity and dedication evokes the sleeping sole in me
And inspires me to dedicate my life for the happiness of thee.
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