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Friday, May 18, 2012

सफ़र...

                                        


                                                 
हर  एक  कहानी  का  आखरी  लम्हा ,
सुना  हें, खुशनुमा  होता  है !
फिर  गमगीन  क्यूँ  है  दास्ताँ  मेरी  अभी  तक,
हर  लम्हा  क्यूँ  एक  पत्थर  सा  लगता  है! .
चला  था  जहाँ  से,
फिर  रुक  गया  हूँ  वहीँ  पर,
अब  ना तो...  कदम  साथ  देते  है
और  ना  ही  दिल  के  जज़्बात,
रोना  आता  है  खुद  पर ,
जब  देखता  हूँ ,
अपने  ये  हालात !
बढ़ते  हुए  कदम,
आज  भी  लड़खड़ाते  है  मेरे,
जब  भी  वो  बिताये  लम्हे  उसके  साथ
सामने  आते  है  मेरे .
आखिर  कब  तक  चलेगा 
ये  सफ़र  आँधियों  का
और कब   सिलसिला  बारिश  का  शुरू   होगा 
देखना  चाहता  हूँ  वो  इन्द्रधनुष 
क्या  मुझे  नसीब  होगा ….
       ~मिथिलेश~

Tuesday, May 1, 2012

Its My Birthday...



Cool  breeze blowing…
Everyday,
Like wind is celebrating
Its birthday.
She invited all, except the dust,
Because she didn’t  want, anyone to disturb
Sky, Moon, Star, Rain,
everyone was there.
Just to capture the moment,
lightening – A professional photographer was also there.
As the wind-blow the candle off
All clapped and sang B’day song.
Lightening was clicking…
this glorious moment,
though the moon was shinning less than half,
he preferred smiling rather than laugh.
Here on earth,
Sensual dance of trees with breeze,
Were stirring honey in my soul,
Standing on my roof top,
I was witnessing this metaphor…

          ~Mithlash~

Friday, April 27, 2012

A Mask...






     

Wearing mask everyday,

it not excites me anymore,

Tired of being cruel,

I made my soul impure.

Purity was flowing… 

Like a river inside my soul,

I made this river dirty,

Coz , somewhere I was insecure.

Now...I want to make it clean,
and pure.

But how?

Who will help me?

I think…no one except my  wounded soul,

I still have heart who can feel,

but before that  

let ‘s  get  it healed…
       ~Mithlash~

Wednesday, April 11, 2012

I love You..


                                               
I think...

something happened,

there in the sky.

Wind got angry and warm,

and broke all her norms,

converted  herself- a big thunderstrom,

It was roaring like, lion in the forest.

Sun was wise,

He kept himself aside.

It was dark all around,

Thunderstorm and lightning...

It was nothing but frightening!

Just to ease;  thunderstorm pain,

And to persuade her, God sent her best friend-  beautiful rain!

Rain persuaded her long,

And said, you kindly stop

And let me sing a song.


It was my mistake,

And I was entirely wrong.

Its Ok, you didn't like my view,

But the fact is that,

I Love You...

                ~M.J

P.S.: Since yesterday evening the Delhi weather is so cool and  pleasing..I am loving it:)



Friday, April 6, 2012

Forgive..



                                         
                                              
You make me  fool once,

I  forgive you twice.

If you’ll do it again,

You’ll  hear,

Forgiveness from my voice,

Am I really a stupid?

Why am I doing this?

By doing this...

They all are helping me,

to clean my soul,

In reverse they are corrupting their own.

I want to remain like this,

forever in my life.

Time will tell them,

Who is actually fool,

And who is wise..

     ~M.J~

Monday, March 19, 2012

Missing You...




                                          I Thought,

                                          I’ll  never think about you,

                                          I’ll  start and commence something
                                         new.

                                          I never imprisoned,

                                          and gave entire freedom- to my thought,

                                          They went here,

                                          They went there,

                                         They roamed all around the world.

                                         They got relaxed,

                                        when they  touched  your soul.

                                        Should I blame my heart for this?

                                        Or should I put blame on you?

                                        Culprit can be anyone,

                                        The fact is that,

                                        I am missing you..

                                                 ~M.J

Friday, March 16, 2012

My Hope..



                                        
I don’t  care,

perception of other,

leave me alone

and let me suffer.

Seed of my creativity,

waiting for rain

till then...

let me have pain.

I will paint my life,

using the color of rainbow,

Till then...

let it be Black & White.

I am not in haste

will not compromise

till I get,

The treasure of my life.

Death may come,

and kiss me anytime

so what,  if God wants so

I won’t mind…

                ~M.J
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