that's me
people who laugh a lot
who help and care and share
are loved and sought by all
for they're lively and so very rare
they sing aloud in the autumn
and dance with mirth in the rain
and so perfectly do they manage to hide
their own dark world of pain
(inspired by sher: वो हमसे पूछते हैं, हम इतना क्यों हँसते-हंसाते हैं, अरे उन्हें क्या पता, हम अपनी हंसी में अपना दर्द छुपाते हैं..)
or is it inspired by Jagjeet Singh's Gazal
ReplyDelete"tum itna jo muskura rahe ho......
.... Kya gum hai jo chupa rahe ho.....????"
Memory turns to dust…
ReplyDeleteAs the sky looms above
And the rain surrounds us
We were there yesterday
As the time would say
As the journey was life
I held your hand, to bring it alive
Not aware what time had for me
Was just an alone me
I was shaking form my core within
& choked my own words
Surrounded by many, yet isolated and alone was me.
As the rains drop from the pregnant cloud
I wish u were here standing next to me
Baby I still want to grow old with you. As it was always u & me
We started taking again, but nothing new for me
As I did it everyday for everything that concerned me….
As the memory turns to dust..
A new hope takes life, within me, just to die another life another me.