I’m still standing in the pouring rain,too tired to walk away.The bird of the season is flying off,and the paper boat is still in my hand.The water currents are powerful,and my thoughts are moving too slowly. I looked up at the sky—oh, it’s a sunny day.Yet I feel cold,with winter approaching.Snow is stuffed inside my hood,seeking warmth,but it’s freezing my soul. I gaze at that burning candle,but the heat is slipping away. I love how…
Your random thoughts,spoiling me,those frozen corners of minebegin to thaw,and with each whisper, a quiet bloom stirs,an untouched garden coming alive. The pink sky fuses with my eyes,like spring blushing upon my skin,the soft warmth is making me shine.In your presence, I am reborn,the weight of winter slipping away,my soul shedding layers in the light of you. Your voice is a breeze,gentle yet fierce,racing through me like a wild wind.Every word, a spark,igniting pieces I’d…
I sent my heart to a distant landto find the Pink River,its banks scattered with fallen stars,a deep, dark cave aglow in night’s silence. There, I felt my heart swell,its voice touching every shadowed corner.I spoke of my beautiful lover,the one who drew me to this foreign place. For her, I crossed the pink river,broke through stars in my path—for her, I would surrender my heart,and give up all I am to meet her. When…
ये चमकता आसमान क्या पता कल रहे या न रहेये जगमगाती रात क्या पता रहे या न रहेवो दो अजनबी क्या पता कल मिले न पेड़ की छाव मेंया फिर झिलमिलाती नदी सो जाये जमीं मेंतो रुक जाओ थोड़ी देर इस लम्हे में हीसमेट लो आसमान को अपनी आँखों मेंबुला लो रात को अपनी नींद मेंखड़े रहने दो पेड़ को वहीजाग लो तुम भी उस नदी के साथ में| क्या आपको भी कभी कभी अपने…
Don’t be silent,don’t feel sad.You’re blessed with the power to accept;you can chase your dreams,turn whispers into screams.You can stoke the fire,send the flames higher. So don’t get mad so easily,don’t silence your radio.Make all the noise,play every sound—this music of rainbows.Let them hear it,my little heart.Don’t be silent. A few years ago, I was going through a tough time. Each day felt the same, and it seemed like I was stuck in a never-ending…
She fell to the ground,he leapt from the clouds—a deep ocean of lovedemanding sacrifice. She trembled,he trembled;this vicious love,a danger to the heart,carving holes in their souls. They crossed foreststo find each other,and here they stand,entwined in the pullof this vicious love. Sometimes, love isn’t the soft, dreamy thing we see in movies. Sometimes, it’s like a slow poison—a pull between two people who think they’ve found something real, only to realize too late that…
कागज के फूल हवा में लहराते हुएकभी बिगड़ते है कभी बनते हैउनकी रंगीन दुनिया मेंमैं एक काली सफ़ेद चिड़ियाडरती हूँ इनको बाँहों में भरने सेकहीं मैं रंगीन न हो जाऊंकही मैं भी इनकी तरह बनती बिगड़ती ना रहुरंगीन हुई तो दिख जाउंगी उस काले सफ़ेद आसमान में और फिरहवा उडी तेज की और मैं गिरी उन फूलो के गोद मेंअब ऐसी रंगी हु की दुनिया खूबसूरत लगने लगीकाला सफ़ेद आसमान भी नीला हो गयाऔर मैं…
We met in a broken city,where roofs were torn off, windows clung by shattered glass,the pigeon’s nest, like everything, had been displaced.Our room lay in disarray, furniture scattered like forgotten memories,in the darkest corner,the vases were wilting, dying with the flowers they once held. The curtains fought against the sun, too many battles waged in silence,the dishes, mute witnesses, held the weight of empty plates that hungered for more than food.The wooden floor had turned…
इस दिल को खामोश करके चल दी मैंइन नजरों को मोड़ कर चल दी मैंसोचा कीं इनका खामोश रहना ही मेरे लिए अच्छा हैजब खुद की भावनाये ही भूल गई मैंडर लगता है उस रास्ते पर फिर से जाने मेंडर लगता है जब ये दिल धड़कता हैआंखे टटोलती है उन आँखों को, तो डर लगता हैजब ये ढूंढती है उनमे खुद के लिए कुछमन्नते रहती है अब यही कीकोई फिर से बहलाये ना, कोई इसको…
The ocean has dried,Only black and grey stones reside.I gaze at the red skyline,Where the clouds have shrunk, a sign. I poured water from the mountain high,Into the deep sea, no ache in my heart did lie.I’ve seen you, looking at me,With questioning eyes, what will it be? If you ever stir my heart, even a little bit,Will everything spill, every thought, every tidbit?Will the rain pour down once more,And cover the ocean, the stones,…