Tuesday 10 May 2011

A God Lesser Mine!!

I am a voice
without a speech,
I am a sight
without a sense,
I feel without a soul.
Who am I & What I say,
never really matters!
For all I see,
Is a God lesser mine,
A God lesser yours!
.
What saddens me is
not a 26/nov,a 1983 or a 9/11.
What saddens me is just a man
killing another of a man.
.
I see a pair
of innocent eyes,
joined by another
tens of thousands,
homeless,helpless,speechless.
A million questions
unanswered,
a billon answers
unstarked.
.
I tell you the truth.
Its not about power,
Its not about stregnth,
but its about
our fears-
our goods & evils.
.
If Only,we knew
This race is long lost,
for we someway lost
the direction!
But we can't be too
far away,
to catch up on the
lost pieces.
The soul may die,
The soul can die,
but the goodness
remains.
.
I don't see a hindu
killing a muslim,
or vice versa,
(or the thousand other divisions
we have for
that matter)
To me
its again a man
killing another man.
For we love
blood so much,
don't we?
How i wish 'twilight'
was the only place
vampires existed.
.
I see the Incredible
India shaping
not
so 'incredible'.
For in the lights
of its Sun
lies the
dark cries,
The pain eventually
subsides,
the marks eventually
fade,
for they say time
heals it all,
but the soul
BURNS!
.
They say
hope is a good thing,
And good things
should never end,
rather good things
could never end.
The doors might seem
closed too soon,
But in the faith that
they always do open!
.
The keys are always with US,
we just need to shoot
the right lock.
.
And then,
I say
A day would come,
when the god afterall,
will no longer be lesser mine,
A day would come,
when the god afterall,
will no longer be lesser yours.
.
As they say,
Hope is a good thing,
And good things never end! :)
.

Monday 9 May 2011

"Unconditional Love?"


"Unconditional Love?"

you may ask; "

...that can only come from God..."

Well, it can and does come from us as well,

and we will attempt to help you understand it,

learn about it, and learn how to give it and receive it.

Unconditional love is, in essence,

the acceptance of our imperfection and that of others,

and the realization that within the great imperfection lies the beauty of what we really are.

Bhool jaana use bhula dena..!!


Bhool jaana use bhula dena !!


Bhool jana use bhula dena
yaad tak uski bhi dafna dena
Bhool jaana use, bhula dena
Bhool jaana

hothon se jaam lagaye rakh
madira ki pyaas jagaye rakh

hothon se jaam lagaye rakh
madira ki pyaas bujhaye rakh
Raat guzarne wali hai
jeevan ko raat banaye rakh
jeevan ko raat banaye rakh

bhhol jaana use bhula dena
bhool jana use bhula dena
yaad tak uski, dafna dena
Bhool jana use, bhula dena

nari to nashe ki hai rani
jo chahe kare woh manmani

nari to nashe ki hai rani
jo chahe kare woh manmani
dil ki baat na kar dena
kahin lut jaye na jaye jawani

kahin lut jaye na jawani

bhool jaana use bhula dena
bhool jana use bhula dena
yaad tak uski , dafna dena
bhool jana use , bhula dena
bhool jaana....!! <3

Where Is The Love?


zaruri nai hume jo mile use hi pyaar ho.pyaar dil se hota h aur

dil koi leta nai khud ba khud uska ho jata h,....pyaar kiya nai jata ho jata hai......


har waqt apka pyaar apke pass nai ho sakta to use apne khwabo me dekh k unhe

apna sapna bna lee hain.taki samne na sahi sapne me h...i sahi use mulaqat to ho


dil rota isliye hai kyuki vo use door ho rha hai jise vo apna maan chuka hai.jike bina vo jee nai sakta
.
jiske door jane se vo toot jata hai..insan agr ankho se roy to un aasuon ko dekh k apka pyaar udas ho jayega iliye hm dil se rote hain taki

apna dookh na dikha k unhe khushi khushi kisi aur ka hota hua dekh sake par dil to bacha h uske to ansu nikalne hi hai.......!!

Mother’s Tears..!!


Mother’s Tears



I feel your pain.
Emotion rises
from deep within me and I
Cry.

I wonder…
Were your Oceans formed
when others like me
Cried
the tears you could not
Cry?

~D~

All Mothers Love Their Children..............yeah, right!



People always say
''Every mother loves her child...
in her own way.''
That's BULL!
How can you say ALL?
Do they love them when
they are beating them
until they no longer cry?
Well, maybe that's just
''her way''.
Do they love them when
they let them go hungry
because they've spent
their last dollar on booze?
Sure...that's just
''her way''.
Do they love them when
they send them out to buy drugs
for their ''proud parents''?
How can this be
their way to show
love?
I won't listen to it anymore.
If you love a child
you show it.
You LOVE them.
You care for them.
You do what helps them.
You don't hurt them
in the name of love.
Do they love them
as they walk away
and leave them?
I suppose that's just
''their way'' too
right? ..!!

Tune mere jaana.. Kabhi nahi jana.. !!


Ho love of mine..

with a song and a whine..

You’re harsh and divine..

like truths and a lie..

but the tale end is not here..

I’ve nothing to fear..

for my love is yell of giving and hold on…

in the bright emptiness..

in a room full of it..

is the cruel mistress ho ho o…

I feel the sunrise..

that nest all hollowness..

for i have the way to go.. not come…

And i feel so lonely yea..

There’s a better place from this emptiness..

And i’m so lonely yea..

There’s a better please from this emptiness.. yei yei yei ya….

Aa.. aa.. aa…..

Tune mere jaana..

Kabhi nahi jana..

Ishq mera dard mera.. haaye…

Tune mere jaana..

Kabhi nahi jana..

Ishq mera dard mera …

Aashiq teraaa..

Bheed mein khoya rehta hai..

Jaane jahaan a..

Puchho toh itna kehta hai..

And i feel so lonely yea..

There’s a better place from this emptiness..

And i’m so lonely yea.. !!