Ballad 1 One is wise,The one who listens,But then arrives the young—The wild and disobedient. When sunlight steps forward,One wakes up,The other stays in dreams. The one I remember,A teacher,Or perhaps, a muse. Three stand together,Decisions rising like a tide,As hands find their hold. Ballad 2 Some call it a pair,Others, a drift of sands—But …
As they say,He visits alone,As they say,He won’t pick up the phone.As they say,He showers daily,As they say,He worships Laxmi1.As they say,He grabs his car keys,As they say,He’s off to the big leagues. You know his ways—Late-night bars, a trip to Mars.You know his ways—A little sleep,But the party’s steep.You know his ways—Girls around the …
What about that lad,The one with skin like the night,Who bathes in sunlight every day,With a heart open wide?Does he have enough friends,Or do they linger for different reasons?You know he’s black. He roams the streets with a crew,Laughter echoing in the vibrant air,But I wonder—Do they cherish his spirit,Or chase the thrill of his …
A day of dynamite,They will scatter the roses,A day of my kite,When all is exposed to the air,My thread entangled in my fingers,My vision concealed,The kite cried for aid,As I was preoccupied with seeking help for myself,She was murmuring, “There, Brazil, Pakistan, America”“I’m soaring; he forgot.”“I’m fading, my comrade.”She was unintelligible to me,Brazil arrived there,Only …
I’ll bind you one. When you try to escape, I’ll show my strength By pulling it off you, I’ll give you some refreshments In the form of that tea, I’ll save you from falling From uphill with my Cordial love and a masculine thread. I’ll place you down. For your destined project As you only …
When I fell from the 18th floor of a building, When I was handcuffed and given some pills, When I looked in the mirror and said hello to myself, When I saw no one around me while grass rooted in a small cottage, Today, I met with justice. They say justice looks like time: On …
We need space, dear! When I’m alone,I’m a sad person,When I’m with my friends,I’m a mad person.But, to depend on the internet,Oh! Ho, the internet is a bad person. I go to work,My pal is a cheerful person,My boss is a bald personBut none of them like the internet,The internet is a bad person. I …
You are my own,Like a leaf is to petal,You are my own,Like a nerve is to breathe,You are my own,Like a day is to light,You are my own,Like an eye is to sight. You are never apart,Besides how far you live,You are never apart,Besides, if you are stuck in grief,I will always pray to god,Wherever …
Today, I won’t let my tearsroll over my cheeks,Sometimes they dowhen there’s a little breezeI fear the absenceof the beloved girl I metOn the seventh floor ofThe city’s hotel is in Greece. She constantly smiledwith a heavy heartShe invariably told methat she was gladto greet, embracethe other ally of herShe would never uncoverthe grief that …
My morning would want meAs a classic pizza chefThen, shall serve hundreds of customersOn the table would be a taskTo accomplish. I would travel as many skies.As possible, every time seekingA door to escape.As the escape is required,When you need it. The bright morning is,Asking for treating the lordAnd the living beings alike.While the chef …
Every time I rush to the gates, the gates are closed. Every time I make a move, it costs me the most. I love to spend time beside doors, waiting for a signal before thirsty crows. Spending a day without a do, what the hell a place it takes me to? The most often do …
Till the time it raises youThine have no praiseMy Google went alongAs I texted the messengers of GodThe storms that bit the crockAnd the days were hidden behind nightsMy love once toldAt other times, not givenTore till my even stepsAnd odd reactionsMy facial looksand juggling puzzles till some broken pieces came alongand told harsh storiesmy …
एक आदमी काली ड्रेस पहन के दुकान में जाता है, दुकान कर्व टाइप होती है। बाहर से बहुत लोग जा रहे हैं। बच्चा चिल्लाता है, वह उस आदमी के साथ। बाहर से निकल रहा पीटो लाल शोर करता है “बाजार में गुंडे आ गए है, दुकाने बंद कर दो।” अंदर काली पोशाक पहनने वाले आदमी …
Oh! I have been asked to speak with brevity,To help the listener feel light and free,Flying high, feeling valued and heard,My words are like a gentle chirping bird. Oh! I have been told to rise from my chair,So friends can breathe fresh, tranquil air,Comfortable and relaxed, without a care,My words are like a soothing, healing …
ਰੌਲਾ ਰੱਪਾ ਪਾ ਕੇ ਉਹ,ਗੱਲਾਂ ਚਾਰ ਸੁਣਾ ਕੇ,ਲੈ ਗਈ ਮੇਰਾ ਦਿਲ ਬਈ,ਲੈ ਗਈ ਮੇਰਾ ਦਿਲ। ਜਦੋਂ ਲਗਦਾ ਉਹ ਆ ਗਈ,ਉਹ ਆਈ ਨਹੀਂ ਸੀ ਹੁੰਦੀ,ਮੇਰੇ ਤੇ ਉਹਦੇ ਵਿੱਚ ਕਦੀ,ਲੜਾਈ ਨਹੀਂ ਸੀ ਹੁੰਦੀ। ਸੁਣ ਕੇ ਮੇਰੀ ਇੱਛਾ ਉਹ,ਦੌੜੀ ਦੌੜੀ ਆ ਗਈ,ਇੰਝ ਲਗਦਾ ਕੋਈ ਉੱਡੱਦੀ ਪਤੰਗ,ਮੇਰੇ ਹੱਥਾਂ ਨੂੰ ਪੈਰ ਲਾ ਗਈ। ਯਾਰੀ ਸੀ ਅਣਮੁੱਲੀ ਪਰ,ਯਾਰ ਨਾਲੋਂ ਪਿਆਰੀ ਸੀ,ਰੂਪ …















