Sunday, August 25, 2013

Wilt

Sometimes words are all you need to hurt her, wilting like a flower she reaches for you; yet you trample her will further,the hope that she held in her heart is torn apart with no mercy. Lord, bless them both, for they know not what they say or do. Wipe her tears, and tell her she will have someone again that will let her live again...today just be strong, for today it isn't her day...

Friday, July 26, 2013

Shayaris

Woh hausle hi kya jinke peeche ek dard na ho, manzile hi kya jinko tumhari pehchaan na ho

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Ek adhoori se raat hai, ek adhoora sa sapna; Mud ke na dekha woh tha kabhi jo apna...

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Kabhi koi puchche humse, ki jage ho yuh humare liye, ya soye hi nahi ki itna bikhar gaye..

By Akansha Pradhan

Tuesday, July 23, 2013

Waqt ne di nahi ijaazat (Poem)

Waqt ne di nahi ijazat ki hairan main ruka raha,
Waqt ne di nahi ijazat ki hairan main ruka raha,
Un lamhon ko samete hue
Koi aor door main nikalta gaya

Na gila, na shikva koi,
Bas ek akelepan sa saathi
Daudte hue zindagi se puchcha,
Kya koi iraade hain?

Woh bhi khil khila ke yeh boli,
Yun to main zyaada nahin bolti,
Magar tum aage chalte rehna,
Pichche ghaana badal hai,
Par tum mat darna..

Ji kar dekho zara,
Ehsas karke dekho zara,
Khudh hee khud muskaan ki kirane tumhe kheechi chale aayengi..

Raat thi kaali, badal bhi the,
Par waqt ne di nahi ijaazat,
Ki hairan main ruka raha

By Akansha Pradhan

Monday, May 27, 2013

Poem - Goodbye, why? (Separation)

It is time for me to say goodbye,
It is time for me to know the reasons why.

Why face the world alone, I ask,
This journey, you answer, was always your task.

Be happy dear one, you push me away,
And with tears, fear and anguish I find reasons to stay.

Push me away, yet you find the strength for,
To love me clearly required much more.

Memories will still bring me warmth and smiles,
Once in a while maybe my number, subconsciously, you shall dial.

I ask you again, is this all worth your while?
And yet I know as the winter sets in and in my darkest hour I will still look for you in the aisle.

Die we must, each day, little by little;
Yet the illusion of a life we create gives us hope to survive, clearly essential.

It is time for me to say goodbye,
It is time to accept I will never know the reasons why.