Saturday, March 21, 2015

Alone

I sit alone, watching you happy with your friends 
We talk with each other, but none of it means anything 
We go home and once again I am alone 
You think that I am happy, but I never am I know people, 
but they don't know me I sit and wonder, does anyone know me? 
Smiles are not always real Does anyone know how I feel inside? 
Can anyone see the pain I hide?

Sunday, January 25, 2015

Empty dream

Life is but an empty dream
Soul is but dead
Journey is but no road
Love is but no feeling
No one understands this pain
Hope is gone, I'm alone


Wednesday, June 27, 2012

हालात

हालातों ने कुछ खेल खेला ऐसा 
हावों ने भी रुख बदल दिया 
एक बार फिर गम्म के मौसम ने दस्तक दी 
आसों की बारिश ने ख़ुशी के पल भिगोदिये 
रह गयी सिर्फ दर्द भरी यादें और तन्हाई 

Friday, March 30, 2012

दास्ताँ

फिरती थी हवाओं में, पर लगते थे पाऊँ में
जिंदिगी बंद पिंजरों में क्यों आज रहती है
नीदों के संदूकों में कभी सोने के सपने थे
आज पीतल के टुकड़ों को महोताज रहती है

Thursday, March 22, 2012

In the World of Dreams


In the world of dreams
Flying high in the sky
dancing on beautiful tunes
precious moments are here
celebrating with cheers
no pain no worries
no rules no sorry
living in a paradise
in the world of dreams.

Monday, April 4, 2011

Colors of Life

Life is a vibgyor
everyday it shows a different color
a color of emotion, a color of devotion
a color of trust, a color of love
a color of sadness, a color of togetherness
a color of success, a color of celebration
We paint our life with these colors
and the canvas speaks the journey of life.

Monday, February 21, 2011

I Know Something Good About You....


Wouldn't this old world be better, If the folks we meet would say 
"I know something good about you!" And treat us just that way?
Wouldn't it be fine and dandy If each handclasp, fond and true,
Carried with it this assurance - "I know something good about you!"
Wouldn't life be lots more happy If the good that's in us all
Were the only thing about us That folks bothered to recall?
Wouldn't life be lots more happy If we praised the good we see?
For there's such a lot of goodness In the worst of you and me!
Wouldn't it be nice to practice That fine way of thinking, too?
You know something good about me; I know something good about you.

---------By Anonymous