Darkness around

the land is dry,

Rainbow lights head above

and its raining in the sky.

Reasons to be happy all around

as if I won the race,

soul is weeping deep inside

and that made upset dulled face.

Fresh petals, blooming fragrance

in my hand holding the rose,

red hands liquid draining

thorns bit them so close

Right now feeling like

I am king of the world

imprisoned inside in the coffer

tied with gold and is furled

© Abhishek Dudeja 2015

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"Kora hai Kagaz

Kashti bani hai

Likhdo har baat

jo dil main adi hai"

© Abhishek Dudeja 2013

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Lying Naked

On the Bed of Clouds

Angel in a side

and Making Love

Excitement in that Kiss

the Thirsty Lips

The Point where

Two oceans meet

Touching the soul

with Pain and Pleasure

like Walking on the Mountains

with Ambition and Tiredness

At last of the Game

Yours shinning Face

and an Another Curve on it

is Refreshment after the Rain

© Abhishek Dudeja 2013

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हाँ  खिलवाड़ खुद रोज़ मै अपने साथ करता हूँ ,

तेरी याद में तड़पता दिन रात आहें भरता हूँ ।

हर बार कोशिश करता हूँ तूं दिल से निकल जाए ,

पर फिर मर कर तुझी से प्यार करता हूँ ।

हाँ  खिलवाड़ खुद रोज़ मै अपने साथ करता हूँ ।।

"चिराग "  रहता है ग़मगीन मुस्कुराहटो के तले ,

तेरी यादों से मुलाकातें शरे  आम करता हूँ ।

टूट जाता हूँ याद  कर बेवफाई तेरी,

वफ़ा फिर भी हर पल तेरे साथ करता हूँ ।

हाँ  खिलवाड़ खुद रोज़ मै अपने साथ करता हूँ ।।

तूँ  कहती है मेरे गीतों में है बस उदासी छिपी ,

अरे मैं तो दर्द-ए दिल अपना बयाँ करता हूँ ।

मेरे रब से मुझे मिलाने की,

तेरे रब को हर पल अर्ज़ियाँ करता हूँ  ।

हाँ  खिलवाड़ खुद रोज़ मै अपने साथ करता हूँ ।।

आ मिल जा बस आ मिल जा तूँ ,

साँस  साँस में यही दुआ करता हूँ ।

सब कुछ बाकी ,हो गया बेमतलब,

बस तेरे लिए ही जीता मरता हूँ ।

यही खिलवाड़ खुद रोज़ मै अपने साथ करता हूँ ,

बेइंतहा तुझ से प्यार करता हूँ ।।

हाँ  खिलवाड़ खुद रोज़ मै अपने साथ करता हूँ ।।

BY Himanshu Grover

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That was the second time I drank beer. I was upset and cursing myself for all what I had done for her. I was angry at myself. I even cried. It was almost one year since we met. I didn't give up any chance of understanding her. She too understood me but was not taking my feelings seriously. But on the other side I was melting and burning in her love. Finally I decided to not to talk with her ever. I went to Suresh and told him all about what happened. Suresh was the person who always supported me timely and encouraged my faith in love. When I told him everything even he advised me to leave her. My mind took his advice seriously but heart was in pain. Suresh was an occasional drinker. I told him I want to drink so that my soul get relaxed. That soul who always hated drinkers. We bought two bottles of beer with chips and sat inside Suresh's room. He played soft music on his speakers. The light was dim. He made all the environment set. After drinking I headed toward my room. He followed me saying I would fall down. He dropped me to my room and again I started to open my broken heart's pieces and told him my decision. He understood my situation completely and forced me to make the last call. I called but nobody answered. Suresh went to his room. I was alone and in some effect of beer. I tried again because I badly wanted to hear her voice. This time she picked up.
" Hi"
"Hey"
"You didn't called me from the whole day. what happened??? Everything alright???"
She didn't know what she has done to me. Her last words again came in my head and a wave of pain striked into it. So I started directly.
"This is the last time I am asking you and I won't be there in your life more to ask you again"
After this  told her everything, every moment we had spent together and my efforts behind those moments to make them special ones. I started from the first day and ended at the last talk we had.
She was silent, just listening to me.
" Either you will be mine or I will be gone from your life forever and today forever means forever"
" I will think over it. I need time"
" I can't give you months or years like I had given you before. Tell me now"
" OK I will tell you tomorrow"
" I will call you in the morning, bye"
That night I didn't wished her good night. That was the first time in  nine months...

               to be continued....

© Abhishek Dudeja 2013

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Tanhaai... Tanhaai.. Tanhaai.. 

Aaj fir teri yaad aayi.. 

Barso se pyasa hu tere pyar ka, 

Ab tak sirf dard hi saha hai inteezaar ka.. 

Ha thodi khushi bhi thi sang aayi.. 

Par fir reh gayi Tanhai, sirf Tanhai.. 

Aaj fir teri yaad aayi.. 

Aaj fir teri yaad aayi.. 

Na jaane mai kis disha me jar ha hu.. 

Har jagah manzil tujhe bna rha hu.. 

Bas ik tera saath hi chaah rha hu.. 

Isi chaah si hai maine kamaai.. 

Ye tanhaai.. 

Aaj fir teri yaad aayi.. 

Aaj fir teri yaad aayi.. 

Bada ajab sa kissa yaha chal rha hai, 

Is daur me ho kar bhi “CHIRAG” ab tak jal rha hai.. 

So baar samjhaya, par dil ko samajh fir na aai.. 

Rota hai , Bikharta hai fir dua karta hai.. 

Aur milti hai bas.. 

Tanhaai.. Tanhaai.. Tanhaai... 

Aaj fir teri yaad aayi.. 

Aaj fir teri yaad aayi.. 

Dil bhar gaya itna ,

ki aaj aankh chhalak aayi.. 

Nam aankho me.. Bas teri hi thi parchaayi.. 

Aur saath judi thi.. 

Tanhaai... Tanhaai.. Tanhaai... 

Aakhir Kyu teri yaad aai..?!! 

BY Himanshu Grover

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If I am dying tomorrow

I want it to be in your arms

Looking in your eyes

Painless and calm

If God is calling me

I will move with no hesitation

No dreams no wishes

As I am holding my world, his creation

If he will give me the hell

I will not object

I just found my heaven

I don’t care about the rest

I will be above the clouds

And my love will be with you, I swear

If you ever cry

I will take a rebirth to wipe your tears

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We get hurt , when we expect. Expectation is the main cause for broken heart. The love and care we give to special ones are expected to come with an  interest. Expectations are the producers of tears. Its being said "Don't expect, Just give". But don't we have the right to be loved as we love them ? Not equal but at least some. I don't know why people ignore those who care them and care who doesn't even think about them. This whole thing is going in the chain. The first person loves second who don't even give him a damn  the second loves third who loves forth and go on... So what should we do to break this chain ? We have an option, everybody has an option i.e. to love the person who loves us and this is how love stories are made. So "Have expectations, Its your right but from the person who deserves you and values your love"

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