ek soch ki tasveer banayi
apni palko me rakh ke chhupai
ghul ke khwaabo me wo saamne ayi
ek nayi si zindgi usne dikhai
jab subah hui,aakhe khuli
kuchh kadwi si sachchai mili
zindgi to kisi ki nahi badli
bas subah ne raat ki khamoshi chheenli
raate to roz aati hain
saase in raato me kyu tham si jaati hain
kitni bhi karwat badale,aakhe raat bhar bhari hi rehti hain
bheetar kitna bhi andhera ho,parchhaiya phir bhi khadi hi rehti hain
just taking life as it unfolds, finding answers to truths untold, striving hard to talk to my heart and soul, and trying to figure out - this mystic society and my inhumane role
Friday, March 26, 2010
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