Through the windows of past,
the mind travels very fast....
In a way, that is weird,
and footsteps are barely heard...
The anger I couldn't control,
despite efforts, the words did roll..
and I still regret my anger,my words,
...
as my love dressed in disguise,
remained unexpressed , I wasn't so wise...
The joy that, I could have got
when I was taking stress a lot..
I want..
No anger, stress, no fear in heart
I want to clean that layer of dirt...
In positive direction, I want to align
I want some nice, pictures in line..
And when I plea..
God lets me see..
Those friends with me, with my stress
shouting and laughing , in strangest ways...
the fears that hit me the most
now seem nothing but imaginary ghost..
the words for which, I felt sorry
the more I thought, the more I grieved..
gave strength and maturity
that friendship could have rarely achieved..
You hold me tight when I was weak
with all strength wen couldn't speak..
You were sent by God to me
am thankful to Him for His mercy..
And now whenever I see the sky..
I think people always tell a lie..
that no one remembers the good old friends,
still.. u can't forget, neither can I...
And now whenever I see the sky.
I see....
So capricious are some pictures
so pleasant and so divine..
Washing out my soul's worries
close to the very heart of mine....
chalo lo pehla comment.....par aap mujhe hindi mein likhte waqt jyaada pasand ho! achhi hai....can be bettered!haan rhyming i reallly liked!
ReplyDeletesaale angrej kab se ban gaye. Kitna achha HINDI mein likhte the ye angreji ka bhoot kab sir pe chadh gaya.:P
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