This is a short poem by me on the current situations which are erupting at regular intervals across borders. All of it makes me think if the absence of peace is a result of us disposing off the language of love and compassion or is it vice versa? Have tried to put down my thoughts in this mini poem, its not perfect but...
He was standing there with all his soul, No one could deny he had lost control, She was staring at him from behind the closed doors, She was scared as hell & angry for sure, He was begging for forgiveness and much more, But this had happened too often for her to ignore, She had bruises all over her body which proved the...
सपनो की गल्लियो में कुछ ढूँडता सा फिरू दिल ये तो बता में कब तक उठु और गिरु, ज़िंदगी की परछाईयो में कुछ उदास सा फिरू दिल ये तो बता में कब तक इस खेल में हारू और हारता रहू, चेहरो में सबके कुछ पढ़ता सा फिरू दिल ये तो बता में कब तक यूँ मायूसीओं से लडू, ये तो बता में कब तक यूँ...