A Lonely Girl

A lonely girl standing at the bus stop,
Wearing a black jeans and white top,
Looking at the mobile screen again and again,
May be waiting for someone,
A group of boys gazing at her,
Like they have never seen a girl so far,
Some whispers, some giggles,
Some comments, some assumptions,
They saw the girl becoming uncomfortable,
Still they continued, only the girl’s sin was,
She was all alone.

A five year old girl going to a nearby school,
Dressed in a white shirt and blue skirt,
With a tie around and hair tied with red ribbon,
Few disguished demons following her,
And she is just unaware of it,
Don’t know who’re those,
Who can’t even see her innocence smile,
And just envisions her with eye of lust,
And still we say lenght of dress,
Is the cause of female molestation.
Only the girl’s sin was,
She used to go school all alone.

A girl for the first time went a friend,
Went out for a movie night,
While returning when no cabs agreed,
To take back home,
She had to repent in fright,
Murmers to God, kindly take me to home tonight,
Next time onwards, I will return in sunlight.
Girls at late night,
People eyes with glaring eyes,
Like some sins they have commited,
By spending one night outside.
Her only sin was,
That day she decided to go all alone.



I wrote this poem as a protest to rising crime against women……


Devotional, Poetry, Sad

The Vanquisher



O Vanquisher of all pains,
Why don’t you vanquish mine,
You are my only believeth,
Even if you can’t extenuate,
Who else can………

I have been crushed to pieces,
Like glass under elephant’s feet,
Longing for you to come,
Surrounded by atrocities of lies,
For you to come and relinquish,
From all my anguish.

Come, pick me up in your lap,
And let me take a deep nap,
I am now tired of these woes,
I have become sick of this fake worldly shows,
O Vanquisher of all pains,
Why don’t you vanquish mine……

Hindi Poetry, Poetry, Sad



Har din jab sota hun,
Ander hi ander bohot rota hun,
Tut chuka hun main tere jaane ke baad,
Ab toh bas ek hi dua krta hun,
Tum raho khush humesha vle hi dusre ke saath,
Lehere uthti hai is betab dil mein,
Shayad kuch kehna chahti hai muihse,
Pr main sunta nhi uski,
Kyoki main jaanta hun,
Wo tumhare baare mein puchna chahti hai,
Uss nadan dil ko kya samjhau,
Ki tum kabhi meri ho nhi sakti,
Tum toh shayad kisi aur ko chahti ho,
Kasur ye tumhara nhi, mere dil ka hi hai,
Jo shayad kisi aur ke ho chuki dil pe aa gya………

love, Poetry, Romantic

Make me a Piece of your Life…


Make me a piece of your life,
Make me the flower of your life
Which blooms every morning just for you,
Make me the shooting star,
Which falls only so that you can ask for your wish,
Make me the reason of your happiness.

Give me a place in your heart permanently,
Give me reason to have some sleepless nights,
Make me the light of your path,
Who will remove all the darkness of your life,
Make me the pill of your life,
Who will remove all the pain from your life.

Make me the heartbeat of your heart,
Make me the air which you breathe in,
Make me the fragnance which you wear everyday,
Make me the spark on your face,
Make me be the cause of all your goodness
Make me a piece of your life…

love, Poetry, Sad

The Memories…


Your memories, Your words still haunt me,
They don’t let me sleep at night,
For losing you my mind still taunt me,
I am still in love with you,
You reside in my heart,
Without you my days seems incomplete,
What’s the reason of giving yourself so much pain and me too,
Why you are still angry with me ,
Why you are not returning to me again ?
I am still waiting for you to return someday,
Tell me my mistake, I will surely rectify it for you,
Because, you are the reason, I’m alive,
You are the reason, I breathe……
If you don’t intend to return still……
Please return me my good times,
The older version of me……
I myself has lost myself in searching you,
I am unable to get back to older me,
Please don’t go so far from me,
I love you, why don’t you understand,
Your smile fill the fragnance in my heart,
Which inpires me to live,
You are the energy and enthusiasm of my life,
Please don’t snatch this from me,
Please don’t take the only reason of being my alive,
I beg to you again, please return,
I won’t repeat my mistake again.…

love, Poetry, Sad

The Last Cry

The last cry, the last try
He tried to stop her at any cost,
But in finding her he himself lost,
Drenched in her thoughts, he still stands still,
She left his life making it a live thrill,
Some questions unanswered, somethings unsaid,
She left creating a hollow mystery,
And his love became just a part of his life’s history.

The last cry, the last cry,
He sobbed there standing till his tears didn’t dry,
Leaving me in a state of absolute irrepressible rage,
Sending my mind to an inevadible world,
Never she turned back to look my excruting soul,
Intoxicating my life for her own narsissistic life,
Squashing all emotions in moments,
Leaving behind a cavernous soul to live,
Converting his emotions to a blot on the journey of life,
She departed like a alien soul.