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Flawless Poetry Week By PWI Realm Of Irises

The Peaceful Writers International Writers' Community organized a month-long fest for #NaPoWriMo. We named it the Inscribing Manifesto. So, talented writers at the Peaceful Writers International penned down these beautiful pieces of poetry and shared them with us. Come, let us take you on this beautiful journey traveling to the poets' heart, exploring their thoughts and words...


समाजिक वर्जनाएं

इक्कीसवीं सदी का भारत है ये,विश्व के।मानचित्र,एक सुंदर ,उन्नत भारत,

उभरता नज़र आता है,फिर ये समाजिक वि शमताओ का ये धब्बा कैसा,

ये विकसित समाज पर ग्रहण का ये पहरा क्यों???

 कहीं भ्रूणहत्या,कहीं दहेज़ प्रथा,कहीं लिंग भेदभाव,

ये समाजिक वैमनस्यता अब गहराने लगा है,नारी नारी की दुश्मनबनी,

सोच की पराकाष्ठा, क्यों निचले तबके सिमट कर,समाज को दीमक बन खाने लगी है,


क्या भारत की तस्वीर यही है, जहा एक स्वस्थ सोच विकसित नहीं होती,

फिर तो,प्रगति का कोई भी रूप बड़ा बेईमानी सा लगता है।

ये आर्थिक विषमता,सामाजिक। द्धाचा कोखोखला कर रही है,

इसके।ज़िम्मेदार स्वयंम हम है,अमीरी।की।कब्र पनपी गरीबी बी ज़हरीली होती है,

ये समाज की खाई का ज्वलंत उदहारण है,कितनी भी मौलिक अधिकार प्राप्त क्यों ना हो।ज़मीनी रूप से समानता का अधिकार,नहीं प्राप्त हो पा रहा है

ये सभी प्रश्न सोचनीय है,एक सुंदर

राष्ट्र के लिए,जब तक ये विभेद

पनपती रहेगी,सामाजिक असुरक्षा

बढ़ती रहेगी,वो वक्त दूर नहीं,

समूचा माने जाति अपनी ही बनाए गायेसोच की दायरों में बेबस और निसहाय नज़र आएगा।


शीर्षक - उसके होने का फितूर था।

वो पूछ पूछ थक गया किस बात का गुरुर था।

मैं ना कह  सका  उसके  होने का फितूर  था।।


जिस्म जिसमे जान है ये जान जिसपर कुर्बान है।

वो   इश्क़  के   बाज़ार  मे    बेहद  मशहूर  था।।


वक़्त की शिकायतें,किस कारण चाहिए हिदायतें

इश्क़ नज़रों से बयां किया ज़ुबां से क्यों दूर था।।


वक़्त से क्या कहे किस कारण थे ख़ामोश रहे।

खूबसूरत  हुस्न  पर  हुस्न-ए-यार   मगरूर  था।।


तितलियों के पंखों से रंग चुरा  तस्वीर सजाया।

उस तस्वीर के अक्स में भी उसका ही नूर था।।


ख़्वाबों की बुनियाद पर खड़ा था इश्क का महल।

उस महल में घुट कर जीना भी रुह को मंजूर था।

कवि - रोहित त्रिपाठी 


एक व्याकुल पंछी आज इंसान को बोल रहा हैं की

आज की परिस्थिति इतनी ख़राब है कि तुम इंसान पिंजरे में कैद हो।

वहीं हो तुम जो हमें कैद करके रखना चाहते हो,

वहीं हो ना तुम जो हमें कुछ समय के लिए भी अकेला नहीं छोड़ते क्यों की, हम उड़ जायेंगे।


और आज हम पंछी खुले आसमान में पंख फैलाकर बड़े गर्व से उड़ रहे है।

क्या आज तुम्हें एहसास हो रहा हैं की हमें कितनी घुटन महसूस होती होगी पिंजरे में,

जब जब हमने उड़ना चाहा हैं, तब तब तुमने हमारे पंख कांटे हैं।

आज मेरा हर एक मनुष्य से सवाल हैं की क्या आज आप खुद पर गर्व कर सकते हो??

और वो इस लिए नहीं की आपने हमें कैद करना चाहा हैं हमेशा बल्कि इसलिए कि कल जो स्थिति हमारी थी वो आज आपकी है।

कल तक जैसा बर्ताव हमारे साथ होता आया हैं वैसा ही आज आपके साथ हो रहा हैं।

©️ Surekha's quotes


Why you girls are ashamed 

If you bleed for five days?

If there is a red stain on your pant?

Why you feel shy ?

When you ask for sanitary pads on a shop?

You all must be proud that you are a girl ,

And you bleed every month ,

That is the most vital process for beinginig a life ,

Why your mom tells not to tell about periods to your dad and brother ?

Your brother and dad will be proud to know that you bleed !! 

Your dad will be someday anyone's grandfather 

Your brother will be called "mama" one day !! 

Bcoz of you !! Only you !!

Then why you are ashamed??

Why you feel awkward ?

When you tell your boyfriend about your periods?

Your boyfriend will never understand the pain 

You are going through in that days !!

Bcoz he can't imagine the squeezing of the stomach in one time !!

If he does not manage your mood swings ,

So what?? 

He can't understand your mood that time ,

He has never gone through the hormonal changes in your body that your body is facing !!

Why your boyfriend is the only person to bring you chocolates ? 

Why your father can't bring ice-cream and chocolates??

Why you say that this is not the right time to know about it to your younger sister?

She will also face the same one day !!

Then why not she must also know about it?

Let give him a chance to feel proud that she can also give birth to a child !!

You are the best creature of the God.

He has choosen you for facing all the problems and bearing all the pain?

It's a heavenly feeling for you that you bleed 

You will not need any IVF treatment or any other mode to being called MOM by a little baby !!

Just be proud and bear everything and feel lucky that you are a girl !!!

Soon one day you will be someone's MOM !! 

Be happy and just manage your mood swings !!

- By ayesha 


Topic: Stranger

I am becoming a stranger,

To those who knows me since many years,

I am becoming a stranger,

To those, when their needs where once satisfied by me,

I am becoming a stranger to my friends,

When dissidence initiates in our way,

I am becoming a stranger when I show dissent to the wrong deeds,

And moreover,most of us are becoming and made as strangers,

By the people who are so close with us,

When we are denying their misdeeds,

This is what actually reality is?

Nothing is true here,

Once if we deny it,

We are treated as a stranger.

- by J.Martina


मासूमियत चेहरे की

कर सबको अलग थलग रही है

ज़रा आंखो पर भी गौर करो

मासूमियत उनसे भी झलक रही है


खो रहा हु मैं सुध बुध अपनी

चेहरा नजरो में समा गया है

सारे निकल गए है बाहर

तेरा चेहरा दिल पर ऐसा छा गया है


गालों पर गिरती जुल्फे 

इश्क बिखेर रही है

बचना भी चाहूं मैं

पर ये आंखे मुझे

चारो ओर से घेर रही है


अदाओं की क्या बात करू

मैं तो कबसे कायल हो कर बैठा हूं

मुझे मत सिखाओ इश्क के तौर तरीके

मैं पहले से ही घायल हो कर बैठा हूं


मैने खुदको तुम्हारी 

जुल्फों में सुला दिया है

जब बैठी हो ज़हन में तुम

तो मैंने खुदको भुला दिया है


शरबत सा इश्क 

जवानी में घुला दिया है

रहता था उदास कभी

तुम्हारी मुस्कान से मिल कर

मैने आंसुओ को रूला दिया है


सारे शांत है इसके आगे

तुम्हारी मोहब्बत जैसा किसी में शोर नही

हां मानता हु लाखो लड़किया है इस दुनिया में

पर सच कहूं तो तुम्हारी जैसी और नहीं..

Instagram - anand_jain_12


Topic: Rain

It's not a change in weather,

It's a change in ourselves rather. 

Monsoon brings new ideas, 

and drives away every phobia.

Rain is not only a cycle,

It's rather a miracle.

It's every drop,

is a hope.

Hope of having something new,

A mental strength ,

A step ahead to new.

Though in the world goodness is in few,

yet those few things are priceless,

Rain is a relaxation,

a wonderful topic of discussion.

Rain is a blessing in disguise,

which is itself selfless.

- PAYAL CHOWDHURY 


"It's Weekend"

Let all your worries comes to end!

Enjoy the moment, just no more pretend  !!

Let all your work, projects and assignments suspend  !!!

As "It's Weekend"  !!!!


Just stop being harsh on yourself, Let's yourself commend!

Let the graph of positivity uptrend  !!

Let all your loneliness and depression descend  !!!

As "it's Weekend"  !!!!


Stop being controlled by others,  Be your own headened  !

Let others speak, just don't contend  !!

Don't let your happiness inter-depend  !!!

As "It's Weekend"  !!!!


Do whatever you want to do, Let other recommend!

Let yourself your own superitendent  !!

Let your friends be your actual dividend  !!!

As "It's Weekend"  !!!!

- Silky Jain


Agar kabhi thak jao,

To btaa dena..

Hum tumhe jaane ki ijaajat de denge..

Bs u iss kader gaayab ho kar,

Ye kabhi mt soch lena,

Ki hum khud ko sambhal lenge...

Tum jaaoge to beshak hum tumhe rokenge nhi,

Pr agr phir waapas aaye na,

To hum tumhe pehchanenge nhi..

- Ayushi Kaushik


Veer Zara by Ayushi Kaushik

Apni zara ke liye veer ki kurbaani ko mera salaam,

Veer ke sapno ko jinda rkhne ke zara ke iss jajbe ko mera salaam,

Mai nhi jaanti ki ye kaisa rishta tha unka,

Pr baais saal ke intezaar ke iss mohobbat ko mera salaam...

Mai har pal duaa krti hu ki watan ko chahane waale hr veer ko uski zara mile,

Zara ke liye veer shayd mar chuka tha pr khawahishein zinda rkhne waali har veer ko ek zara mile,

Mai ye bhi dua krti hu ki har zara ko uska ek veer mile...

Khuda se bs itni si rehmat hai...

Har veer ko uske gaon ke rango me lipti nayii zara dikhe,

Har mod pr logon ko insaaf dilaane waali ek saamiya mile...

- Ayushi Kaushik


Topic: Fight

A fight is cute,

where love is there instead of ego.

A fight is enjoyable,

where winning or losing doesn't 

matter.

A fight is memorable,

when let things go.

A fight is admirable,

which blossoms to a bond.

A fight is useless,

where you are always proven wrong.

A fight is worth, 

which brings new positive change.

A fight is the reason,

where emotions exchange.

Fight may occur with anyone,

whether it's stranger 

or someone nearer.

One must remember, 

fight is just a gesture,

don't keep it as a grudge,

be of frank nature.

Name: Payal Chowdhury 


😀- हास्य जीवन

आप को  हँसते  जो  देखा 

खिल खिला  कर हँस लिये

प्यार  के  दो  बोल     मीठे

बोल  कर  दिल  बस  लिए


कोरा  कागज  हाथ ले कर 

मैं     दर्शता     रह      गया

नम्र   हो   चुपचाप   रहकर

बिना   बोले      कह    गया 


क्या   पता   है  कौन  कैसा

सर्पता  वस  डस    ही    ले 

अतः  गुस्सा  तज के केवल

मधुरता    मय   मुख   खुले


मालपूड़ी        साथ    पैसा

हाथ      लगना    सरल   है 

पर  जमाना  व्यस्त  कितना 

हंस  ले   थोड़ा   विरल    है


हँस  के   देखो   कुछ दवाएँ

आप की    होनी   है    कम 

स्वस्थ   बॉडी   ब्रेन गतिमय 

और   जीवन   भी     सुगम 


हँसने    के    पैसे   न पड़ने 

कौन     यह      समझायेगा 

याद   रखना   मंत्र   है  यह 

उम्र       को       बढ़वायेगा 


रोनी   सूरत   जो  बदल  दे 

हास्य   उस   का  नाम    है 

हँस हँसा कर  रहना  सीखो 

ये     बड़ा    आसान      है


बोर     जीवन   क्यों   जियें 

हम   जटिलता  नीरस लिये 

आप  को   हँसते  जो  देखा 

खिल  खिला  कर  हँस लिए


-राजेश सतपते, हैदराबाद


SUNFLOWER TO MY EYES

I'm leaving behind the trail of negativities,

Wearing a cloak of sunflowers pretty,

The smile on my face works round the clock,

As I water my roots, looking at the clouds.


My eyes twinkle and lips whisper prayers,

Silently I shimmer, walking with flare,

The glow in me is irresistibly beautiful,

Because I've left behind every obstacle.


There's love all around and I'm stitching memories,

Every moment is a blessing to witness glories,

I had sown wings to fly high beyond the horizon,

And I'm tending my wounds, with eyes that desire.


Nothing can stop me, I'm a beautiful sunflower,

I'm strong and courageous with immense power,

My smile is my symphony and I'm playing one,

To let everyone know my reality, under the sun.

©Angarika


कॉलेज का पहला दिन

स्कूल से निकलकर कॉलेज में था आया।

जैसे। कोई दादुर में था आ समाया ।। 


जिसके थे ख्वाब देखे, गिनते थे जिसके दिन।

जीवन में आ गया था, कॉलेज का पहला दिन।।


मन में था खौफ तन में, कम्पन लगा होने।

देख चका चौंध , खुद को लगा खोने।।


मै गांव का गवार, शहरों से था अनजान।

अपनी देहाती बोली  था , मुझे गुमान।।


स्कूल का था हीरो , सबकी आंखों का तारा।

प्राचार्य और गुरुजनों का दुलारा।।


आया था मै दोस्त के बिन।

जीवन  में आ गया था वो कॉलेज का पहला दिन।।


खुलते ही द्वार जैसे

मैंने ने किया प्रवेश

आवाज़ दी सुनाई 

पप्पू का देखो भेष

नाम क्या है तेरा

आया कहा से तू

एक पल ज़रा ठहर,

मुझसे कर गुफ्तगू,

मरता क्या न करता,

ठिठक के रुक गया

हाथ जोड़े दोनों

मैं नीचे झुक गया

आदेश जेस्टो का

चल मक्खियों को गिन

जीवन में आ गया था 

कॉलेज का पहला दिन

- राजेश सतपते, हैदराबाद


मां,

मां एक छोटा सा शब्द,मगर बड़ा ब्यापक अर्थ,

अपरिमित सा असीमित सा,जीवन के अभिभूत सा,

कोमल,करुणा प्यार ,दुलार,बिल्कुल इकमोम सा दिल है एक मां का,

ईश्वर के परिकल्पना में अकथनीय इसका रूप है।

पूरा विश्व तेरा आंचल का एक छोटासा रूप है।


बच्चो की लोरी में।तू, दुआ ओ की हर झोली में तू,

पूरे घर की शान तू,फ़िक्र में डाली हरदम अपनी जान तू,

खुशियों का पूरा संबल तू,दर्द में भिंगा एक  दामन तू,


चूल्हा बर्तन और सारे रोटी में तू,उंगली पकड़ चलना सिखती तू,

संतान की हर मुस्कुराहट में,बच्चो की तरह खिलखिलाती है तू,

ज़िन्दगी किधुप में मीठी मीठी छाव है तू

दुनिया सिमट ने लगी,आकर तेरी प्नाहों में,

सुकून मिलने लगा है लेटा जो तेरी गोद में,


ये गले का आलिंगन तेरा मां,शायद सबसे शुखद अहसास है,

पूरी गंगा उत्तर गई है इसमें,पावन से भी पवित्र है ये,

शनेहाशिष की बारिश बरसाती,एक पूरी अम्बर है ये,

हम खड़े है ,जिस छत्र छाया तले,एक अनोखी सी सुंदर सी छतरी है मां,


कभी पूछ कर देखो उस बच्चे से,जो मरहूम है मा के प्यार से,

खोया है बचपन उनका,दुलार की ब्य वाहार से,खोया है मासूमियत अपनी,बड़े हो गए वो समय से पहले,

एक घर पूरी छत है मा,घर मन्दिर है,उसकी सुंदर सलोनी मूरत है मां,

पूरे अखिल ब्रह्माण्ड की,अद्भुद अक्लपनिय,अतुलनीय,चित्रण है मां


A broken soul

They used me

They tore me

They ripped me apart

Now I just wanna depart


There's no one here 

That can make it fair

There's no one with me

Now I just wanna be free


Why is this world so cruel

That it can never be a jewel 

Now Its of no use

Because now everyone will refuse 


They killed the real me 

No! It can't be 

Now my whole life is done

And now I can never have any fun


Now I can never be a whole

Because now I am just a body without a soul

Which can never reach its goal

Which is already to get sold


Why is this thing called 'LIFE' so unfair 

Why can't it be fair

All the good ones who are really rare

Should always beware.

- Mrunmayee 


इब्ने-मरियम नहीं है तू, जो शिफ़ा दे जाएगा।

एक बीमार आशिक़ को, वादे-वफ़ा दे जाएगा।


पानी की लहरों लिख डाली है ये इबारत,

तू आएगा शौक़ से मिलने, फिर दग़ा दे जाएगा।

इब्ने-मरियम - मरियम का बेटा


💚 SERENDIPITY - A STRANGER WHO CHANGED MY LIFE💚

In the midst of melancholy, 

With invisible scars hurting me in my tophet, 

I continued to bathe in the ashes of wars,

Till the time when hope arrived as the Prophet. 


Mind hated the euphony of heart, 

I lived in a no man's land that God forgot, 

With thousands of mayhem being my fragile treasures, 

Unless the time when poetry became my solace. 


A sense of solitude loomed over my crimson blood, 

Missing the sea of my amour's moon, 

Reminding me of all the poisonous potions of love, 

Unless the time words became intense than waves. 


I stumbled and stumbled to be found, 

In the lookout of getting heard, 

Oh the gift of Soteria!You were the nubivagant clouds, 

Who became the stranger to change my life!


With eyes full of sonder, 

To the pictograph of wonder, 

You became the calmness to all my chaos!

- Lavanya


The Wings of Doyenne

The Woman who stood with pride, eminent enough to be hiked.

The rainbow of her dreams, the flight of her ambition, never seem to cease.

The queen bee of her hive, the scarcity of emotions, exponent of Cries.

The Wings of her destiny never lost it's flight, a suppressed heart chose to forget all the scars, all the burnt ashes of her life.

A Doyenne can never loose faith.

Someone, supposed to be next to perfect.

A Doyenne, supposed to rule the realm of hope, of victories, of faith of exceptional ethnic etiquette.

- Sirsha.


For some moments in life there are no words


All of the times that I have spent with you

They carry a special place in my heart

The way we express love for each other

You'll always remain, my sweetheart,


The way we giggle and laugh out loud

With each other, never makes me bored

And with you

I feel more secured


My hands in yours

Yours in mine

That criss-crossing of fingers

Always made me fine


Those were the moments

I loved to live

And at the start of our every meet with each other

Was a High-Five to give


I always loved to listen to you

And you were the one who loved speaking

Those silent walks with hands in hands, listening to all my problems

You never left me weeping


Whenever from the front of your home I went

I always used to get a smile

Whether you were there or not

Still see how much, even a  thought of yours could do to me for a while


This was love, this was time

I have no words for

Cause some moments and feelings can never be expressed in words

As you are all mine and I'm all yours...🤍🌍

© Nishtha Trivedi


The voice of an untended heart 

You! You! 

I am asking who are you 

You left me alone

You acted as if I am no one to you


You destroyed my feelings

I wasn't even done speaking

You meant me everything 

And all you bothered was leaving


Now I am not me

Why it can't be?

I am just devastated 

I wish this feeling could have never lasted


Why can't this feeling of love just go away 

With the years as they fade

You left with my heart

And now surviving is hard


You took away my soul

And now in there is only a big hole

Now there's nothing left with me

No love no hate nothing now atleast let me be

- Mrunmayee 


Life

Life is not a race

So live it with grace

If there are endless dreams 

The chase them upon the winds


Life is full of challenges 

Face them without sadness

If there's love in your soul

It will make you a whole


Life is shining and is much better

Love has reigned over jealousy and anger

If there are birds calling you 

Then forget everything and be the real you

- Mrunmayee 


A broken heart

Its been one month

Exactly one month since

You had asked for a chance from me

And I gave you a chance to enhance 


Three days after

You came and said that you loved me

And I was elated 

I was elated because I loved you too


But little did I know

That love was only a show

You never loved me as myself 

You only loved me for my beauty 


When I was attacked,

My beauty was taken away from me

When I needed you the most,

You treated me as if I was unknown


Five years later 

you come back and say 

'I Love You!'

But why should I believe you 


Five years back you left me alone

You took away my heart and soul from me

I was only a fool

To think that True Love was cool 


I was shattered 

I was broken 

I lost my hope 

I lost my faith,my sanity


Five  years back when you left,

You left with a part of me

Now there's only one part of me left

Have you came back now to take away that remaining part from me too


Five years back when you left me

Since then I closed all the doors for love to enter in my life again 

Because I don't want to be betrayed again 


True love gets to them only

who have a good fate

But do everyone

Have the same good fate?

- Mrunmayee 


मुझसे मेरा हाल तुम , कभी तो पूछोगे , 

बताएंगे कुछ इस कदर हाल अपना 

जब तुम मुझसे मेरा हाल पूछोगे ।।


नदी के किनारे तुमको लेकर जायेंगे

हां ! उसी नदी के किनारे

जिस नदी के किनारे

हम तुम मिला करे थे ,

तुमको अपने पास बिठाएंगे  

और दिखाएंगे वो फूल तुमको

जो अब मुरझा गए हैं 

यह वही फूल है जो खिला करते थे

जब हम मिला करते थे । 

 

और बताएंगे 

कि इस नदी के पानी की तरह

ज़िंदगी चल तो रही है

लेकिन मुरझाई है तुम बिन

इन फूलों की तरह 

वैसे मुस्कुरा लेता हुं तुम बिन भी

लेकिन इस मुस्कुराहट के पीछे 

छिपे है गम बहुत सारे 

नदी की दूसरी तरफ वाले 

उन पहाड़ों के पीछे छिपे

गुलों की तरह ।


कुछ इसी कदर बताएंगे हाल अपना ,

जब भी तुम मुझसे मेरा हाल पूछोगे ।।

Satish Kherwa ( दिल शायर )


The mask of a little girl 

She was crying

Her eyes were not even drying

Small tear drops were rolling down her cheeks 

And she was looking really weak


Her cries were ignored by everyone 

And she was left alone by everyone

She was really a pearl

But her dear ones only left her 


She was a small girl

Who was well learnt 

But her cries were ignored 

So she never got a chance to soar


Her full life was a joke

And so she was fully broke 

She only got insults

She never got any good results


She was yelling 

But all only had her expelling

She was never anyone's  beloved

So she always remained unloved 


Why was life so unfair to her 

Couldn't her life have been better

 Why were her cries ignored

If she could have been a little explored 


She always wore a mask

But little did the world know

That mask with a beautiful innocent face bahind it 

Was a fake mask with happiness showing on her face


Behind that mask 

Were hidden her real pains, sufferings,agony, anger

She died litle by little from inside

But no one could see that because everyone only saw her fake mask of happiness, love, excitement and joy

~Mrunmayee 


She was a doctor,

And I was her junior.


She had a gentle nature,

Yet I was rough in my attitude.


She used to advice me,

But I was hesitant to listen.


My exams came,

And I failed by a very near margin.


She came to me and scolded,

Albeit with heavy tears flowing out of her,


Like an unending waterfall

Pouring out of her lacrimal glands.


I realised that if I had listened to her,

I could have passed with flying colours.


Finally, it was the supply exam

And it was a meditation for me, with her.


I listened to whatever she could explain and do for me,

And I was able to grasp many.


Finally, I passed the supplies

And was promoted.


Had if my senior was not there in emergency,

My career could have been broken down,


And I could have been a complete failure

Of a neuron-cored machine.

- Abhiram B.


एक तरफा प्यार,

हम उन्हीं पे दिल का राज इजहार कर गए,

जो दूसरी महफ़िल में बैठ,सारे शाम कर गए,

अश्क का पूरा वसीयत,वो मेरे नाम कर गए,

उनकी सुकून में हम अपनी ज़िन्दगी हलाल कर गए।।


दर्द आहिस्ता आहिस्ता लिपटने लगी इस क़दर,

हम खुशियों का कैसा व्यापार कर गए,

लौट रहे थे थके कदमों से घर को आज,ये हार के, 

दिल हम ये किसके नाम कर गए,।।


वो नज़रों का बयां तुम्हारा,नज़रंदाज़ ना कर सके हम,

इस्तेमाल बखूबी मेरे करने लगे तुम,

रौंद कर इस फूल को,बड़ी मुस्कुराहट के साथ तोड़ था।मेरा दिल,

,हमने,, तो खुशियों का हुजूम ही तुम्हारे नाम कर गए,

अब लगता है ज़िन्दगी,सासो के चंद पहरे है,

काश,तुम बता जाते, इश्क के अंज़ाम इतने गहरे है,

यूं , जफाओ के पर्ची में,तुम्हरा नाम लिख हम भर नहीं सकते,

खता कर ली थी एक बार फूलों को शाख ओ से तोड़।ली थी।मैंने,

दुबारा खता अब कर नहीं सकते,दर्द तुम्हे भी हुआ होगा,टूटने पर,

ये बात और है,बयां तुम हमसे कर नहीं सकते।।।।।


DEEP WATER

Giving  us seeds of ray of hope and warmth of sunshine,

OCEAN helped us to handle every ordeal of life.

Sand under feets flooded with water,

Brought back love for soil of earth.

©rakshitabatra


THE HEART OF HANDLOOMS-WEAVERS

They pour their hearts,

In weaving the beautiful clothes.


They withstand crisis,

By weaving for the extra time.


They struggle alot,

In weaving the alluring clothes.


They support other weavers,

By helping them in work in the harsh conditions.


They work day and night,

In weaving the golden borders.


They cope up with all the hardships,

By training their brains to not get sleep.


They spend a lot of time,

In weaving on the hard handlooms.


They weave,

By pouring their hearts.


They stand on their own feet,

In any hungry and hard times.


They resist every pain,

By inspiring themselves.

Name:-Kolli Sai Charan Reddy


सप्ताहांत की डायरी

कहो तो तुम्हारा नाम लिख दूं ?


जब भी लिखने लगता हूं 

कागज पर 

कुछ न कुछ 

आगे ही नहीं बढ़ती कलम,

शब्द तो क्या 

अक्षर भी नहीं लिखे जाते 

सिर्फ ठहर जाती है 

बस वहीं आकर 

बार-बार एक ही जगह 

लिखने कुछ और लगता हूं 

अक्षर की सूरत 

कुछ और उकेर देती है 

अब तो मेरी कलम भी,

मुड़ जाते हैं हाथ 

अंगुलियां खुद-ब-खुद 

पहचान लेती है 

बिना लिखे ही 

तेरे नाम का पहला अक्षर 

कागज पर

झठ से लिख देती है,

कागज तो कागज है 

सप्ताहांत की डायरी और

कहां ठहरते डायरी या 

किसी किताब में 

हो‌ जाते हैं सरेआम 

कुछ शब्दों की लिखावट से,

इन उड़ते हुए लिफाफों पर 

मुड़ते हुए कागजों पर 

सिमटती लकीरों पर 

सुनहरे शब्दों में 

लिखा भी सिर्फ वही जाएगा 

हां ! सच में,

कहो तो तुम्हारा नाम लिख दूं ? 

- राजेश सतपते, हैदराबाद


योद्धा की कहानी

संघर्ष का आग जितना प्रज्जवलित होता है

हमारे जीवन में उतना ही निखारआता है

योद्धा वीरो वीरांगनाओ की अमर कहानी

इतिहास की पन्ना चीख चीख कर देती  है गवाही

जन्म और मृत्यु के बीच नाम हैं संघर्ष

कर्मवीर जो होते है

कभी संघर्ष से नहीं घबराते

चट्टानों के दीवार जैसा खड़े रहते

तूफान भी नहीं  उसे हिला पाते

 धैर्य साहस हिम्मत से

जीवन की नाव को पार लगाते

हर क्षेत्र में हर जगह नारी

लचारी नहीं अपनी दम से

संघर्ष के बल से खड़ी है

सफलता का मूलमंत्र है

मानव जीवन  फूलों का सेज नहीं

काटो से भरा सेज है

सुख का सागर नहीं है

दुःख की दरिया है

हौसला के बल पर दरिया पार करते है मानव

हिम्मत रूपी नाव  डगमगाते ही

गमो की दरिया में बह जाते है

- राजेश सतपते 


जबसे इश्क़ की पनाह में बैठें है

 सुकून 

प्यार करने की जीद ना करो ,प्यार करना बड़ा महंगा है ।

यहाँ चाहनेवालों की भीड़ है ,सच्चे प्यार का दीदार बड़ा महंगा है ।।

इश्क तो हर कोई कर लेता है ,पर इश्क के वादें निभाना बड़ा महंगा है ।

बाजार में खिलोने तो बहुत है ,पर सच्चा दिल खरीदना बड़ा महंगा है ।।

प्यार की राह में कितने ,अभी तक असफल हुए है ।

आज मालुम हुआ ,प्यार करना बहुत महंगा है ।।

हर पग पग पर धोखेबाज बैठे है ,सच्चा प्यार परखना बड़ा महंगा है ।

ऐसे ही दिल मत दे देना यारों ,फिर दिल को समझाना बड़ा महंगा है ।।

हम तो सुकून के पल ढूँढ़ने चले थे ,लोगो के दिल टटोले तो देखा है ।

आज सुकून के पल पाना ,सबसे ज्यादा महंगा है ।।

- राजेश सतपते, हैदराबाद


विषय: मेरी प्रेरणा

मेरी प्रेरणा है स्वर्गीय भारत रत्न  श्री अटल बिहारी वाजपेई

एक अटल   

अटल नाम था ,काम अटल था ,

पग-पग पर विशवास अटल था |

युगपुरुष देश का बन दिनकर सा,

जन-जन का उर-सम्राट अटल था ||


कठोर वज्र सा संकल्प अडिग था ,

नभ मंडल का ध्रुव तेज अटल था |

राजनीति   का   प्रखर   सचेतक,

ब्रह्मचर्य   का    तेज   अटल   था||


कवि-हृदय   मन   रहा   सुकोमल ,

गिरी से प्रस्फुटित प्रवाह अटल था |

कृष्ण बिहारी वाजपेयी गृह जन्मा जो ,

वह राजनीति का भीष्म अटल था ||


जीवन  के  दुर्गम  पथ  का  राही,

निर्मल,कुलीन वह शांत अटल था |

पक्ष-विपक्ष  से  उपर  उठकर वह,

निश्छल, कुशल सरदार अटल था ||


प्यासे , हारे,  टूटे  पथिकों  का ,

प्रेरणा  स्रोत  का नाम अटल था |

था  सत्ता  को  ठुकराने  वाला ,

प्यारा नेता बस एक अटल था ||


अथक चला जो सत्य मार्ग पर ,

उस दिनकर का नाम अटल था |

हिंदी भाषा का प्रबल समर्थक ,

राष्ट्रभक्ति का  शौर्य अटल था ||

- राजेश सतपते,हैदराबाद


सड़क किनारे ज़िन्दगी

बेबसी का चादर ओढ़,

हर रोज़ लोग सो जाते हैं।

सड़क किनारे ज़िन्दगी का हाल,

आज तुम्हें सुनाते हैं।


उम्मीद का दामन फैलाकर,

बच्चे भीख माँग लाते हैं,

कुछ पैसों की ख़ातिर,

औरत को बलि चढ़ाते हैं।


भूख लगे शिद्द्त की,

पानी से भूख मिटाते हैं।

सिग्नल पे दौड़-दौड़ कर,

थोड़ा सामान बेच आते हैं,


इंसान की क़दर कहाँ,

कौड़ियों के भाव लगाते हैं।

मॉल से महँगा ख़रीदकर,

सस्ता सड़क किनारे से ले आते हैं।


सरकारी कर्मचारी आकर,

इनकी कुटिया भी उखाड़ जाते हैं।

हाँ, बिल्कुल ऐसे ही साहेब,

सड़क किनारे ज़िन्दगी बिताते हैं।

सड़क किनारे ज़िन्दगी बिताते हैं।

©Nilofar Farooqui Tauseef


BREAKUP

Why do we break up?

Adjustments are everywhere, 

So are the arguments, 

If you don't want to mess up,

Why do you start up?


Life is smooth when we are together,

Distant apart things are weaker,

Breaking up isn't only between couples,

It's between bond of friendship as well. 


Be smooth to all,

Try to learn the tip to deal,

Things take years to make up,

Only a second to do break up nothing .

- PAYAL CHOWDHURY 


MY MOST MEMORABLE BIRTHDAY

It was that day and year, I remember,

When he couldn't visit, but sent a letter-


Happy Birthday my dearest sweetest child!

God bless you with every happiness in life

I pray you scale and reach great heights

Believing in yourself without any fright..


My dear, I grew up to be a man of strength

I work hard, yet I wish you surpass my domain

Looking the good and bad in the world

You have to see the light after dark, my girl


You’ll stay with me for a short span of time

But remember, never be afraid and confined

Feel free to dream big and achieve all goals

Work for quality without any loopholes


Trust yourself and stay aware of any evil

Universe knows everyone, live life peaceful

God will help you in your harshest time

Have faith in the Almighty, shine bright, my child


You’ll be growing up soon and going school

Learn every subject and never be cruel

Play sports of your choice, challenge yourself

Each step you climb will be an achievement itself


I hope you share some feelings with me

Emotions that you fear to let be free

Never be anxious let depression overtake 

Be yourself, even if your heart really aches

This is your father’s lovely wish!

- ©Angarika 


The wedding of my dreams

Want a wedding without any noise.

That  leaves  no choice  but  death

Want a wedding  without  those rituals, 

That  disturbs the mind  of any  intellectual.

Want  to  have a wedding  like 2 states.

So that love doesn't  feel insulted .

Though the food need not have variety 

But people should respect diversity. 

Though the music  need  not  have latest party  anthems.

But  people  should  not pray for mayhem. 

It need not be a lavish  wedding, 

But we should  cherish  every moment. 

So that haters don't  torment  our relationship. 

- Vibhor Bijoy dilsedoalfaaz


My dream wedding would be a destination one.

I have always dreamed of having a destination wedding.

As travelling to places  has been something that fascinates me.

Destination weddings are the best because you have a lot of events to cover in a destination wedding.

I dream of this everyday that I would get married to someone who likes this idea of mine.

That dream is a distant one .

But one day it is bound to happen soon.

Some things are pure bliss.

And my dream wedding would be pure bliss too.

I am waiting for that day to come soon .. 

- ©Navya 


MR. JOKER

Life of a Joker, 

Started from when he woke her...

The tears soaker, 

And the heart broker... 

Known as Popular Smoker, 

From the day he choke her... 

Inspite of making her laugh,

The loyalty & love he got half...

She treated him like happy staff,

Behind the false Photograph... 

Hidding all the hostile,

He shows the world his Bold Smile... 

Even after drinking pain's wine,

Acting like he's absolutely fine...

Deleting her thoughts line by line, 

Moving towards darkness; still he shine...

Absorbing all the Pain,

Controlling the Brain...

Which has already gone insane, 

Because of the Unexpected Rain...

Nothing left to explain,

Nor to Maintain...

Removing all her stain, 

He got connected in the affection Chain...

The memories which trouble again & again,

Now whom to approach for them to complain...

- Åñüshâvāñü...


जन्म दिन की बहुत बहुत शुभकामनाए,

खुशियां तेरी पालकी हो मुस्कुराहट ज़ायके वाली हो,

मस्ती भरा पल हो,दर्द करते ना कोई दंगल हो,

हर दिन हर रात तेरा मंगल  ही मंगल हो।


किरणों का साथ हो,रात की कोई ना बात हो,

वक्त तेरी राहों मै शाजदा करते हरदम तेरे साथ हो,

फूलों सा महकता तेरे ,ज़िन्दगी का हर ख्वाब हो,

।।कहकशां करती हो कलियां,काटो का ना राज हो

नव कपोलों की नव पंखुड़ियों में तेरे ,ज़िन्दगी का आगाज़ हो,

 कदम हो वाहा जहा मंज़िलो का बयां हो।।।

मुक्कादर तेरा,हर फैसले का साथ हो,

कामयाबी का सेहरा बस तुम्हारा ही खास हो,

हमारे दुआ ओ में बस इतनी सी बात हो,

तुम मुस्कुराते रहो यूं ही,,गम कोई ना तेरे पास हो,

हर दिन तुम्हारा, जन्म दिन सा अहसास हो,

रात भी गर हो तो मै ओ दीपावली की रात हो,

हमारी शुभकामनाएं में तुम बस आबाद रहो।।।।


The Castles In the Air 


I have been a dreamer throughout my life 

I have worked my daylights off to run behind my dream 


To collect the Bricks and stones for my Castle.

Where all my uncertainty subsidies, my burning eyes welcomes serenity.

All my life i have visioned about certainty , have been running to match ambiguity.

The sky became my limit , my castle supposed to be floating in the thin air , the clouds became my companion in bringing my illusion into actuality .

The castle in the air should stand strong , guarding all of my vulnerability.

I am delusional, they say .

Not have time to indulge in tranquility.

I have been dreamt of a Fairy Tale.

It ought to be come out into Reality.

Hazards maybe there , Hallucination shall not be .

The Castle In The Air should carry my ambition, all my legacy .

- Sirsha.


DRIZZLE

Drumming on the lunette,

Battering the canopy,

Captivating ocular through delicacy.

Sprinkling elation and infatuation,

Wiping out contempt.

Bestowing generation of shrubs,

Widening greenery to preserve our planet.

Oh! monsoon! Oh monsoon!

Let us enjoy the gala of sleet.

- ©rakshitabatra


GRANDPARENTS LOVE

To my apple eyed Grandparents,

The fragrance of my childhood,

Hides in the folds of your embrace.

You nurtured your princess with utmost grace, 

Giving a new meaning to the term Parenthood!


I am in loss of words,

As my beloved grandpa is the reason for all my Red letter days.

You made me fly like the birds,

And our relationship has always had the best way.


Your love is way too much,

That my life has been sweetened and ennobled by your touch. 

I am always that playful calf who would cling on your back with all the tenderness,

And I would venerate you for always ministering to my happiness!


You have been the soul to rekindle my life with adoration,

Whenever I have been downhearted by the turn of events. 

My dearest granny's endearment is too far from imagination,

Her care and warmth is the greatest present ,

Through all my good sense

I thank her for being the best creation!


You guys are soo Dearer than life,

That your monumental love cuts my body like a knife !

Oh lord!My love for you is beggar description!!


For the first time in life I haven't travelled in the correct Road,

As my poetry has failed to weave the beauty of your love with vibrant colors ,

In a thousand ways this is just a mere ode!

FROM THE HEART

 OF YOUR LOVING POSTER CHILD!!

- Lavanya


MY BIGGEST FEAR-VALUE FOR MY WORDS

PART-1


My biggest is on the existence of the value for my words.

Neither my family nor my friends whom I feel as myn are not valuing my words.

I'm alone as a bat in the night sky.

But I cannot get the value for my words in the society.


Then, who will give the value for my words?

Will my wife after the marriage,listen to my words?

Will my children listen to them and perform accordingly?

But I'm also a citizen in this society.


What didn't I achieve? Not live from my group members hearts?

But soon after their flight to the ultimate places,

Commonly known as hell and heaven to this society,

I was left alone and the value for my words is sentenced to death in this society.


Till then,we have had a great time and beautiful memories.

And helping each other with some special arrangements.

Our group had a good name and value for the words in the society.

But after their death,the value for me and my words evacuated from the society.


How could I regain my value in my family and friends?

And how could I get many loving hearts?

Should I get a job for the value for my words because I'll be getting salary?

Or as an influencer by experience, should I get a good name in the country?

The answer for all my questions will be revealed in the next part.

:-Kolli Sai Charan Reddy


Title - है गुज़ारिश बचपन का

क्या हम बड़े हो गए?

क्या हम सच में इतने बड़े हो गए?

प्रश्न है आज मेरा मेरे वर्तमान से...

क्या बचपन छोड़ आए हम?

क्या उस बचपना को भी छोड़ आए हम?

वो बचपन जहां.....

ना पाने की साजिश थी,

ना कुछ खोने का डर था,

ना नौकरी की चिंता थी,

ना गलती का अफसोस था,

बस! बेफिक्र थे हम,

क्या खुशी क्या गम!

ना दुनिया की भागदौड़ थी,

ना विचारों का भागमभाग था,

ना खिलौनों से परे कुछ और की उम्मीद थी,

ना चॉकलेट से ज्यादा कुछ और की चाहत थी,

ना पैसों के लिए सोचना पड़ता था,

ना जीवन के हार-जीत का हिसाब था,

मिट्टी की खुशबू और दोस्तों का साथ,

दिनभर खेलकूद, कहानियों वाली रात!

रिचार्ज होता था अनलिमिटेड मस्ती का,

प्री-पेड या पोस्ट-पेड, क्या फ़र्क पड़ता था!

चिंता थी बस गणित परीक्षा की हानी-लाभ (प्रॉफिट-लॉस) की,

किसको अंदाज़ा था असली गणित तो स्कूल के बाद शुरू होगा!!!!


क्या हम सच में इतने बड़े हो गए?

प्रश्न है आज मेरा मेरे वर्तमान से...

क्या बचपन छोड़ आए हम?

क्या उस बचपना को भी छोड़ आए हम?

क्या दुनिया की भीड़ में कहीं खो गए हम?

गुज़ारिश आज उस बचपन की....

गुज़ारिश आज दवाइयों की नहीं, मां की गोद की,

जो अनमोल था, जहां सुकून था!

गुज़ारिश आज स्वाधीनता की नहीं, पापा की डांट का,

जो जरूरी था, जहां अनुशासन था!

गुज़ारिश आज ऑनलाइन की नहीं, दोस्तों की उपस्थिति का,

जो सब कुछ था, जहां संतुष्टता थी!

गुज़ारिश आज मेरे बचपन का, वही बचपना का,

जो जीवंत था, जहां जान थी,

जो जीवंत था, जहां जान थी,

जो जीवंत था, जहां जान थी!

है गुज़ारिश बचपन का....

आज है गुज़ारिश बचपन का.....

वही बचपना का......है गुज़ारिश.....

-©Jasmine Panda


चाँद

तारीकियों के लम्हों में, बेख़ौफ़ चाँद निकल आता है।

तारों की महफ़िल, अपनी रौशनी से चमकाता है।


इश्क़ कहूँ चाँदनी की या फ़ितूर-ए-इश्क़ चकोर का,

किसी को महबूबा, किसी को महबूब नज़र आता है।


आसमाँ भी फ़िदा है, ऐ हुस्न-वो-जमाल तेरी रंगत पे,

तेरी कशिश के आगे, हर रंग फीका नज़र आता है।


पूरी हो ग़ज़ल कैसे, जो ज़िक्र तेरा न आए।

कभी तुझमें मेरा गाँव तो कभी शहर नज़र आता है।


काश, मेरे आँगन भी तू कभी उतर आए फ़लक से,

बिन तेरे मुझे वीरान मेरा घर नज़र आता है।

- ©Nilofar Farooqui Tauseef


DREAM VACATION

It is subtle and so close to my heart,

Closing my eyes, I can still feel its spark,

Dream Vacation, with my man, at my place,

It was synchronous, so soothing with grace.


And I was grateful to adorn one of those pretty gowns,

Parading the halls with firm steps, without a frown,

I was the Beauty, awaiting the arrival of my Beast,

In lime dress of mine, I picked the best to decorate his feast.


Ready to curse my life and save the world of my father,

I wanted to live defiant, with my dreams and desires,

I didn't disobey my family but definitely taught some lessons,

To my sisters who did smile, seeing me work wholesome.


There was a rose I wished to bloom, and tend it gently,

Walk the palace all over, only to wait for his grand entry,

My Beast! Only mine! I hoped to be his light for once,

Dancing merrily with the breeze, and cute cutleries under the sun.


Oh! In the lonely castle I found some secrets and magical books,

Where the curse of my Prince, broke very soon,

I knew I'd be friends with him, but gradually would I know,

The journey of love was beautiful, and serene for me to bow.


I knew he won't like, but I'll have to hallucinate for once,

And save him for me, so that he metamorphose into someone,

My Prince! My Beast! He found his true love in me,

I know it was a dream vacation anyway, but I'd be- Belle for my Beast.

- ©Angarika


YOU ARE STILL YOUNG

When your mind says you're young,

that means you are young. 

When you want to do some mischief, 

that means you have the energy to play mischief.

When you want to dance breaking all barriers,

that means you want to set a goal rather.

Who says age flies away, 

Age is just a number that increases day by day.

But the fun,the zeal to live is still the same,

So don't listen to what others say,

You will be young always.

    - Payal Chowdhury


ENJOYING IN MY OWN WORLD

Whatever may the mood of heart and mind,

In the drizzling evening,

When the sun starts to hide behind the wandering clouds fastly,

When hands start to tremble by the chillness,

That moment, holding a cup of hot coffee,

And sitting at the corner of the bed near the windows,

Enjoying the serene climate by slightly laying at the window,

Holding a pillow on other hand,

By the time,at 6P.M,just switching on the light,

And if the day was a tuesday or friday,

Just lightning up the candles,

Along with that having the frankincense,

And enjoying it's odour,

Which slowly surrounds my world,

Makes me to feel the serene within,

By the time,all my bore happenings,

Will get vanish within a fraction of second,

This is how, I am enjoying and living in my own world.

-by J.Martina


हिना,

रंगों की दुहाई में,बड़ी बेरंग सी तुली हूं मै,

वक्त के आंख मिचौली की,बुझी सी पहेली हूं मै,

अपनी दास्तानों में बिल्कुल अलबेली हूं मै,

तन्हाइयो की रातों की तन्हा सहेली हूं मैं,य

खुशियां दरकिनार कर हमें,गम अज़ीज़ होने लगी,

चले थे आसमां को छूने,ज़मीं पैरो तले खिसकने लगी,

ये कनवास थे ज़िन्दगी के, बड़ेसुखे और बेजार से मिले,

क्या ज़िन्दगी हमसे कह गए,क्या ज़िन्दगी ये सुन गए

शिकवा मुकद्दर से कर गए,हम तो बिन बात ही,

वक्त अंगूठा दिखाते रह गए,ऑथम ठगे ठगे से रह गए,


तमाशायियो का मजमा लगा था कैसा,तमाशा हम खुद बन गए,

मजबूरियों की सी हजूरी में,ज़िन्दगी के सारे वक्त निकल गए

अब तो सुखी शाख ज़िन्दगी पनपती नहीं, ज़ानेकिं, गलतफहमी,

का शिकार बन,हम खुद से अजनबी बन गए,


ये किरदार,मेरे वजूद,से कितने सवाल कर गए,टूट कर बिखरने का मलाल,

भी ना था हमे,,मुस्कुराहट के मुखौटे का लबादा,ओढ़ कर हम रह गए,

हर अरमान कफ़न के आबरुओ के दफन होने लगे,

हर रात ऐसी मिली,की फिर रात होने लगे।


लहरों में मैंने खुद को ढूंढ लिया,

लहरों के भवर में सवर ज़िन्दगीऔर भी खूबसूरत हो गई हैं,

बस सोच की परिभाषा,को परिभाषित तुम्हे करना होगा, 

मौसम तो बदलते है,तुम्हे रंग का हर ढंग समझना होगा,

काटो ने कुछ तो कहा होगा इन गुलाबो से,

नज़ाकत वही अब तुम्हे बयां करना होगा,।।


वक्त के करवटों में,सलवटें मिलती रहेगी,

इन्हीं शिकन में तुझे मंजिल ढूंढ़ना होगा,

उन राहों से पूछो ,पैरो का चलना,रेत पर भी कोई निशान मिला होगा।।

दरिया ए समन्दर के,लहरों की भूमिका,कुछ कम तो नहीं,

ये माना तूफानों में कस्तियो को फिर से संभलना होगा,

 इन किनारों ने आगाज़ किया है, तेरी रहनुमाई का,

तुझे ,किनारों के शोर में खुद को ढूंढना होगा।।


मेरा दिल धड़कता है तेरे लिए,

मौसम ए सबाब का कुछ तो असर हो रहा है,

वो मिले थे कुछ इस तरह की,मेरा दिल आज तलक उनके लिए धड़क रहा है,

यकीन के तारो में शवरने लगे थे वो,ये हसीन वक्त।भी।अब शरमाने।लगा है,

सितारों ने ओढ़ा रातों का चादर,तू चांद के उस शय में नज़र आने लगा है।।


ये नज़रों के खता अब खूबसूरत होने लगा है, इन सासो  को भी,

रश्क होने लगा ज़िन्दगी पर,ये माजरा।कौन सा नया आ गया है,

मस्कूराने  लगे,लब भी,ये खुशियां करीब आने लगा है,

मस्तियों की वादियों में,गीत नया कोई गाने लगा है।।


हर फ़िक्र में, उनके हम।आने लगे है,ज़माने से कुछ तो छुपाने लगे है, 

वो गुज़रे थे आज इस गली से,हम नज़रों को अपने बिछाने लगे है,,

,,एं पलको ने की थी मीठी सी गुस्ताखियां,हम दिल को मज़ा चखाने लगे है,

वो घुलने लगे थे अहसास ओ में मेरे,धड़कन उन्हें हम बनाने लगे है,

ये दस्तक की आहत तेरी ही तो थी,हम दौड़ कर उस ओर जाने लगे है।।


ENJOYING AS BYSTANDER

In many occassions, some like to take part,

But many,like to be a bystander,

One who is a bystander,have many fun moments,

None can enjoy like them,

The participants can only participate in the selective events,

But a bystander,can participate in as many events from their standing place,

They make whistle sounds,laugh,giggle,dance,

And they will enjoy every second in the entire ceremony,

They will be the outstanding personalities,

Who pass comments well than the panel of judges,

Till the end,laughing will be their world,

Their world will be totally different from the performers,

So in order to enjoy life,

At times we need to be a person of bystander,

Which makes us to have variety of laughing genres.

- by J.Martina


Let them talk about you.

Let them misunderstand you.

Let them rude with you.

Let them Judge you.

Let them blame you.

Let them gossip about you.

Let them hurt you.

Let them broke you.

Let them angry on you.

Let them care about you.

Let them love you.

Let them enjoy with you.

Let them forget you.

Let then create circumstances for you.

Let them do whatever they want to do.

Because their opinions or their actions won't affect you. 

Love yourself and just move on!!

Be you. The real you.

No one can stop you from being yourself. You have your own vibe which is unimaginable and unexpandable.

- ©️Surekha's quotes


MOI AMOUR! YOU ARE THE INSPIRATION BEHIND ALL MY IMAGERIES

Trust me I don't have the flare to write on love,

Love poems aren't my sapphires,

But you proved it all wrong;

I never imagined about love,

Until our paths crossed;


You freed me from the fetters of infringement,

You made me write the lines which were once a far cry, 

If I were to write about love,

I would tell how chocolatey it feels, 

When my mind gets enthralled 

To imagine the Slow dance in candlelight;

How your colognes drift me to a Pristine Palace, 

Like the music that doesn't let me go;

I would narrate the joy in glamming up,

To get the look of a Nymph to captivate you;


I cannot sing the sounds of moonlight,

But I can for sure say how beautifully it 

Paints the Purple sky of Amore;

If Poetry was all about imagination, 

Then you should know how badly I break my bones 

To pen the verses to impress you;

Those metaphors and imageries 

Are the myriad emerald sapphires,

Of my carmine heart to blaze out this Canzone;


Maybe I would have been different,

If it wasn't for you;

Gulping Icecreams,

Relishing the Kitkat ,

With the thoughts of painting pictures with words,

Has now become my  inseparable part;

 

When I finally read my compositions, 

My lungs pant for the reality of 

    


Oh my Imaginary Adonis,

Understand that you would be my cupid, 

Only till I find love;


To my homer,

I would love to  break myself in shreds,

To compose Ballads for you;

I would enjoy singing ,crying and dreaming before sleeping, 

For I know your the Rose to my Sun!!

- Lavanya


KESE BATAE

Na jane kyu ab tum apne se lagte ho,

Jo kabhi na tute us haseen sapne se lagte ho,

Lagta hai jese tumhe khoya to sab kho dungi,

Jese tumhe zara sa door jaate hi ro dungi,

Mere liye tum kya ho ye me nhi hu jaanti,

Par tumse milkr ab sacche pyaar ko bhi hu maanti,

Tum hote ho to na jane kyu rote rote bhi muskurana deti hu,

"Tum sirf mere ho" yahi sari duniya se kehti hu,

Kese karu bayan ye dil-e-izhaar tumhe,

Kese batae ki karte hai kitna pyaar tumhe.


Tum mere ho, mera hak hai tumpe,

Har hadd paar kar jaaungi agar koi shak hai tumhe humpe,

Chaha hai tumhe to zindagi bhar chahenge,

Chahe jese bhi ho tum, har roop me apnaenge,

Tum kehte ho tum nhi ho mere pyaar ke layak,

To tumhe pyar karne ki ab me ban jaaungi nalayak,

Itna chahti hu tumse ki kbhi mera dil na todna,

Karu chahe laakh galtiya, par kabhi mujhse muh na modna,

Takra jaaungi duniya se agar pasand hai takraar tumhe,

Kese batae ki karte hai kitna pyaar tumhe.


Tumne sabmala hai mujhe humesha tutte hue,

Mnaya hai mujhe humesha rutte hue,

Diya hai saath har mushkil me mera,

Darti nahi kisise duniya me kyuki mere paas saath hai tera,

Tumhe dosti chahiye to dosti hi shi hau humari,

Tumhari to sirf dosti bhi mere liye hai kafi pyaari,

Izhaar ikraar karaar sab tum hi ho mera,

Ab tere seva is duniya me koi na hai mera,

Meri to phchan bhi hai ap yaar tumse,

Kese batae ki karte hai kitna pyaar tumse.

- Reet Chauhan


LOST SPRING

Bestowed with love and care,

No existence of tit for tat.

Enjoyed  splendour beauty,

Dancing in the lap of nature.

Smile never lost on faces,

Altered into sad faces.

Freedom from responsibilities,

Changed into head full of burden.

Worn mud on body while playing,

Hatred for that mud developed.

Chit-chat of whole day with parents,

Now hidden from parents.

Inherited humanity and kindness,

Lost somewhere in space.

Touching those tender feet and hands,

Takes me back to blissful days.

Oh spring! oh spring!

Take me to the ride of spring,

Bringing back the alluring smiles.

- ©rakshitabatra


TO BE OR NOT TO BE

At times, we will be in a desperate mood,

Our act will be too rude,

Days seems like too bored,

Though,our heart has many things to do,

Mind revolves around some past route,

Physique will feel an abeyance state,

There flows a question in the heart beat,

To be or not to be?

And most of the time,the same question remains abiding,

In the life of aback.

- by J.Martina


ABASHMENT

In the life of aback,

Days with many drawbacks,

We have to face many abashments,

Sometimes,it will make our trust into abate,

At times,the same abashment,

Leads us to be a person of achievement,

The society which abhor you,

Will cherish and celebrate you when you finally succeed,

And always remember, don't make any abashments,

To make you as a person of abberation,

Try to learn from all the incidents of abashment,

It will make you a person of achievement,

And most probably,it's the motto for the achievement,

So,consider and celebrate your abashments,

In your life as wonderful and beautiful moments.

- by J.Martina


THE BEST GIFT FOR MY BIRTHDAY

I wish that I could get a kind-hearted and beautiful girlfriend for my birthday,

As a gift from God because I'm feeling lonely.

This bucket full of pains started overflowing.

To empty those pains from this bucket I want a girl who would also keep me strong.


In the dark night resting on her lap in the cold breeze,

While the waves hit our couple and produce some positive charge,

Called Happiness, may heal all the wounds of my heart,

And her kiss on my forehead would refresh my thoughts under this moonlight.


Our romance in this dark night.

Would not be caught by the Supreme God but,

This moonlight stood steady muddling our romance.

This would easily drown in the large cloud and dark our place.


I expect this gift from God.

Because it is too hard,

To manage my bucket. So as to manage it in a proper way,

That would be a big gift from the God for my birthday.

-Kolli Sai Charan Reddy


Some say it's curse, some take it as a blessing,

Some speak one should feel from within.

It's not a matter to loose or win,

Neither it's a matter of comparison. 


It's something which you feel good,

The feel to give,

rather than to gain,

despite of intaking all pain.


Love for family,

Love for friends,

Love for strangers,

Love for pets,

Love for youngers, 

Love for elders,

Love is for all.


Love is a gift of God, 

Its not a curse at all.

- PAYAL CHOWDHURY


MOTIVATION

If the bottle of your life sinks deep in the oceans,

Don't forget you'll still float because the cork is yet present,

You are trapped inside the cage but a rising sun you'd see,

A rope to climb up the rocks will eventually drop down from sea.


You need not think of the wrongs or curse the bad,

Life lets you fall down but there's still a big step,

Take hold of the rope with the strongest enthusiasm,

You'll wake up and rise walking along the chasm.


The twilight will you hope for a rainbow shade of tomorrow,

Gear up to praise the ladder that'll lift you from the furrow,

The bottled life would absorb some amount of your blood,

But believe me it'll be worth it as you'll swim the deepest flood.


Boycott your sorrows and grievances quickly,

Give vent to your optimism to go for the hills,

Hold the leash and reign your life happily,

Once a fall would do no bad to your beautiful living. 


There's a golden door open and waiting for you,

To show you shades in multitude of ranges,

Don't stop, find a way, wake up and fight the storms,

You will nourish yourself like  hills and sea with the new you, with motivation, being strong!

- ©Angarika 


At times life lessons are so costly that even your good times turns to become a  big disaster!

Were 

Overcoming the disaster with courage to have a wonderful time lies in your hands!

- @abhii_mac


STRING OF LOVE

Cord touching our hearts deep Inside,

 Flowing love in every part of body.

Soothing every recessed creature, 

With the cadence it generates.

Sometimes driving us down our memory lanes, 

Refurbishing all emotions connected with it.

 With every verse played on cord,

 Making us feel the meaning of it deeply.

Helping us express our emotions silently.

Making our nights placid.

First love of every human with the best lover till last breath.

Music is not just a word but a sensation.

Bringing various cadence out of humans depicting their life.

Thankful to God for he has created music to let every soul live happily.

- ©rakshitaabatra


परीक्षा का tension,

या मार्क का attention,

History है एक बड़ी mystery,

जिसे पढ़के हम भूल जाते chemistry;


Mathematics का mensuration,

और economics का inflation,

कर देता है mind में irritation,


Physics के machine,

हमें दिखाते है सितारे हसीन,

हिन्दीमें भटकन,

बढ़ा देती दिल की धड़कन;


E.Ed का deforestation,

और biology का transpiration

फेला देता है हमारे पढ़ाईके,

Environment में pollution;


Geography का topo,

कोई तो इन अत्याचार को रोको,

कर दिया है अब इसका इंतज़ाम,

क्योंकि पास आ रहा है board का exam;

- Nimisha Patel


स्याही हूँ, बोलती हूँ

अल्फ़ाज़ को अपने साज़ में घोलती हूँ।

हाँ, जी

स्याही हूँ, बोलती हूँ।


काली हूँ, 

मतवाली हूँ।

सच और झूठ को तोलती हूँ।

हाँ जी, स्याही हूँ, बोलती हूँ।


कभी अश्कों में घुल जाती हूँ।

कभी मुस्कान बन छा जाती हूँ।

धुँधले पड़ जाएँ हर्फ़ तो क्या?

स्याही की छाप छोड़ जाती हूँ।


ख़ुद जो बिखरुँ तो दाग़ बन जाऊँ।

लफ़्ज़ों में तराशा तो आग बन जाऊँ।

शोला भी मुझमें, शबनम भी मुझमें,

कभी ख़ुश्क तो कभी सैराब बन जाऊँ।


ज़मीर की आवाज़ हूँ मैं।

अंजाम नहीं, आग़ाज़ हूँ मैं।

हर सफ़हे पे है ज़िक्र मेरा,

स्याही हूँ, हसीन अंदाज़ हूँ मैं।


सुनो,

मेरा दर्द भला कौन समझता है।

कोई लिखता है तो कोई पढ़ता है।


तभी तो,

किसी के ख़्वाब की ताबीर हूँ,

किसी की टूटी ज़ंजीर हूँ।

समझो तो क़िस्मत बुलन्दी का

नहीं तो यादों की तस्वीर हूँ।


हाँ जी हाँ,

दिल के बंद लिफ़ाफ़े खोलती हूँ।

हाँ जी, स्याही हूँ, बोलती हूँ।

स्याही हूँ, बोलती हूँ।

- ©Nilofar Farooqui Tauseef ✍️


The finger

The finger can change  the  fortune of a ruler,

Who aimed to only linger in the   lives of people 

The finger can teach a generation, 

How to stand for progress  in a nation .

And not be a victim  of  subjugation. 

The finger can produce  good leaders,

Who can read the  state of a nation ,

And does not waste  the opportunity. 

A finger has more than the barrel  of a  gun,

Which cannot  be  taken for fun.

A finger is not just a part of your  body. 

It gives  you  the  right  ,

To change  the  plight  of people. 

Who are struggling  to  put up a fight. 

- Vibhor Bijoy dilsedoalfaaz


Cry of Comfort 

My days and my Sleepless nights 

Symbolic to my abolished please, to my feeble cries.

I seek remedy to the foreclosure of scrimmage.

I am responsible for my own demolition of existence.

I'm the evil of my struggling fate.

Still I cry out in desperation

In seek of a ray of light in agonizing black night.

I cry for the very last attempt to live .

Cry for the lost battles 

For the retrospection of my fears of my antagonist tears .

I cry in seek of comfort , in seek of a hand to take me out of this henious world of synchronisation.

None but me could be my saviour.

I cry in my loneliness

In the time of incarnation.

- Sirsha


THE PHOENIX IS MY HEART

The phoenix is my heart.

In which my pains were hold tight.

My kindess started flowing out through the impure blood.

And it was my sorrow which hit my heart muscle very hard.


I love my heart.

But the troubles caused by my heart's heart,

Literally can't be accepted by my soul.

So,a letter was sent to it by my soul.


Dear Heart,I love you,but I've to let you go.

So break yourself into two.

And come back with the sword called love.

For that love to get acceptation from my soul,you must burn to emerge.

- Kolli Sai Charan Reddy


AM I ROLLING OUT TEARS

Am I rolling out tears,

Just for someone's taunts?


Am I rolling out tears,

Due to people making fun of me?


Am I rolling out tears,

When some of my dearest ones turn against me?


Am I rolling out tears,

When I lose my closest people?


Am I rolling out tears,

When I face tough odds in my life?


Am I rolling out tears,

When I apologise to someone and yet get maltreated?


Am I rolling out tears,

When my will power is lost?


All I could bear, with my heavy heart;

But now it has been wounded,


And with enough injuries,

My soul has been tattered to a near-death.


How many advices,

How many slaps,

How many scoldings...

...they were countless,


But they couldn't change me easily,

And now I am facing all negatives from the four walls I am surrounded.


I could hold my tears,

But the amount has exceeded;

And now I am bound to cry out in pain,

With no one to help me,

Even for the simplest of reasons.


If my soul is dead nearly,

Then what do I have, to lose?

Hope if someone infuses me with a new life,

My empty heart strays,

Starving and crying for life, no matter what.

- Abhiram B.


Last Breath

There you were

Laying on the hospital bed!

Wearing the boring outfit

Which you always hated!

Everyone knew that this day

Would come,

But we all wished this was just a dream!

Even in the hospital bed

You were making us all laugh,

Making sure that 

No one is sad!

Right when we thought you were getting better

You said that you loved us one last time,

And then off you were

To the most safe and beautiful place called

Heaven! 

Every night I search 

For you in the 

Sky,

Hoping that I get

To see your face 

One last time! 

Even though you are 

Far away from all 

Of us,

I know that we will 

Always have your 

Blessings! 

I will always miss you

Grandpa,

Love you and please

Take care of yourself!

- Manisha Venkatesan


GROWING UP

Growing up,

I believed my voice was just background noise.

Gender equality only goes as far as education,

Chasing after a dream was seen as a pipe dream.

My opinion weighs as little as fine dust,

All this engraved in a little kids mind.


Growing up,

Moving was was the only source of entertainment.

Faced with the odds of never being in one place twice,

A miracle was as rare as a silver lining.

The rainbow after it rains never showed,

All this viewed from a little girl’s point of view.


Growing up,

Fighting was seen as evil.

I was told to be passive aggressive,

This lesson will only lead to destruction.

Starting from the bullying to compromising situations,


Blaming oneself for being born that way.

Take this moment to realise, holding back leads to demise,

Uttered by a regretful young girl.


Growing up,

Mistakes were seen as getting death row.

Accusations coming from pasts indiscretions,

Not done by me but I’m still next on the penalty stand.

Learning came after dying,

Dying after committing unspeakable mistakes.

A golden rule broken by a confused teen,

Another teen girl caught in between reality and a “pipe dream”.


Growing up,

Sixteen was seen as the prodigy age.

Anything that surpasses that is called a ‘waste of time’,

Time was the greatest boun and gift.

Always thinking that you have one foot out the door,

But be careful of the door that shuts on you.


Growing up,

Never speak out of line.

Hold your tongue or risk it being cut off,

It wouldn’t matter if you had your foot out the door.

The mouth will swallow you like a black hole,

Discovered by somebody who has broken the rules.

- ©Keerthana


Burnt ashes

Not every soul gets all that it had ever wanted.

Not every story ends with a promise to stay forever.

Some stories , some characters, some affections are better to be forgotten.


They had been the best when needed, they had loved the most when lasted , 

But not every story needs a happily ever after .


The tears that two people had shed , 

The heartbreak that had ever been experienced , 

The promises that had made only to break .


Those stories are better be someone's own, kept hidden .

Not every Rose needs to be plucked,

Not every stories are to be read in form of novel.

Some enchantingly enlightened tales are better be kept in the safe embrace of the worn out pages of daily journal.

Lots of smiles, thousands of tears,

A whole universe of emotions.

Are to be stayed hidden. Safely reminiscenced.

- Sirsha Ganguly


What does writing mean to you

A depressed mind's encouragement,

A hidden talent,

A lost one's destination, 

Some unexpressed emotions.


When combined together,

Becomes someone's future,

Some strange words meet,

To showcase a wonderful greet,

An unbelievable journey,

Where the route is much exciting than journey.


Where pen bleeds,

And the mind is free from greed,

Where life takes a u-turn,

And the every skills are churned.

- PAYAL CHOWDHURY 


'MY BEAUTIFUL SCARS'

They are Blesmish, 

They are Adoring,

They gab with me,

They Groove with me,

They Grin like a Cherish cat,

They are be in love with me,

They are my Strength, 

When I feel downcast,

They upcast me,

Because They are My Beautiful Scars!

- BHAWNA MEHTA


I LOVE YOU BUT, I'VE TO LET YOU GO

I love you but, I've to let you go...

Not for me, but for the nation that awaits,

My presence is necessary, as a soldier in dress,

If the enemies are no more, we can live happily,

And I wish to gift you everything, but.. peacefully.


I love you more than anything, still I need a pause,

So that I can make sure, that no 'animal' is a cause,

That you are free to live and breathe, even at night hours,

And when we marry you are safe, be it in dullest bars.


Let this Lieutenant connect to you, for coming seven ages,

Because love won't be fulfilled, if you aren't in those pages,

If I am away and you yearn my presence, you need to be strong,

Be it my photograph with a wreath, I cannot do you wrong. 


I love you but, I've to let you go, for my ease and sanity,

It's not about the world but for me, to make you happy,

Maybe if we win I'll come back, and take you far away,

Till then you keep me safe, somewhere that makes you brave.

- ©Angarika


His last letter

Sitting on the bench again 

If only I knew my efforts are going into vain 

Never understood what they meant by “you won’t understand until you feel the pain” 


The slow blowing wind asked me why are your eyes moist? 

I turned the pages of my life ,if only I had ever voiced 


I stumbled against those beautiful eyes 

Little did I know all he said was lies 

He dictated the game with the chance of the rolling dies 

He made me feel like I was the only one 

Made him come near the shore just waiting for the setting of the sun 


The waves crashing at my feet 

The silence made his words repeat 

Received a letter asking me to wait 

Minutes passed into hours sitting on the shore cursing my fate 


The waves kept crashing at my feet 

Tried to run back to him but it was like a maze of the street 


I am still standing on the turn 

The tides giving me hope every time they return 

The sand slipping from my hand 


The changing positions of the moon and the stars are a witness of the pain I had to with stand 

He played me like a deck of cards 

If only I knew I would not let down my guard 


He always said we are like moon and sun who love each other but are far 

Looking up at the moon now made me realise even the moon is scarred 


The candle of hope was slowly blown 

He slowly made my heart a stone 


I looked up and asked 

Still clutching the letter, the ink of the words dying my heart black 

Why I was given the pain to they sky 

They said love made even them cry 

- Anshika Dutt


The colors were yet to touch my skin,

The water in the tub was yet to be splashed,

Friends all around we yet to join the party,

While I received your pretty call.


Neither we spell those lovely words in the whole conversation,

Nor we imagined those Mirage colors over our skin,

It was just a common call to the whole world,

While it was still the special time that we both knew,


It was a pretty day the whole day,

The colors and the ink have not left my skin yet,

It might get removed by using some tricks,

But these colors are so close to my skin that they started to stick over ur skin now.


It wasn't me who applied those colors over uh,

It wasn't us who enjoyed today being together,

It was both seperate in our own place,

And when we meet, the magic would be different ❤️.

- Jøkèr


I'll Stay for you all

I won't be having any pessimistic thoughts,

If would have then too won't have life ending up thoughts,

I'll Stay to do many things in life,

I'll Stay to take care of my parents always in life,

I'll Stay to accomplish my goals,

I'll Stay to help my friends whenever they are facing difficulties,

I'll Stay to go good for poor people,

I'll Stay to decrease the ideology that's there in people,

I'll Stay to see Gender equality getting increased,

I'll Stay for my older grandparents who's like light and that never gets decreased!


Staying to bring happiness on faces,

Staying to take away sadness from faces,

Staying to just roam about some days,

Staying so that can enjoy life differently nowadays,

Staying like a free bird who's finding heaven sometimes,

Staying like the one who's packed up with everything and just wants peace sometimes!


Reasons of staying won't be able to finish,

Yet this goals I wanted to accomplish!

- ©Rajvi Shah


HUMANITY DIED

She was going home.

Frighten because of the dark.

Wasn't fearing ghosts but men.

She moved fast.

Heard a few steps following her.

Her heartbeat increased.

She moved even faster.

She was freaked.

She turns back and saw,

Few boys following her.

Why were they following her? We all know.

As they came closer, she ran.

She ran as fast as she can.

They ran too,

To catch her, harass her, rape her.

She was a girl.

She was a pearl.

But these monsters caught her.

Grabbed her around, started to oppress.

She shouted, she cried,

But no one to listen as humanity died.

- Reet Chauhan


Agar kabhi thak jao,

To btaa dena..

Hum tumhe jaane ki ijaajat de denge..

Bs u iss kader gaayab ho kar,

Ye kabhi mt soch lena,

Ki hum khud ko sambhal lenge...

Tum jaaoge to beshak hum tumhe rokenge nhi,

Pr agr phir waapas aaye na,

To hum tumhe pehchanenge nhi..

- Ayushi Kaushik


लहरों में मैंने खुद को ढूंढ लिया,

लहरों के भवर में सवर ज़िन्दगीऔर भी खूबसूरत हो गई हैं,

बस सोच की परिभाषा,को परिभाषित तुम्हे करना होगा, 

मौसम तो बदलते है,तुम्हे रंग का हर ढंग समझना होगा,

काटो ने कुछ तो कहा होगा इन गुलाबो से,

नज़ाकत वही अब तुम्हे बयां करना होगा,।।


वक्त के करवटों में,सलवटें मिलती रहेगी,

इन्हीं शिकन में तुझे मंजिल ढूंढ़ना होगा,

उन राहों से पूछो ,पैरो का चलना,रेत पर भी कोई निशान मिला होगा।।

दरिया ए समन्दर के,लहरों की भूमिका,कुछ कम तो नहीं,

ये माना तूफानों में कस्तियो को फिर से संभलना होगा,

 इन किनारों ने आगाज़ किया है, तेरी रहनुमाई का,

तुझे ,किनारों के शोर में खुद को ढूंढना होगा।।

- Seeing Dawn (Survivors)


Filtering Rays of sunshine,

Brightening up my day. 

The gentle Leaves of a new inception embosses me with a zing,

The dulcet tunes of tomorrow enlivens me with Revelry and Rhapsody,

For I am now a Brawny Brute,

 Who is seeing her  Beaux Reves  painted with Lustrous Gold.


I was that girl who sported a hang dog look,

As the mind lingered in a Frailty state. 

But now comes the time to witness the Petrichor Petals of my Amour Propre ,

For I have always had my hope burgeoning in an Abysmal Abyss. 


I am not any survivor!

I am instead a Tough Cookie!


Just like how the writer upon me dawned in the castle of Dusk, 

Same way this Shield Maiden springs in the Realm of a Nyctophilic Gravity. 


The bygone helped me walk through the peril's aisle, 

The blotch on my face looks like a splashy art, 

The Plethora of Smile was the ship 

Through which I sailed through the Ocean of Jeopardy,

Oh my jeepers!

These are the be tokens of an Aurora. 


I am not any survivor, 

I am a Warrioress!

I have crossed the borders of my fright,

And I am now standing in the sands to enjoy the rise of a new Dawn!

- Lavanya 


FROM MY ENEMY TO MY QUEEN

She was once my enemy,

Because of our feelings and misunderstandings.


Yet I knew that she was facing a problem

From her side,

But I couldn't understand her problem correctly

And we fought.


But, when I heard her story

From her close friends who also were mine,

I was shocked that

She suffered a lot of mental pain.


One day, I went to her

And tried apologizing to her with a deep heart.

But she was reluctant,

And she drove me away.


Time passed,

And I thought if she changed for the better.

She became more outgoing than ever before,

But I was scared she could be the same to me, as in the past.


But she came to me,

And said, "Hello Anna! Do you remember me?"

This was enough to give me a shock

And a deep warming of my heart.


I tried to hide, by saying

"Yes, I remember you.

You were the one who fought with me so much,

And you left us months ago."


But she found the deep sorrow in me,

And she said, in tears;

"It's okay anna¹. It happens.

I know you want to say sorry."


"All I want is you to stay happy,

And I want you, as my partner.

Because you only know how much pain I was suffering,

And I will tell you my story."


I was shocked to hear her story,

And I wished to adopt her as my own sister.

But time changed,

And it was deciding about my marriage.


Parents chose me a bride,

And when they showed me her photo,

I was shocked.

It was the same girl that I met before!


I accepted the proposal,

And so do her;

And finally, we both were married.

A perfect soul for me.


During our honeymoon,

My wife asked me,

With a pleading face

Laden with tears;


"Can we stay together happily?

Can we be always together?"


I assured her,

"My cutie, don't worry.

We stay strong, so is our eternal bond.

We could be far apart,


But in our hearts,

We are always together."


And a kiss to her forehead consoled her,

And we started living, as loving couples.

- Abhiram B.


Who Am I?

Who am I? I ask myself as a figure stares back at me from an empty reflection in the mirror,

I think, I am the one who pretends to be cool in order to fit into the standards of the society, 

I am the one who has to use filters in order to feel confident again, beautiful again.


Who am I? I ask myself as a figure stares back at me from an empty reflection in the mirror, 

I think, I am the one who is insecure about almost everything,  

 I am the one who can’t shed tears in front of the world in the fear of being labelled ‘weak’, 

I am the one who has to pretend to be happy all the time, 

But only I know this is far from reality,

 I am the one who can’t share my actual thoughts with the world because it won’t give the same respect it used to before, 

I am the one who has to be good at everything and anything so that I’m ‘intelligent’, 

I am the one who has to be thin and pretty is order to fit into beauty standards.


As I uncover my insecurities and buried thoughts one by one and take off my clandestine, I finally know who I am.

I am imperfect, I am beautiful, I am talented, I am amazing, I have my flaws but I am myself,

 Feels like I am discovering myself for the first time. I am no more insecure, I feel powerful and confident once again as I accept myself the way I am.


Who am I? I ask myself as a figure stares back at me from an empty reflection in the mirror. Only this time, I truly know.

~ Parnika


THE EVACUATION OF LONLINESS


Lonliness stabbed my heart.

I took my pen,which was residing in the corner of my heart.

For inking out the loneliness,

And quenching the thirst,of these lonely feelings.


Ink in my pen rushed out swiftly.

And the words spread throughout my paper slowly,

Healing the wounds of my heart,

And erasing loneliness from my heart.


- Kolli Sai Charan Reddy


तुम्हारा दिल नही है बात करने का !

इस बात की शिकायत करू तुमसे क्यों ,

दिल ही नही है मुझसे बात करने का 

तो क्या हुआ?

कोई बड़ा मशला तो नही है ।

मेरे सामने किसी और की तारीफ तू करे 

तो क्या हुआ?

कोई बेवफाई तो नही है ।

मुझे रोज़ रुला दे तू ,

तो क्या हुआ ?

कोई धोखेबाज तो नही है ।

मेरा रोना तुझे नाटक लगे ,

तो क्या हुआ ?

कोई जोकर तो नही हु मैं।

तेरा मुझे हर रात रुला देना ,

तो क्या हुआ?

तू बुरा तो नही है।

अब मुझमें गलतियां दिखती है तुझे 

तो क्या हुआ ?.

तू कोई परफेक्ट तो नही है।

तुझे मेरी कमी का एहसास नहीं होता ,

तो क्या हुआ ?

तू कोई बेगारत तो नही है ।

तेरा दिल नही है बात करने का 

तो क्या हुआ ?

कोई बड़ा मशला तो नही।

- By Ayesha


Ye raatein aksar mujhe khamosh kr jaati hain,

Naa jaane kyu ye ankhe nam kr jaati hain,

Har din sochti hu ki tujhe bhul jaaungi,

Phr bhi ye raatein aksar tujhe mujhse mila kr chale jaati hain...

- Ayushi Kaushik


MY MEMORIES WITH YOU

I had an unforgettable memories with you.

Memories that brings strength to my week bones.

Memories that put smile on my dry cheek.

Every times, I think of them, they feels  like butterflies in the bellies 


Memories that can never be taken away from me.

Memories beyond humans thoughts and imaginations.

The more I think of those moment, the less I ease myself of being distance from you.

 When I remember, those days with you.

Time means nothing.

My heart beats for you.

My heart pound for joy.


The only words that comes out from my mouth are"Ooh wow"

Ooh wow because I just can't express it at all.

Ooh wow because those moment are magical.

Ooh wow because those memories are eternal.


Beauty

Souls beauty 

Matters the most

Reflects our personality everywhere

Think

Elfchen Poetry

- ©Aishwarya Tripathi


Wonderful School days 

I spent my beautiful 15 years there,

I was a child then teenager then a mature girl till then teachers holded us together,

They were the real guide in all phases of mine,

The different periods we had in school are designed amazingly with time,

Not just the technicalities but also the co-curricular activities motivated us,

Maybe, we all did fun with friends, didn't us?

The picnics which we had every year used to take us to another level,

The competition with other schools made us confident with several,

Overall personality got developed but reflects through face,

Each thing is so emotionally attached to this stage,

The last day at school was the most amazing day,

Every teacher, principal and friends wrote something on my shirt which they always wanted to say, 

I just can't thank everyone who helped me be this much I am today,

I am in tears while writing on this but yet happily inside by remembering those day,

I can't get back their yet holding memories moved on in life!!

- ©Rajvi Shah


क्या कहा ? इश्क़ हो गया है मुझसे ?

अच्छी बात है ! मुझे भी हुआ था किसी से ,


लेकिन सुनो ! मुझे पसंद नही जी हजूरी ,

इसे चाहे मेरा घमंड समझो या फिर समझो मेरी मजबूरी ,


घुमा फिरा के बातें करके मुझे बाते मनवाना आता नहीं ,

और अपने मन की बात में जल्दी से किसी को बताता नहीं ,


फिजूल की बातें नहीं बस तर्क के आधार पर बात करूंगा , 

बोल के कम ! 

लेकिन लिख के शायरियां में साँझे अपने जज़्बात करूंगा ।


मेरी इन आदतों के साथ मुझे अपनाने का हौंसला है तो 

बेशक मुझसे मोहब्बत करना ,

हां , अगर नहीं अपना सकते तो कोई बात नही

कोई मिले मुझे अपनाने वाला इन आदतों के साथ

खुदा के आगे यह इबादत करना ।

दिल शायर ✍️🔥


I WILL CONTINUE


Yes , I will continue,

Whether you like or not,

It's completely up to you.


I won't force anyone ,

I won't stop anyone,

I won't say to listen.


But definitely one day,

You will realize, 

How I was proved wrong ,

And the society had doubted me always.


Still I will continue,

Higher degrees I shall pursue,

I shall lift up my skills,

One day I shall definitely reach to the glamour of reels.

- PAYAL CHOWDHURY


DESIRE

The subtle mornings paint my eyes,

I desire to wake up as a butterfly,

Winged and petaled in a warm cocoon,

Without witnessing any cruel balloon.


I desire to be a mermaid harnessed,

Who can capture surreal gems and pearls,

Without getting trapped in a net murky,

Unleashing the powers of the ocean world.


Camouflaged in a shade of greenery,

I desire to be a tree within the scenery,

To give shade to blooming dandelions,

And wake up to oxygenate with violins.


I desire to be a good human in the crowd,

Who can help and devote his life humbly,

To let the fallen leaf stand up again,

And gather courage to inspire this world.

- ©Angarika


Scripture Cadaver

My unwritten emotions,

My nonexisting Manuscript.


The words i used to scribe ,

Had never been actually penned.


The tears behind the storm 

The Pen behind the screams.


The uncertain exploration of extinction,

The never-ending pain.


The Author have had enough,

The dreams of her unwritten chronicle, 

Shattered in parallel universe, 

Incarnated in inferno


Laid lifeless in sobbing corpse , 

In agonized predicament.

- Sirsha.


अन्याय की गुंज

आ भगवान तू भी धरती पर देख इस कलियुग की गाथा

जनम दिया जीस माँ बाप ने उसको ही है बदनाम किया

अपने स्वार्थ के लिये बस यहापर दुसरो को दुःख दे दिया

नीचे इतने गिरते चले गये की अंतरात्मा को भी भुला दिया

झूठ,पाप और छल का यहापर चल रहा है जो खेल सारा

ना जाने कब मिटेगा ये आज जो कल का बनेगा सहारा

छोटी फुलती हुई कलियो को भी ना इन्होने है यहा छोडा

जान लेकरं मासुम की इस धरती को भी पापो से बढाया

हवस के जो हो गये पुजारी नारी को जो सताते जा रहे है

अंजाम की भी ना पर्वा रही इनको जो कर्म को बढा रहे है

प्यार मोहब्बतके नामपर जो सबको बेहलाकर फसा रहे है

क्या होगा परिणाम इन बातो का इस कहाणी से दूर जा रहे|

- Ganesh Patil


NIGHT TIME FESTIVALS

Being a christian,though,we not have an abundance of festivals,

We have yearly few and that too can be enjoyed at the time of night,

From Christmas to Easter, celebration mood begins from the evening,

Roads will get silent,

churches will be filled with much excitement,

Along with the stars,dresses we wear starts to glitter,

At twelve, hands starts to make the clap like the sound of thunder,

Lips starts to cheer,

Wishing text will surround the entire world,

Sky scrapers hides the moon,

Enjoyment reach to the peak of Everest,

Though the next day the enjoyment continues,

The beginning of the enjoyment starts at night,

It's always a special night,

The memories of that night will be with us,

In all the upcoming nights.

- J.Martina


TRAVELLING WITH THE MEMORIES

When time takes it's turn,

Love comes to it's point,

Days changed to week and weeks to months,

But memories are still like a stagnant water,

It travelling in the past and ruining the present,

Making me to feel my beloved was absent,

Though it's impossible to express my feelings,

At times,soliloquy becomes my pain killer,

What to do, I know nothing can win the destiny of time,

So, I am moving along with it by carrying a slight smile,

But holding my past with the memories of vast,

I am traveling, traveling, traveling...

-by J.Martina


मिले ना मिले,

अश्कों को सैलाब समन्दर में समा जाने दो,

क्या पता कल फिर हम मिले ना मिले,

वक्त को ज़रा इस पल में ठहर जाने दो,

फिर ये लम्हा मिले ना मिले।।


चंद अल्फाजों को इन पंक्तियों में विराम लेे लेने दो,

दास्तां नई शुरू हो जाएगी,पुराने तस्वीरों को ज़रा समेट लेने दो,

टूटे काच सी उम्मीदों कोफर्श से उठा लेने दो,

निहारा है बड़े गौर से,ज़मीं ने आसमां को,

आंखो में उसे उतार लेने दो।।


रूबरू ना हो जाए कहीं अपने आइने से हम,

हकीकत का समा हमें पुकार लेने दो,

पलके ना जाने कब ला देगी कयामत,

मुस्कुराहट को कुछ देर के लिए बुला लेने दो।।


INTERNATIONAL MUSIC DAY

Soothing the ache of sad souls,

Turning that into grin on faces.

From every word of libretto,

Doing a perfect relation with person's feelings

The cadence when played on apparatus,

Giving a gesture of happiness and peace.

Like cadence and chorus,

Making our heart dance with full of emotions.

Being a life for millions,

Like oxygen for body.

Let's celebrate this day,

With full of happiness and open heart.

- ©rakshitabatra


BROKEN (LOST LOVE)

The days were unending as were the nights,

There seemed no hope in sight. 

Being at my wit's end, 

Left with no moments to mend. 


The gushing blood bleeds in the ground that groans, 

The searing Rage of my Ire wraps the gravity, 

That is the reason for this fidgety, 

Numbing the wrath of a soul that moans. 


It was the incense of Love, 

That looked like a dove.

It was a cloak of mist, 

That my soul couldn't resist. 

I devoured everything in the form of A chocolate flowed, 

But it turned out to be an improper Road!


If only love could make me a creature void of form, 

I wouldn't have shook hands with that Northeastern storm!


That bungled goodbye of yours sends shivers down my spine, 

Leaving me in the throes of suffering that pines. 

A love as scrumptious as a plum,

Is now bereft and glum!

- Lavanya


पिंजरा

पिंजरे में कैद मैं, सुबह शाम ही मुस्कुराना,

काली रात में कैद उजाले की आश में रोना,

कितने पिंजरे, कितने लोग, कितने ख्वाब है,

कब खुलेगा पिंजरा, कब होगा मेरा जाना?


जितने पिंजरे आते जा रहे हैं,

कैदी उतने बढ़ते जा रहे हैं,

आज़ादी की कोई बात नहीं,

यहां तो खुद ही कैद होते जा रहें हैं!


कैद तो किया, मगर कैद करके भूल जाते हैं!

कैसे मालिक है, जो कैद पंछी को ही सताते हैं,

एक पंछी कैदकर, और नया ढूंढना शुरू हो गए,

इतने कैदी पंछी और ऐसे पिंजरे कहां आते हैं?


दोस्ती का पिंजरा है, पंछी से दोस्त, जिंदगी जाली!

एक दिन पंछी आजाद होगा, होगा पिंजरा खाली,

वक्त रहते वापस आ जाओ तो शायद मिल जाएं,

नहीं तो खाली पिंजरे की ही करोगे सब रखवाली!

- Akash Chaurasiya


Some parents say:

"You better study, you cannot do your talents! It will spoil your career. We never allow awards for your talents, because they are a waste to your life."

My question:

If only we are born to study, then what is the meaning of human life? There are famous people who didn't study, are they dumb fools or what? There are even my classmates who score good marks, as well as they are so good at their talents. Can't they be an inspiration?

and this was the question which left strict parents with closed mouths, without having a word to say anything.

- Abhiram B.


Life without Mom

The positiveness won't be there in us,

The learnings we crave for won't be taught to us,

We would consider her best friend but that would also miss,

We won't be thankful to things she did and giving us birth would miss!


We would miss the food she made,

We would miss the scoldings she did,

If she isn't there life is all hell and messed up,

As if flower(me) have been died without sunlight(mom) in deap!


She is a ray of hope who makes us shine from darkness,

She is a gem nobody can ever forget in life but will remember always,

Her caring personality, unlimited love is just wonderful that we miss today,

She's not there the tears comes out everytime yet we hold on each day!


She's just like a God sent to earth for us,

Yet she's not there but herr memories are there is us!

- ©Rajvi Shah


MY THOUGHTS REDIRECTED ME TO MY LOVE

In the waves of those howling sounds of my heart.

My thoughts were caught.

My emotions woke up and was shouting for the bed coffee.

I was somewhere in the corner of the room reading the poems of love.


Suddenly caught sight of those prevailing sounds,

And ran into my heart with some plasters,

To close the heart's heart,

Which was making those sounds and made my thoughts caught.


My thoughts redirected to the very corner of my body,

To my toes hitting those little hairs which were silky,

And pushed them to my Love's home like the ball in the golf.

Then I lost my way.As soon as my love kissed me finally I found myself.

- Kolli Sai Charan Reddy


सुबह की पहली किरण 

जब होती है उदय 

विदयांचल पर्वत के किसी शिखर से 

प्रतीत होती है स्वर्णिम सी

जिसकी गवाह बनती हैं

ये दस दिशाएं ,

जो प्रभावित होती हैं 

सभी सोलह कलाओं सी 

करते हुए पूर्ण खुद को

त्रि गुणों से 

समाहित होती हैं अनंत में

अनन्त काल की ओर 

ठीक वैसे ही जैसे

कोई बीज प्रस्फुटित हुआ हो

अभी धरती के गर्भ से 

जो जीवित रहेगा

एक विशिष्ट काल तक

और छोड़ जाएगा एक सफर

किसी शून्य से फैलाव कर 

अनन्त में विलीन होने का

इन सब में निमित्त बनती है

एक स्त्री 

जो उतनी ही सच है 

जितना सूर्य का शौर्य 

और जब उदित होता है 

ऐसा शौर्य कहीं भी 

तो करती है प्रकृति 

शंखनाद 


हर छोटी बड़ी वजह में खुश रहना 

सीख लिया है हमने , 

तुम्हे नहीं आना वापिस ?

ठीक है ! मत आओ !

अब तुमरे बिन रहना भी 

सीख लिया है हमने ।।

दिल शायर 


I WRITE

I write from my soul,

I write from my heart,

I write for my readers,

I write for all.


My words are endless,

But I am helpless,

My words are limitless,

to touch success.


My success isn't earning name and fame,

It's all about strengthening a lame,

If my words touch someone's heart 

and bring a positive change,

That day shall be fulfilled my aim.

- PAYAL CHOWDHURY


Ek pal me har pal badal jaye toh kya kre......,

Humara kal hamara kal na reh jaye toh kya kare........,

- Ankita dwivedi


Love

Inexpressible feeling

Hard to understand

Astonishing apprehension for everyone

Feel

(Elfchen Poetry) 

©Aishwarya Tripathi


तुम हो,

मेरा गुरूर तुम हो, मेरा सुरूर तुम हो,

राहत जो हर मौसम में दे जाए,वो हुज़ूर तुम हो,


मेरी चाहत का इकलौता जुनून तुम हो,

इबादत ओ के असमतो में,मेरा कुबूल  तुम हो,


मेरी इरादो के जहमत ओ, रूसुल तुम हो,

हर दर्पण की तस्वीर का हुजूम तुम हो,


मुकद्दर के ताबीजो में,तबस्सुम तुम हो,

कहकशा कर रही कलियां तरेन्नुम  तुम हो,


मेरे अश्कों के आबरू कासुकुन तुम हो,

मेरी दर्द के राजदा का फितूर तुम हो,


मेरे गलतियों में सारे कुसूर तुम हो,

मेरे ज़रूरत के हर दवा ।डी,ज़रूर तुम हो।।।


ऐसा न था।

जाने   कितनी   दफ़ा   चुभा  कांटा   पांव   में,

दिल को  उसका  दर्द  कभी खटकता  न  था ।।

आज   पहली   दफ़ा  चुभा  बेवफ़ा  नजरों  में,

दहक  उठा  वो दर्द जो  कभी दहकता  न था ।।


मैं   ऐसा भौरा   था   मुर्शद   जो लालच  में  भी,

कली   दर     कली   कभी  भटकता   न    था ।।

उस  फ़ूल   को  खोकर  रक़ीब  ईर्ष्या  क्यों  करु,

जिसकी खुशबू में मोहब्बत कभी महकता न था।


आलसी    मत   कहो    मुझे  बिखरा    देखकर,

परिन्दों   के   भाँति   मैं  कभी चहकता   न  था।।

सागर    में   उठने    वाले    लहरों  की     तरह ,

क्रोध  में  अंधा   होकर   कभी बहकता   न  था।।


कोशिश थी नदियों की साग़र को मीठा करने की,

मीठा  जल  खारे जल में  कभी निखरता  न था।।

कोशिश थी बेवफ़ा को बुरी संगत से दूर करने की,

साँप  का विष अमृत बन  कभी छलकता  न था।।


रुपयों   के  घमंड   में  चीख़ उठा  वो  एक  रोज,

सिक्कों  के  भाँती  जो कभी खनखता   न था ।।

बुरे वक्त  में गरज  उठा वो मुश्किलों  का बादल,

बरसात  के मौसम में जो  कभी बरसता  न था।।

- Rohit Tripathi 


कम्बख्त मोहब्बत

उर्फ ये कम्बखत महोब्बत जान लेके मानेगी...., 


 दिल लगी की आग कुछ कर के ठानेगी ....,


दिल करे सीने से लगा लू उसे ....,

अपने पास कही छुपा लू उसे.....,


कमबख्त ये मोहब्बत जान ले रही हैं.....,

 दिल में कई ये अरमान दे रही हैं...,


दिल करता हैं तुझे दिल भर के देखूं ......,

दिल भरता नही तुझे कितना भी देखु...........,×2  


 दिन रात अंकिता  तुझे निहारु मैं.......,

उस नुजम की तरह तुझे सवारु मैं........,×2


तेरी मुस्कान को मैं तुझसे जुदा होने ना दू...,

   कभी तेरी इस झील सी आँखो को रोने ना दून...,

कभी कम्बख्त मै तुझे खुद से दूर होने ना दून..,

उर्फ़ ये कमबख्त मोहब्बत जान लेके मानेगी...,

- अंकिता द्विवेदि



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आज जमाना है सोशियल मिडिया का,

बस ये तो सरताज है अब सारी दुनिया का;


फायदा भी है तो नुकसान भी है इसका,

अपना अपना नजरिया होता है सबका;


महामारी में भी जिसने काम किया सबका,

क्या कहूँ कि क्या फायदा है इसका;


ऑनलाइन पढाई का ये साधन है,

बच्चो के लिये तो ये ही जीवन है;


गूगल मेप पर ढूंढ पाते सारे रास्ते,

इसके सिवाय अब किसीसे ना पूछते ;


दुर बेठे अपनो से बात कर पाते,

जिनके दुर जाने से रात भर थे रोते;


सेल्फ़ी लेकर पोस्ट की जिस पर,

ढेर सारे फिर लाइक मिले इस पर;


जिस पर हम ऑनलाइन शॉपिंग कर पाते,

बाहर ना जाकर अपना समय बचा पाते;


अब ना रही बिल भरने की कोई टेंशन, 

ऑनलाइन ही हो जाता सब ट्रांज़िक्सन;


पढाई बन गई थी जो कठिन,

विडियों से नामुमकिन बना मुमकिन;


जूम पर हम मीटिंग कर पाते,

सारे सपने पूरे हो जाते;


जहाँ वेबसिरिज से मिलता भरपुर मनोरंजन,

और यूटयूब पर देख देख बनाते नये व्यंजन;


जिस पर कर पाते सब अपना व्यापार,

जहाँ मिलता गैरो का भी साथ बेसुमार ;


इससे कर सकते हे हम प्रमोशन,

सबको कर सकते है मेंशन;


जो तन्हाई हमे अंधरे मे धकेले,

इससे अब हम ना रहे अकेले;


हमारा बहोत लेता है ये टाईम ,

घर घर पर आ गया ऐमेज़ॉन प्राइम ;


इसका उपयोग करने के होते है कुछ कायदे,

निभाया इस कायदे को तभी मिलेंगे इसके फायदे;

- Nimisha patel


प्यार को खेल समझकर 

तुमने खेला एक खेल

तुमसे प्यार करता हूँ

प्यार करने में कभी न होऊंगा फेल।


अहसास ये जगाने में

सारे शस्त्र तुमने चला दिए

मासूम से दिल में

दबे अरमान जगा दिए


चाहतें जब उफान मारने लगी

तब अचानक तुम कहाँ छुप गए

बादलों में घिरे चांद से

लुका छिपी करने लगे


कभी आ जाना सामने

कभी अनजान बन जाना

काम का बहाना बना

बहुत दूर चले जाना


तन से दूर पर मन के 

और करीब आ जाना

कैसा है तुम्हारा ये 

लुकाछुपी का बहाना।।

- आशा झा सखी


❤️ PAIN OF AN AMORIST❤️

Hold my hand darling ,

For you know I will never let you go;

I might not be your one and only,

But know that you would allest 

"Live in the lines of my Poem"!


Most of the days,

I am the museum of things I wanna forget ,

But you know,

That Reality is butchery at times, 

That it slays me everytime I dream.

I know I am not used to being loved, 

Hence I decide to just imagine, 

For I know I am the Queen of my imagination!

I love you ,

I love you, 

But ...Let it remain a palace of illusion,

For i have  been broken so many times.

Sometimes it's not the butterflies that 

Tell me that I am In love ,

But it's only the pain!

Let us be the Eros and Hathor, 

Allest in the pristine palace of my imagination. 

In the dulcet tunes of my  ballad,

Be my Apollo ;

And when the wind chimes break into reality,

I would turn into the Solitary Reaper!

I will not lament, 

Instead I will accept this as a gift from 'Bragi '.


See I know, 

Reality is always blue, 

That's why I decorate the pain in metaphors;

I have been hurt so many times, 

Hence I swim in the stars,

To tell you that no matter how far we are, 

We can always share the moon and stars!

For Poetry is the golden notebook 

Where I store the crimson red fluid, 

Unwilling to show the world.

Let Reality be discordant, 

Let you remain in the  cadence of my sonnets,

And I ,

 I will always,

Walk in the Mangata of the road I build 

To dream about the love ,

Which will only remain in the lines of my poem. 

Yet I will just dream, 

For I know It wouldn't break me!

- Lavanya


MINGLING WORDS AND NATURE

Best creation of god,

Bestowed with panaromic winsomeness.

Soothing our wistful souls,

Contingent upon peace and equanimity.

With flow of innumerable shibboleth(words),

With euphonious voice like nightingale.

Blending of shibboleth and nature's beauty,

Made every bit of life dazzling.

Oh nature!Oh nature!

Let us enjoy hammrock swing.

- ©rakshitabatra


In real life:

Intially,

Friends: Let's be ready, we're a squad! Let us fight until our last breath! This will be tough eventually, but when we stand, we win! Are you ready?

Me: Yes! I am ready! Let's go!

after some days, when the battle was on

Friends: We know we could help you, but sorry. We are having different problems. Therefore, we can't help you.

Me: But, you all promised me, right?

Friends: That was a promise, but we can't help you. We have different problems, can't you hear us?

Me: Okay. Thank you for your promise.

and I was a broken-hearted fool, listening to all false promises made by my false friends. I can avoid them, but anyways, the damage is done.

- Abhiram B.


मैं प्यार हूँ

दिल फेक आशिकों का ज़माना है,

और अब मैं बन चुका एक धंधा हूँ

देखता तो सब कुछ हूँ, चाहता हूं बोलना!

मगर ज़माने के नज़र में मैं अंधा हूँ


मैं तो हमेशा ही पूरा होना चाहता हूँ

मगर कभी भी पूरा मैं ना हो पाता हूँ

ना कमी मेरी है, ना किसी चाहने वाले की,

लिखता तो खुदा ही है कि मैं ही सताता हूँ


क्या कहूं मैं! जब लोग मुझे ही प्यार कहते हैं,

जब कुछ हो जाए, हमसे ही नफरत करते हैं,

मैं तो अंधा हूँ ना, सिर्फ शिकायतें सुनता हूँ

किसी का प्यार, किसी की नफ़रत सहते हैं!


मैं प्यार हूं, किसी की जिंदगी संवारता हूँ,

चाहता तो नहीं हूं, फिर भी नकारता हूँ,

जब कोई भरोसा करे, कोई उसका दिल तोड़े,

नई कहानी लाकर किसी का गम बहारता हूँ!


गुजारिश एक ही है सबसे मेरा, अरदास है!

प्यार कहीं कर लो, मगर माँ बाप ही खास है,

बहुत प्यार है ज़माने, मगर सबसे ज्यादा वहीं है,

सच्चा प्यार वहीं मिलेगा, जिसकी तुझे प्यास है!

_आकाश


शीर्षक : स्व अध्ययन 

लहरों में मैने राहें खोजी

मंज़िल से प्यार किया मैने

तूफानों से टक्कर लेकर

खुद को तैयार किया मैने


खारों में संभवता ढूंढी

पुष्पों को वार दिया मैने

कंटक भरी उन राहों पर

कलम प्रहार किया मैने


पल पल डूबा डूब गया

अचल किरदार किया मैने

कल कल बहती नदियां सा

मन सागर तैयार किया मैने


नीरसता की छाया देखी

हर रस तैयार किया मैने

हारों से जब हार मै जीता

खुद को ढूंढ लिया मैने

- राघव


कविता

वो पल जब लिखने बैठूँ,

स्याही कहीं काग़ज़ में खोने लगे।

जज़्बात जो दिल में थी

काग़ज़ पे उतरने लगे।


खामोशी बाहर और कोहराम 

दिल में उफनने लगे।

मानो कोई क़रीब अपना

स्याही में रंग भरने लगे।


मन की चाहत

शब्द में पिरोने लगे।

एक-एक शब्द मोती बनकर

माला बनने लगे।


कम शब्दों का एहसास जुड़

कविता बनने लगे।

दिल की गहराई में

हर तरंग उतरने लगे।


समझे तो साग़र की गहराई

नहीं तो किनारा बनने लगे।

धारा के संग-संग

मन की धारा उभरने लगे।

- ©Nilofar Farooqui Tauseef


जिसपे आप मरते हैं 

वो आपको मिल जाए , 

हमारा फूल तो तुमने तोड़ दिया ,

ख़ैर कोई बात नहीं !

दुआ करते हैं कि 

आपकी मोहब्बत का फूल खिल जाए ।।

दिल शायर ( Satish Kherwa )


A TRIP TO NORTH INDIA

A trip to North India was planned,

By our school for this year.

Advanced to my parents for the fees to be paid.

For their reply, I clinged to their door.


Jumped into the train,

With full of joy and got a window seat what I love.

Soon after my hotel check in,

Went to Akshardham temple.


The heaven on the earth,

Is how the Akshardham is.

The exhibition which I've never found on this planet earth,

Was that of Bhagwan Swaminarayan inspirational stories.


Then proceeded to Qutub Minar,Red Fort,

Rich in stone and iron in the pillar.

That is so called the iron pillar, which stood straight,

To the Qutub Minar.


To the India Gate we proceeded,

And glared at the Beautiful monument,

Our eyes got attracted to the Camel parad',

Which was going on the road of the India Gat'.


Arrived to Agra after a huge journey,

Taj Mahal was the place which took our presence.

Camera was full which captured this beauty,

Then bought the sun glasses to my innocent face.


Next day roamed us in the journey to Ranthambore,

Where we have had a warm welcome into the resort.

Then proceeded to the National Park of Ranthambore,

There was beauty all around which caught our sight.


Rolled to the Jaipur with a great hope.

Rushed into the 4-star hotel,

Which we can call it as a big palace.

We got attracted by the big swimming pool.


Jantar Mantar was mathematical,

There was nothing which I knew.

Next was the windowy Hawa Mahal.

I peeped from one of the window.


Jal Mahal and the Albert Hall Museum,

Was attractive and alluring,

My phone stucked with the objects in Museum.

The glasses which protected them were very strong.


Then came back to the Hotel,

Enjoyed the great meal by them.

After a dive in the pool,

Left to the Delhi Airport to catch the flight on tim'.

- Kolli Sai Charan Reddy


"तुमसा नहीं देखा"

देखे है लाखों हसींन यहाँ  !

पर कोई चाँद सा नहीं देखा  !!

और यूं तो घिरे है ,हम हजारों की भीड़ में  !!!

पर उन हजारों में, कोई सितारा " तुमसा नहीं देखा"  !!!!


यूं तो नज़ारे बहुत है, तकने को यहाँ  !

पर हमने, तुमसे खुबसुरत कोई नज़ारा नहीं देखा  !!

ख्वाब तो बहुत देखे मगर  !!!

कोई भी ख़्वाब " तुमसा इतना प्यारा नहीं देखा "  !!!!


सब किसी ना किसी नशे में मशगूल है यहाँ  !

पर हम पर तेरे सिवा, कोई और नशा नहीं चढ़ता  !!

और क्यों किसी और का, ऐतबार करे ये दिल  !!!

जब इस दिल ने, " तुमसा कोई मासूम नहीं देखा" !!!!


यूं तो दिखते है, कई रंग ज़माने के  यहाँ  !

पर रंग सके जो इस बंधेज को, ऐसा.... " तुझसा कोई रंगरेज़ नहीं देखा "  !!

जीती है कितनी ही बाज़ियाँ हमने  !!!

पर हरा सके जो हमका, ऐसा.... " तुमसा कोई परवेज़ नहीं देखा " !!!!

- Silky Jain 


Resisting Temptations

One last bite of the forbidden apple,

One last sip of the poisoned grail,

One last look at the ping of the phone, 

One last slurp of alcohol 


Thought it’d be enough,

To repress the need, I swore

Holding back is tough, 

Oh my heart and mind ache for more 


Why did it begin?

I knew it was tough to cease,

I want to restrain, to put an end to this,

But can I really suppress and run away from the distant call?


It grew inside me, this temptation,

For I couldn’t resist when it was needed the most,

It clung to me like an anchor, we couldn’t let go of each-other

Now it owns me inside out


Oh it’s heaven, 

Why do people call it a sin?

Even though it is wrong

It feels right


Dominates me more than my own brain,

I still can’t run away from it,

When will I stop myself?

“Never” echoes everywhere


Has pushed me down an abyss,

I struggle to come up again,

How I wish I had stopped myself then,

But the inner devil won’t permit



Now I repent it,

I will rise above my addiction again,

Can’t hold me down anymore,

Even if I will miss it


Only if someone could take my hand and

Shake me out of this nightmare,

I promise to run away,

And never look back


I see a ray of light there,

Away from this tunnel,

Let’s run away,

My future self takes my hand


I run away,

Not looking back,

Not being tempted again,

As I had promised


It’s been long enough,

I crave for it now,

It is too sweet,

Can’t let it go now


I turn again,

Towards the impatient call of this temptation,

Deep down I always knew, 

That I couldn’t run away from


One last bite of the forbidden apple,

One last sip of the poisoned grail,

One last look at the ping of the phone, 

One last slurp of alcohol,  

~Parnika


The earth cried it's last drop of agony .

The air thickened around , too condensed to breathe.

The Sun has never been so dull.

The trees had lost it's subsistence.


The girl sat near her window pane ... 

Everything seemed so out of the verisimilitude quiddity,

She sat with a sombre expression on her face .


The serenity had turned into perish,

Not an ounce of subsequent existence could be discerned.

Only tranquillity cutting through the edge of slain .

Only lamentations, only dissension amongst people, only defeat could be attained.

_Sirsha .


माँ जन्म देती है हमें,

सुंदर संसार दिखाती है हमें।

भले ही आप भुखी हो,

खाना वो खिलाती है हमें।

जब कोई मुश्किल आती है,

वो मेरा हाथ छोड़ती नहीं।

जब सब भाग जाते है,

नजरे चुराकर दौड़ती नहीं।

मैं पढ़कर कूछ बन जाऊ,

उसका एक सपना है।

मैं सबको खुश रख पाऊ,

जो भी मेरा अपना है।

मैं आज जो भी हुँ,

उसकी ही परछाई है।

जिसने खुद जलकर,

मेरी जिंदगी चमकाई है।

कभी उदास मत होना, 

माँ तुम हर पल खुश रहो।

मैं तुम्हारा बेटा हुँ,

यह सबको फक्र से कहो।

- Sarabjot Purba


Either you stay paused or walk front its upto you..

But 

Make sure you never stay paused has life will give you options for your shadow to backstab you!

@abhii_mac


A LONG-TIME IGNORED RELATION REPAIRED

There I go again.

From a thousand chats,

I replied to each and every person

Who missed me a lot,

Even for months.


But after that, one chat came into my phone, asking me:

"Why you didn't reply to me, even when I messaged you many times?"

I opened; and it was my girlfriend, who missed me for many months.

I had no words, but replied;

"I had lots of work. I haven't even messaged you for a long time. How can I see all of my chats? I even expected a call from you, but you couldn't call me..."

She became angry, and said:

"I know you don't like me. Katti. I don't want to talk with you anymore. Go away."

With a broken heart, I had no choice, but to accept her words; and I never chatted with her, until...


...a wedding function came;

And I went on with my causals,

A usual thing of me in any function.


But when I saw her;

She was adorned beautifully,

Like an angel from the heavens.


Such adorned that;

Her reflection dazzled onto me, very brightly.


But, even with all that;

I did not even budge,

And instead, focused on food;

Which was my favourite in any function.


When I sat on a table, with my friends;

I was surprised and shocked to see her approaching me,

And saying,


"Hi Abhiram. How are you?

I missed you long time ago.


I was once worse with you,

And I wanted to say sorry to you;


But conditions were not favourable for me,

And I sat all alone,

Demotivated and depressed by thinking about you all the time.


Even I know that you are a busy person,

And I feel very bad about not calling you.


Because, after all;

You are always my boyfriend..."


After saying,

She burst into tears, and hugged me tightly.

I, in a sad tone, said:

"Even I felt too bad not looking at your messages.


Had I looked them,

I could have looked onto yours.


But since we both have realized our mistakes,

It's time to embrace ourselves,

By repairing our relationship.


Our thread is not broken yet,

And I haven't thought bad about you.

So, let us bring back our golden moments, where we enjoyed a lot."

She looked at me for a while, motionless; and gave me a French kiss.

I stood motionless,

But felt relieved with positive vibes from her;

And I took her on my arms, parading the circuit ¹.


And the next year followed.

The same day and the same spot,

Where we met after a long time;

Our marriage happened.

Post-marriage, and it was a dark night, albeit the room lights were on.

My girlfriend, who now is my wife asked me;

"Abhiram bhaiya;

Can we be happy after all? If I am sad, what will you do for me?"

I replied,

"I am there for you, everytime;

Because, now I am your husband.


My role is to make the family happy ever after;

And I promise you that,

I will never make you sad.


You are a pure and a loving soul that I have met,

And I am responsible to preserve it,

No matter how things turn topsy-turvy for us."


Her face was ridden with tears,

And she kissed me.


I hope that we could live happily ever after,

Because keeping my family alive is the responsibility that I have to look after, very seriously.

the lights went off, and we slept, hoping everything turns good for the next day.

- Abhiram B.


"A golden relationship is the result of the upkeep of true love and trust, between two partners; without any fake impressions."


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