Wednesday, March 25, 2009

I Didn't Forget That...


I Didn't Forget That...
This is a story of my life.
A life full of rocky hills and deep seas.
Read this story to understand that what not to do in life.
Click on above link to read.

Saturday, March 14, 2009

Udaan


Baadlo ke par se koi jhankta hai,
dekhta hai mujhe aur ye kehta hai.
tu kar jo tera dil chahta ahi,
tu ja jaha rasta le jata hai.
jaa chhoo le use jo kshitij par tera intzaar karta hai,
jaa pa le use jo tei raah dekhta hai.
haan tujhe bhi hak hai zindgi jine ka,
haan tujhe bhi hak hai pankh failane ka.

Bas Ek Wo

Hansti bolti bas ek wo,
ruthti manati bas ek wo.
zindgi ke har kadam par,
sahara deti bas ek wo.
maksad ke mayne hai kya,
ye sikhlati bas ek wo.
hansi hai uski chidio jaisi,
chandan se roop wai bas ek wo.
wani hai uski amrit se madhur,
Amrita kehlati Bas ek wo.

Friday, March 13, 2009

Premev jayte


To read this play follow this link:
Premev Jayte.pdf

Love You


How can I say you, how much b’ful are you.

My life goes like dream, when I be with you.

Tell me how much you love me,

I have thirst of being with you.

How can I say you, I want to hold you.

You can tell me all, that drives tears of you,

How can I express to you, but honey truly...

I Love You.

Missing You


I didn’t feel it when, we were together.

I didn’t feel it when, I was alone.

I didn’t feel it when you said, “I am going”.

But now when you have gone...

I am really missing you...

Love waits by eras...


I was waiting for you, in the shadows of your dreams.

I had never seen you, but I know you it seems.

I was hoping you, and then suddenly you came.

You changed my life, even I forgot my name.

I fall in love,

In my heart sky, there were flying many love birds.

One day I was thinking, you are my..

You went without any words,

I was waiting for you, but you didn’t come.

My all dreams burnt, left only ashes of my feelings.

I know you will come, perhaps after this world ends.

I am waiting for you with my wet eyes..

I am waiting...

When I was sixteen

When I was sixteen, I loved a pretty girl,

Pretty in all mean, pretty heart pretty voice.

Pretty face and pretty skin.

I recognize her by her pretty aroma,

When she comes before I have seen.

I flew away with her, b'coz it was age of teen.

She thought that it was, but I don’t think, it was sin.

I loved a pretty girl, when I was sixteen.