He was alone, lonely
in middle of crowd.
It was because his lack of
willingness to get associated.
His life was hell, suffocating
in an uncovered paradise.
It was because of his lack of
sense to enjoy.
He was slave, hostage
of his unrestricted freedom.
It was because of his lack of
adequacy to handle liberty.
He messed up his life.
Life was much scarier than death.
But, He didn't commit suicide
when things went wrong.
He didn't turn to drugs
when he was depressed.
One day poetry flowed
through his veins;
And he learned to write.
He realized the essence of
having right attitude.
Poetry gave a new life to him.
Friday, March 19, 2010
A new Beginning
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Labels: English Poetry
Tuesday, March 16, 2010
Correlation
Obscurity is the carrier of brightness
Hatred nurtures the feelings of affection
Warfare constrains to live in serenity
Infidelity strengthens the devotion in between
Servility impels to strive for liberty
Failure is a step ahead toward the success
Death gives meaning to life
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Labels: English Poetry
Friday, March 12, 2010
What U see in my eyes is reflection of yours
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Labels: English Poetry
Thursday, March 11, 2010
Aap To Aise Na The
ठंढी आँहे यूँ भरते हो मियाँ |
दिल में कुछ छिपा है लब्जे बयां भी कर दो ||
चहरे पर हँसी लिए फिरते हो मियाँ |
आँखों की सुरखियों को लब्जो की सकल भी दे दो ||
यूँ ना छिपाओ मुझसे साँसे बयाँ जो कर रही |
निन्दो का यूँ रूठ जाना, तन्हाईयो में भी मुस्कुराना |
यादो की बादलो का घेर आना, आँसुओ की बुन्दो का रह रह कर आना |
सब कुछ बयाँ तो कर रही ||
Posted by Abhishek K Dubey at 8:44 PM 0 comments
Labels: Kavitaye
Slow poison
Life will revert back;
It will reinstate after a break;
Days will heal all my wounds;
sky will be luminous again after dusky clouds;
I programmed my mind to forget;
I cut out all strings connecting;
I left behind every thing which could remind;
But I failed to keep her out of my mind.
Nothing I could do other than waiting;
Waiting with a hope to be with her again;
I accepted to live with her memories alone;
I'm happy to have every thing I wanted except her;
Happy with a teardrop in my eyes!!
Posted by Abhishek K Dubey at 4:12 AM 0 comments
Labels: English Poetry