A poem on sacrifice of two lovers

मां बाप की इज्जत को बचाया होगा उसने बेटी होने का फर्ज निभाया होगा

प्रेमिका की शादी कहीं और हो जाती है तब प्रेमी कहता है...


आज दुल्हन के लाल जोङे में उसकी सहेलियों ने सजाया होगा

मेरी जान के गोरे हाथों पर सखियों ने मेहंदी को लगाया होगा

बहुत गहरा चढेगा मेहंदी का रंगा उस मेहंदी में उसने मेरा नाम छुपाया होगा 


रह रहकर रो पङेगी जब भी उसे मेरा ख्याल आया होगा

खुद को देखेगी जब आइने में तो अक्श उसको मेरा भी नजर आया होगा

लग रही होगी एक सुंदर सी बाला चांद भी उसे देखकर शर्माया होगा


आज मेरी जान ने अपने मां बाप की इज्जत को बचाया होगा उसने बेटी होने का फर्ज निभाया होगा

मजबूर होगी वो बहुत ज्यादा सोचता हुं कैसै खुद को समझाया होगा

अपने हाथों से उसने हमारे प्रेम खतों को जलाया होगा

खुद को मजबूर बनाकर उसने दिल से मेरी यादों को मिटाया होगा

भूखी होगी वो मैं जानता हुं पगली ने कुछ ना मेरे बगैर खाया होगा

कैसे संभाला होगा खुद को जब फैरों के लिए उसे बुलाया होगा


कांपता होगा जिस्म उसका जब पंडित ने हाथ उसका किसी और के हाथ में पकङाया होगा

रो रोकर बुरा हाल हो जाएगा उसका जब वक्त विदाई का आया होगा

रो पङेगी आत्मा भी दिल भी चीखा चिल्लाया होगा 

आज उसने अपने मां बाप की इज्जत के लिए उसने अपनी खुशियों का गला दबाया होगा

Song Of Love

I am the lover’s eyes, and the spirit’s wine, and the heart’s nourishment.
I am a rose.

My heart opens at dawn and the virgin kisses me and places me upon her breast.
I am the house of true fortune, and the origin of pleasure, and the beginning of peace and tranquillity.
I am the gentle smile upon his lips of beauty.
When youth overtakes me he forgets his toil,
And his whole life becomes reality of sweet dreams. 

I am the poet’s elation,
And the artist’s revelation,
And the musician’s inspiration.

I am a sacred shrine in the heart of a child, adored by a merciful mother.

I appear to a heart’s cry; I shun a demand;
My fullness pursues the heart’s desire;
It shuns the empty claim of the voice.

I appeared to Adam through Eve
And exile was his lot;
Yet I revealed myself to Solomon, and he drew wisdom from my presence.

I smiled at Helena and she destroyed Tarwada;
Yet I crowned Cleopatra and peace dominated the Valley of the Nile.

I am like the ages – building today and destroying tomorrow;
I am like a god, who creates and ruins;
I am sweeter than a violet’s sigh;
I am more violent than a raging tempest.

Gifts alone do not entice me;
Parting does not discourage me;
Poverty does not chase me;
Jealousy does not prove my awareness;
Madness does not evidence my presence.

Oh seekers, I am Truth, beseeching Truth;
And your Truth in seeking and receiving
And protecting me shall determine my behaviour. 

Loving you with all that little pieces...

It's amazing how someone can break your heart, but you still love them with all the little pieces.

She's only a friend, and nothing else--

Did you ever fall for someone you know you shouldn't?
Tried hard to fight your feelings, but you just couldn't?
You fall deeper with each passing day,
But try to hide it in every possible way.
She's only a friend, and nothing else--
That's the lie you keeping telling yourself.

You keep on saying she's just a bud,
But deep inside, you're falling in love.
You get so giddy when you meet her eyes,
But keep reminding yourself it isn't right.
A simple glance turns into a stare,
But you pretended that you don't care.
It's "not right" for you two to be.
Is that why you hide it so no one can see?
But how long will you pretend?
Keep lying that she's just a friend?
Perhaps your feelings you can never show.
Perhaps it's "wrong" for her to know.
Your friendship can't be risked over this,
So being her's is an impossible wish now...

She's only a friend, and nothing else--
Be happy dear will always love you ... 

Story of 2 Best friends.....

10th grade 

As I sat there in English class, I stared at the girl next to me. She was my so called "best friend". I stared at her long, silky hair, and wished she was mine. But she didn't notice me like that, and I knew it. After class, she walked up to me and asked me for the notes she had missed the day before and handed them to her. She said "thanks" and gave me a kiss on the cheek. I wanted to tell her, I want her to know that I don't want to be just friends, I love her but I'm just too shy, and I don't know why.

11th grade 
The phone rang. On the other end, it was her. She was in tears, mumbling on and on about how her love had broke her heart. She asked me to come over because she didn't want to be alone, so I did. As I sat next to her on the sofa, I stared at her soft eyes, wishing she was mine. After 2 hours, one Drew Barrymore movie, and three bags of chips, she decided to go to sleep. She looked at me, said "thanks" and gave me a kiss on the cheek. I want to tell her, I want her to know that I don't want to be just friends, I love her but I'm just too shy, and I don't know why. 

Senior year 
The day before prom she walked to my locker. My date is sick" she said; he's not going to go well, I didn't have a date, and in 7th grade, we made a promise that if neither of us had dates, we would go together just as "best friends". So we did. Prom night, after everything was over, I was standing at her front door step. I stared at her as she smiled at me and stared at me with her crystal eyes. I want her to be mine, but she isn't think of me like that, and I know it. Then she said "I had the best time, thanks!" and gave me a kiss on the cheek. I want to tell her, I want her to know that I don't want to be just friends, I love her but I'm just too shy, and I don't know why. 

Graduation Day 
A day passed, then a week, then a month. Before I could blink, it was graduation day. I watched as her perfect body floated like an angel up on stage to get her diploma. I wanted her to be mine, but she didn't notice me like that, and I knew it. Before everyone went home, she came to me in her smock and hat, and cried as I hugged her. Then she lifted her head from my shoulder and said, "you're my best friend, thanks" and gave me a kiss on the cheek. I want to tell her, I want her to know that I don't want to be just friends, I love her but I'm just too shy, and I don't know why.

A Few Years Later 
Now I sit in the pews of the church. That girl is getting married now. I watched her say "I do" and drive off to her new life, married to another man. I wanted her to be mine, but she didn't see me like that, and I knew it. But before she drove away, she came to me and said "you came!". She said "thanks" and kissed me on the cheek. I want to tell her, I want her to know that I don't want to be just friends, I love her but I'm just too shy, and I don't know why.

Funeral
Years passed, I looked down at the coffin of a girl who used to be my "best friend". At the service, they read a diary entry she had wrote in her high school years. This is what it read: I stare at him wishing he was mine, but he doesn't notice me like that, and I know it. I want to tell him, I want him to know that I don't want to be just friends, I love him but I'm just too shy, and I don't know why. I wish he would tell me he loved me! `I wish I did too...` I thought to my self, and I cried.

Every eye has a story to tell

                                                                                            Sometimes you don't say a word,but your eye's tell a story 

Someday...Someone will just wait for it...

Some day someone is going to look at you with a light in their eyes you have never seen before,they will look at you like you're everything they have been looking for their entire life. 

Ought to be passed..

Sometimes when you sacrifice something precious, you're not really losing it. You're just passing it on to someone else.

The confession of a girl

Everything is gone except traces of you inside me - and the years like the wind are sweeping those away ,it's not about the stories - it's the pain and the joy and the people who stay with you long after the stories are told...

Loneliness of memory

The worst part of holding the memories is not the pain. It's the loneliness of it. Memories need to be shared.

Memories

                                                                      Memories warm you up from the inside. But they also tear you apart.