Showing posts with label Life. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Life. Show all posts

Thursday, June 19, 2014

Worn Out (Poem)


  And maybe the world 
  Has worn me out 
  And deprived me of 
  All that I had 
  Left me defeated 
  With nothing to say
  

Amidst the chaos
Now I'm lost
And nobody cares
For that lame saint
 

Who said that maybe
Someday you'll rise...
 


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Saturday, October 12, 2013

The Rabbit Who Never Stopped

We're all familiar with the rabbit-tortoise story, yes, the one where the faster rabbit lost to the relatively slower tortoise, due to his laziness. The story that had ended with a moral of being more steady. The rabbit was told to learn from the tortoise. And so he did, the incident was remembered by generations of rabbits, it always reminded them of the silly mistake their ancestor had committed and along with that it was a matter of shame for them. The whole species was being seen as lazy lads now, and it disappointed a young rabbit a lot. He knew that he wasn't like that one old folk who had lost, he was different. He believed that rabbits had improved in terms of speed as well as steadiness, and no rabbit was foolish enough to commit the same mistake again. But it wasn't just about his faith, he needed to prove himself to others too. With all these thoughts in his mind, he left his bushes early in the morning, heading straight to the outskirts of the forest, the place where tortoises resided. On reaching there he challenged the first tortoise he saw for a race.

Tortoise refused, "I've got better business to do",
and the rabbit challenged, "Is that the fear of losing?"
"Joy of winning & sorrow of losing don't affect me. "
"Then what is that is keeping you from accepting my challenge."
"I don't accept challenges, I, however can accompany you in a run. "
"See it as whatever you want to."

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Wednesday, May 22, 2013

The Deathbed (Poem)


When I'll be lying on deathbed,
Fake or true tears might be shed.
To my grave you'll come and cry,
When even my memories will die.
Few final words in my praise you'll say,
And then helplessly look the other way.
When I die, who will cry,
All their tears will ultimately dry.
My thoughts might stir you occasionally,
But it'll affect your life's pace barely.
My achievements no more will be celebrated,
Neither will the defeats anymore be elaborated.

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Friday, April 6, 2012

Unspoken Words (Poem)


A litle introduction before actual poem!!We often have things, secrets or feelings in our hearts, which we want to share with someone but sometimes we don't find anyone. Sometimes we have people close to our heart too but we can't understand how to convey what we feel. And sometimes we leave things on the time only & leave those things, generally, with perception that, maybe I'll be able to say all this later. But sometimes we never ever get another chance & those things are buried along with us & left unsaid, forever. This poems is about those talks & conversations which unfortunately never happen..

Words which were left unspoken,
Dreams which were small yet broken.
Ideas which were plagiarized,
Ambitions which were minimized.
It’s not that I didn't want to say,
I just couldn’t understand how to convey.
Sometimes I was too low to be heard,
And sometimes I kept staring like a nerd.
Sometimes my lips were frightfully trembling,
And sometimes everyone thought I was just mumbling.
Stupidly waited for someone to hear me,
Whereas I muttered a few words merely.
Too much discouraged to try to speak,
Everybody ignored me, as if I was a freak.
Sometimes I was too cowardly to dare,
And when I blared, no one seemed to care.
Often I tried to be polite,
Even then I was told to keep quiet.

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Safar (Hindi Poem)


Jeevan ke is safar me
Main thoda thak gaya hoon
Mujhe soya rehne do
Adhoore reh gaye khwabon me
Meethi si kuchh yaadon me
Abhi khoya rehne do
Jaagne ki chaah nahi hai
Safar wahi par raah nayi hai
Saari jhoothi shaan gayi hai
Kachcha ab imaan nahi hai
Shakhs wahi hai mere andar
Lekin ab pehchaan nayi hai
Bheed me tha jo kho gaya
Jaane kya tha usko ho gaya
Jiske kuchh sapne the
Aur dil me apne the
Kisi se nahi koi gila hai
Raste me jo bhi ab mila hai
Jaane na wo kaun apna paraya
Sabhi ko to hai usne sataya
Har pal ye shaks saath hai mere
Kaise khud se ab mukh fere
Kabhi wo bhi waqt aayega
Jab khud ko ye shaks paayega
Khud se jab ye waqif hoga
Is safar ko anjaam tabhi haasil hoga
Tab tak mujhe sone do
Khwabon me khone do

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Friday, April 8, 2011

Zindagi Ki Daud (Hindi Poem) - With English Translation (The Race Of Life)

Here's a Hindi poem from Hindi movie "Lage Raho Munna Bhai". I've edited and extended this poem which is originally called "Shehar Ki Is Daud Me".. I've translated it in English too for fellows who don't understand Hindi. (Good thing is that however, it's still rhyming)


Zindagi ki is daud me, daudkar karna kya hai??
Yahi jeena hai yaaron, to phir marna kya hai??
Pehli baarish me train chhootne ki fikr hai,
Bhool gaye bheegte hue tehalna kya hai..
Serial ke saare kirdaaron ke haal to maaloon hain,
Par maa ka haal poochhne ki fursat kahan hai..
Ab ret par nange paanv tehalte kyon nahi??
T.V. par itne channel hain, phir bhi man behalte kyon nahi??
Internet par saari duniya to touch me hai,
Par pados me kaun rehta hai ye jaante tak nahi..
Mobile, landline, sabki bharmaar hai,
Par jigri dost tak pahunche, kahaan aise taar hain??

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