Childhood days…

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Great to have earned second position for this poem on writer’s Ezine

If I could, I would always remain a child. I am trying my best but this world stretches you to adulthood…But I want to be a child only 🙂

I miss those days,
The childhood ways,
The friendly mud fights,
Grandma’s story nights,
Crayon sunshine,
Falling in line,
Morning prayers,
Messy hairs,
Heavy school bags,
Mealtime nags,
Holidays homework,
Playtime berserk,
Weeklong festivals,
HolI, Diwali, carnivals,
Marks, P.T.M. and result,
Maths,physics difficult,
Birthdays and wishes,
Birds and fishes,
Republic day parades,
Army-cut and braids,
Carefree skies,
Cakes n pies,
Pocket money, piggy banks,
Mischief’s and funny pranks,
Being obnoxious and freak,
Late night hide and seek,
Trump cards, video games,
Tic tac toe and flames,
Doing whatever you can,
Mowgli and superman,
Flying Kites in the sun,
Never running out of fun,
Playing in the rain,
Ice-cream and freeze brain,
ghosts under the bed,
Things mom said,
Ravan, crackers and colour,
Sweet memories in the blur,
I can feel a void,
Enlarging ellipsoid,
All those things I can’t do,
Ever elusive, playing peek a boo,
Wish I could be a child again,
Shedding all the worries and pain,
But not all wishes ever come true,
Have to leave old self to emerge new,
Relive those days with your kids,
Let them do what you never did,
May their childhood be more wonderful than ever,
‘Coz all these memories shall live forever,
Shall live forever…
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Go to the writer’s Ezine page here:

http://www.writersezine.com/p/childrens-day-contest.html

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फ़ासले: #RightToBeWrong

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Why is it so important to be always right?

मेरे  सही  होने  से,

तेरा  सही  होना  ही  सही,

ये  धरती  अम्बर   सब  तेरे,

मेरा  मन   का  कोना  ही  सही,

सही  ग़लत  के  झगड़े  में,

जाने  कितनी  इमारतें  ढही,

ऐसे  सही  होने  से  ,

तो  ग़लत  होना  ही  सही,

सही  होने  की  चाह  में,

कह  जाते  हैं  बातें  अनकही,

उठतीं  हैं  ऐसी  लहरें,

के  शर्म  लिहाज  सब  बही,

क्यूँ  सही  होना  ही  ज़रूरी  है,

क्यूँ  हिंसा  ही  जीत  रही,

ग़लत  होकर  भी  मैने  देख  लिया,

मानो  तो  कोई  फ़र्क  नहीं ,

मिटा  दे  सही  ग़लत  के  जो  फ़ासले,

मिल  जाए  ख़ुदा  से  खुद  वही,

क्या  रखा  है  इन  झगड़ों  में,

खुशहाली  ही  में  धीमहि ,

खुशहाली  ही  में धीमहि….||

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#TrueLove 3

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I may not be easy to love,

But it is even more difficult not to love you,

I can promise you from the deepest corners of my heart,

That you will be loved with so much passion,

that will never find its limits,

You will always be cared for,

And you will always have me by your side,

May be I’m not the best at being loved,

But I like to think I am pretty good at loving,

We will find love,

Amongst the sweet wreckage of our burdened souls,

Finding sparks in each other’s hearts,

Together conquering our past demons,

With honesty and commitment,

Fanning our fiery flames of passion,

No longer strangers in passing,

Believing in second chances,

Together hand in hand,

Once in a lifetime,

True love everlasting…

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Another pearl in the string of true love:-)

What can poetry do?

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Ever wonder what poetry has done, how it has impacted our history and evolution and what more can poetry achieve…

Poetry can heal,

Deep dark wounds,

And the ones,

That doesn’t squeal,

Poetry can accord peace,

Melt shells around hearts,

Unravel the knots,

And contain this disease,

Poetry can raise concern,

Ignite the minds,

Stare down the blots,

And let them burn,

Poetry makes you celebrate,

Fireworks with words,

Shining with rhymes,

And hearts that vibrate,

Poetry is romance,

Love in its purest form,

Emotions you adorn,

Flying high in trance,

Poetry is woe,

Tears you can’t contain,

The weights and heavy blow,

And the Guilt you can’t tow,

Poetry is wisdom,

Exhilarating insight,

In darkness the light,

The cage and the freedom,

Poetry sets you free,

To limitless skies,

The deepest of dives,

And the count of three,

Poetry is what you are,

It’s what you see,

What you want to be,

The whole life in .rar,

Poetry has no bounds,

It knows no fear,

It’s clear yet nebulous,

And never lost nor found,

Poetry can bring change,

The positivity we need,

The moments we crave,

Even if it sounds strange,

More often it sound strange…

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भोर: #NeverTooLate

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         When I first saw the prompt, I was instantly reminded of the great achievers  who started off late or tasted success or met with their destiny very late in their lives like Colonel Sanders of KFC, Boman Irani from Bollywood, Jack Ma of Alibaba Group etc. But I also thought about myself…realizing my dream to write and become a published author after going through 10 long years of training to be a pediatrician. It is really never too late to dream and work towards making them a reality.

Here’s a poem for everyone out there who is waiting to start afresh, take a new step or revisit an old one. A poem for each one of us:

भोर

दुनियादारी  ने  सपने,  कितने  यूँही  डुबो  दिये ,
कुछ  जला  दिये,  कुछ  धो  दिये ,
पर  इन  सपनों  में,  बाकी  अभी  थोड़ी  जान  है ,
भूले  नहीं  गिर  कर  उठना ,
इन  पंखों  में  बची  उड़ान  है ,
ये  ख्वाब  हैं  वो;जो ग़म  में  भी  मुस्कुराते  हैं ,
हैं  वो  नहीं;  जो मामूली ठेस पर ही रो दिये ,

क्यूँ  जकड़ें  इन  ख़्वाबों  को ,
घड़ी  के  इन  दो  काँटों  में,
के  पिंजरे  से  दूर  उड़  जाने  में,
भूले  भी देर  नहीं  होती,

के  सोते  ख़्वाब  जगाने  में ,
कभी  देर  नहीं  होती ,
बचपन  में  लौट  जाने  में,
कभी  देर  नहीं  होती,

उन  लम्हों  को  छू  कर  आने में,
कभी  देर  नहीं  होती,
फिर  बन्धन  में  बँध  जाने  में,
कभी  देर  नहीं  होती,

रोती  आँखों  को  हँसाने में,
कभी  देर  नहीं  होती,
रुक  कर  इक  पल  मुस्कुराने  में,
कभी  देर  नहीं  होती,

के  जिनके  हों  मज़बूत  इरादे ,
पक्के  हों  मंजे  और  धागे,
छूती  है  पतंग हर आसमाँ  उनकी,
के  गहरी  उनकी  रातों  में  भी,
कभी  अँधेर  नहीं  होती,

हर  ख्वाब  को  फिर  जी  जाने  में,
कभी  देर  नहीं  होती,
खुद  से  किए  वादे  निभाने  में,
कभी  देर  नहीं  होती,

गीली  आँखों  को  सुखाने  में,
कभी  देर  नहीं  होती,
कुछ  बिसरी  बातों  को  जताने  में ,
कभी  देर  नहीं  होती,

गिर  कर  फिर  उठ  जाने  में,
कभी  देर  नहीं  होती,
बिखरकर  फिर  बन  जाने  में,
कभी  देर  नहीं  होती,

रुकना  न  तुम  राह-ए-दिल  में  कभी,
चाहे  ढेर  मिलें  मोती ,
के  सच्ची  राह  दिख  जाने  में,
यारों  देर  नहीं  होती,

कभी  भी  देर  नहीं  होती…||

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This post is a part of Write Over the Weekend, an initiative for Indian Bloggers by BlogAdda for the prompt: It Is Never Too Late Too…

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