Adolescent

Hey little child, where are you going with a feeble mind?Stay in my arms, in front of me, where you are mine and I am yours, only. I will keep you safe, away from here in a world another. The world; It’s a treacherous place for a child to be Continue Reading

Bantwaara

Do kadam ki doori hai bas, Aur vahan rehta mera bhai hai,Paraye bhi juda na kar sake jisey,Uss rishtey me dooriya apno ne laayi hai. Arey unn din toh hum garam halaaton me bhi, mauj me hua karte the.Shhor tha sheher me toh hum mandir-mazjido me shaanti dhoonda karte the.Mai Continue Reading

Kahin Kuch Kho Gaya Hai.

Kahin kuch kho gaya hai shayad, Daudte hue kab nange pero me joote aa gaye, Kab khulli jebo par taale aa gaye, Kab poochna chhod kar, bataana shuruu ho gaya, Iss badlaav me shayad kuch ghum sa ho gaya. Shayad bachpana hi khoya hai, Yeh masoom ab kuch bada hua Continue Reading

The Trapped Bird

To my whim to fly, My heart nods a yes While my owners deny. My wings striving to take my first flight, Unfortunately, I am prisoned in a golden cage tight. I wonder when did I sell myself, In return, I got nothing but a gold cage, Is my worth Continue Reading

An Ode To Fathers!

Jeb mein paise kam, Dil mein pyaar zyada hai. Bachche ki harr maang se, Papa ka dil pighal jaata hai. “Saare tere sapnon ko kishton mein poora kar doonga, Kuch waqt dede mujhe beta, Iss duniya ko teri mutthi me bhar doonga.”   Jaane kyun log papa ke naam se Continue Reading

#JusticeForAsifa

In what world do we live? Is it the hell that we reside in? What did we do? What were our sins? That we are surrounded by demons, As in our people, our kith, and kin. I wonder what a kid would have done. A young life with dreams within, Continue Reading

The Dream Road

Hey everyone! This one is about a girl who has two options in front of her. One is wanted by her, other by her kith and kin. Let’s see what she chooses.   In front of her, There were options two. One to shine in the eyes of the known, Continue Reading

Victims of Inhumanity

The poem is dedicated to people who are suffering the crisis in Syria. The speaker of these lines is a child who was killed in the war. The poem is written in the form of an address to his mother who died too. Agar khul jaaye neend tumhari, Toh mujhe Continue Reading

Words Of An Unborn Child

In the womb of the mother, Inside my first home, I feel so loved, I feel so secured. Contented with the love Showered by my loving ones, I kick a little harder, Look, how happy they have become! Says dad, he will be a football-er. I wonder how my father Continue Reading

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