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<h1 style="text-align:center;">Poetry</h1>
<aside>“It is love; love, the comfort of the human species, the preserver
of the universe, the soul of all sentient beings, love, tender love.”<br>―
Voltaire</aside>
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साहिब,
क्या तुमने खुद को देख?
क्या तुमने मुझको देखा?
अगर नहीं,
तो क्या देखा?
तो क्या जाना?
अब तू देखा भी अनदेखा ही समझ ।
अब तू जाना भी अनजान ही जान ।
ये दुनिया सात रंगों की चित्रकारी
क्या तुमने चित्रों के नुभव में,
ज्ञान को देखा?
यदि नहीं तो क्या देखा?
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गर्दिश-ए-बवंडर तो कई आएंगे ।
जलजले तो कई आएंगे ज़नाब ।
पर
उस रब की रेशमी डोर पकड़
साफ बच निकल जाना तुम ।
कई ऐसे हैं जिन्होंने
कभी भी अंतर मैन की नहीं सुनी
वे अनसुने हैं ज़नाब ।
अनसुनों की ना सुन ,
मंजिल-ए-दीदार के लिए तड़प ।
कई मस्ताने परवाने कह गए सत का फे र
अनसुने तब भी थे , अनसुने आज भी हैं
सच तब भी दफ़न था, सच आज भी दफ़न है ।
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ज़नाब,
खोया है हमने इतना
यहाँ आने से पहले ।
अब,
अगर पाने निकल पड़े
तो ये जहां भी कम पड़ जायेगा ।
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ज़नाब,
नींद नही आती, चैन नही पड़ता ।
ना जाने क्या ढूंढ रहा हूँ, अर्सों से ,
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वो दिखता कै सा था?????
अब तो ये भी जान नही पड़ता ।
है यकीन की,
पाएंगे उसको ज़रूर एक दिन ,
उसकी खुशबू अक्सर आती है मुझको ।
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ज़नाब
शरीर से वास्ता एक तरफ ,
हमारी दिल्लगी रूहानी होती है ।
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ओ नदिया, कहाँ है रे तू ।
ओ नदिया, मेरी सदियों की प्यास बुझा जा ।
ओ नदिया, मुझे अपनी नज़र से मदहोश कर दे ।
ओ नदिया, मेरे बंजर सपनों के शहर में रोशनी भर दे ।
ओ नदिया, मुझे अज्ञानता के श्राप से रिहा कर दे ।
ओ नदिया, मेरी आत्मा का पर्वत तेरे बिन अधूरा है ।
ओ नदिया, मेरे अनुभवों की वादी तेरे बिन सूख रही है ।
ओ नदिया, मेरे विचारों के तूफान को ज़रा मंद कर दे ।
अरे ओ नदिया, ये सुनसान वन तुझे बुला रहे हैं ।
ओ मेरी प्रेम की नदिया, तुम कहाँ हो ।
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<hr><h2>"The River"</h2>
<pre><h3>The river flows carrying both the debris and the gold
And it never allows anyone of these to come up on the surface
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I remembered
The day when I met you
felt the shining warm light
as grief went by.
It was night of
May twenty nine
I faintly recall
you held me in your arms
As my soul went by
As my soul went by
Meanwhile,
Destiny watched
at a distance
reminiscing about
the tragedy of my life
I could hear
the subtle crackling
of fire in dead silence
Staring to see
your glimpse
in the unknown
While I soundly
slept to your thoughts.
Unaware,
whole world came to see
Like two stars in night sky
Being so close
yet too far
They became one
with existence.
As I woke up
I revered those fading memories
While,
reels of black and white
came in hindsight
Reminded me of the perished
To let go of the Lost.
I went further on
To write the unheard Tale
The unheard tale of Devotion, Deception,
Detachment,Departed
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"Addiction is Pain
Pain is Addictive"
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<hr><h2>"Creation"</h2>
<aside>March 7, 2020</aside>
<pre><h3>Suddenly I see some green grasslands
dark woods, seashore and night sky
<hr><h2>"The Trail"</h2>
<aside>March 21, 2020</aside>
<h3><pre>Trail of tears lead me to you
Trail of blood is all I see now
Broken by despair
Harsh and hasrh it got
Hope was all i wanted
Curse was all I got
I do want to follow
Dont know If I can
What good will it ever do to you?
Seeing me as a dark past again and again</pre></h3><hr>
<hr><h3><pre>"Let me be a lie
while you wait for Truth"</pre></h3><hr>
<hr><h3><pre>Way of Life,
A rhythm of bravado and cowardice
Symphony of pain and pleasure
Memento of love and hate</pre></h3><hr>
<hr><h3><pre>What is void?
<hr><h3><pre>I am,
of "Love"</pre></h3><hr>
<hr><h3><pre>"If you get the hold of power<br> people will listen to you
they respect you<br> otherwise<br>They ridicule you even for the slightest of
mistakes"</pre></h3><hr>
<hr><h2>"Random Thoughts"</h2>
<h3><pre>What will you do without me?
what are you going to accomplish without me
I tore this soul for you
But you don't seem to care.
Be an observer
As you cannot save all that is sin
You cannot stare death away
Let the reality take hold of itself
View the mask of virtuality crumble
before the face of reality.
<hr><h2>"Night Befell"</h2>
<h3><pre>Night befell while the snow falls
White shimmers like metal in the dark night sky
I could barely walk in the spine chilling cold.
<hr><h2>"Warrior of Life"</h2>
<h3><pre>When the boat was sinking
And the light was fading
It was dark and gloomy
Hard and thorny.
Darkness befell
To the end of Hell
Hope was nowhere to be seen.
Words were nowhere to suffice the agony as it creeps
<hr><h2>"Trail of Blood"</h2>
<h3><pre>Defeat and Pain my two companions
Defat to the bone
Pain so sharp
Hurt to the core
Hell so dark.
<hr><h2>"Doomed"</h2>
<h3><pre>Listen to the cries from that far
<hr><h2>"Stories"</h2>
<h3><pre>Stories to be told
Promises to be kept
Roads to be taken
Secrets to be uncovered
Belief to be strengthened
<hr><h2>"Burn in Hell"</h2>
<h3><pre>It is ehrn you are at your lowest,
you realize how deep you have fallen
suddenly you look up to seek help.
<hr><h2>"Diamonds"</h2>
<h3><pre>Tears turned to priceless gems over thousands of years
Timeless heat, pressure, agony, deceit and loneliness
When the winds will carry the ashes of mankind to its doom
<hr><address>All of these words are grace from the Higher and Divine.<br>I
could never write these poems, I am an idiot. I simply don't know anything. I am a
tiny droplet of this vast ocean which is the world.</address>
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