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Monday, 19 March 2012

The Amazing Year



Woh din bhi kuch aur tha,
Hawa ko bhi pyaar tha.
Rang bhi udh rahe thae,
Na-jaane kiss-ka saath tha.

Phir ek naya shamma bandha,
Shabdo ke saath ladhna aur manana.
Acchanak sar chakraaya,
Aur Bhole-Rab ka naam liya.

Na-jaane kya huwa,
Phir rang barsha aur saath milla.
Shom ko inkaar ke baad bhi,
Mangal ko izhaar kiya.

Shukra ka vaas tha,
Jab dil tutne ka esshas huwa.
Mushkurate huve kaha,
Yeh toh sirf mazaak tha.

Phir badalta raha har din,
Jab dard ne kaha alvida bhi.
Teen(3) mahinne huve khatam,
Phir sara Jahaan Leheraaya bhi.

Ravi ne joomtae huve kaha,
Kal ka din bhi neaak(accha) hai,
Bachpan mei jin-ohone sikhaya,
Unnka khaas din hai.

Chaand bhi adhura tha,
Jab naam liya Khuda ka.
Roshni ne bhi saath diya,
Jab naam liya Shree Ram ka.

Dharti bhi milli rango se,
Phir Laxmi-ji ko Sammaan milla.
Din tha who tera,
Jab logo ne atihaat bartaaya.

Aur ek ravi ke rooz,
Phir huie Masihaah ki kooz.
Haste huve haath millaya,
Gaate huve alvida kiya Pyaar bhare Saal ko.

The Amazing Year……………………

AS i love to write for New Concept,So My Frnds,
The above Poem is all about the Festivals & the Days from January to December Of  2011.
Shom means Monday, Mangal Means Tuesday etc..... Hope U All will Like It.

Saturday, 10 March 2012

“ Knock Knock “


I saw myself in one of My Dream,
Were I was talking about Sacrifice.
I saw myself in one of My Dream,
Were I was talking about Secular Life.

I was fighting for the Nation,
I was fighting for Freedom.
I was always telling them to raise their Hands,
I was always saying Inquilaab Zindabad.

I saw myself in one of My Dream,
Were I was in Lahore Jail & detained for Two years.
I saw myself in one of My Dream,
Were I was laying happily on a big slab of ice & Enjoyed the Pain.

I was so Passionate about My Country,
I was ready be alive after I Die.
I said, when we all will Stand together,
You all Firangis will Fade.

I saw myself in one of My Dream,
Were I was ready to be Hanged.
 I saw myself in one of My Dream,
Were I said I will Reborn to Die for My Nation………. INDIA…….

There was a time when we had a Culture to Die for Our Mother-Land.
So, Please Knock Knock Your Heart for INDIA.
We still remember “ Shaheed Bhagat Singh “ ………………… Don’t We ??

Sunday, 26 February 2012

The Back Bencher's



We had an amazing life in School,
With so many memories to Share.
We were good at doing bad things,
And were bad at doing good things.
We were a eye-sore for our Teacher's,
And we never tried to change our Reputation.

We were all Talkative,
And knew what is called Fraandship(Friendship).
Books were far from Us,
So we never learnt to be Selfish.

We treid many Tricks,
And buncked many Lecture's.
That day we knew what Trust actually means,
While roaming together with Friends(Back Bencher's).

Teacher's were tired Punishing Us,
And said " You will never Give-Up ".
That day we knew the word Success,
And Tried to continue the Trend.

We never completed our Books,
And alway's recevied Remarks.
That day we knew how to do Smart work,
And we cleared our Exam's.

Than came the last day of School,
And Teacher's Prayed for Us.
That day we knew the word Respect,
And we said one day You will be Proud of Us.

Now we might not be Engineers or Doctor's,
But we are still in Different Creative Sector's.
And so we will never ask others to change Our Name,
Coz...., We Love when some one called us
                                        The Back Bencher's................

                                        WE ROCKKEDD ALWAYS... !!!

The Back Bencher's



We had an amazing life in School,
With so many memories to Share.
We were good at doing bad things,
And were bad at doing good things.
We were a eye-sore for our Teacher's,
And we never tried to change our Reputation.

We were all Talkative,
And knew what is called Fraandship(Friendship).
Books were far from Us,
So we never learnt to be Selfish.

We treid many Tricks,
And buncked many Lecture's.
That day we knew what Trust actually means,
While roaming together with Friends(Back Bencher's).

Teacher's were tired Punishing Us,
And said " You will never Give-Up ".
That day we knew the word Success,
And Tried to continue the Trend.

We never completed our Books,
And alway's recevied Remarks.
That day we knew how to do Smart work,
And we cleared our Exam's.

Than came the last day of School,
And Teacher's prayed for Us.
That day we knew the word Respect,
And we said one day You will be Proud of Us.

Now we might not be Engineers or Doctor's,
But we are still in different Creative Sector's.
And so we will never ask others to change Our Name,
Coz...., We Love when some one called us
                                        The Back Bencher's................

                                        WE ROCKKEDD ALWAYS... !!!

Thursday, 16 February 2012

I Will Come Back………… (Pray For Mr. Yuvraj Singh)



The last night,
Thought to say good bye.
But I saw the new morning,
And decided to fight again.

I think the day will be busy,
For my life and death.
I will be in Cricket ground,
While holding my Bat.

I was laying on the bed,
Staying like living statue.
But my ambition is to come back,
And wants to listen Cheers from All You.

I will see the blue sky,
After this Rain.
I will try to swim,
And get out from this Red Paint.

My tears was mum,
My patience  was worried,
Some how weight was shifted,
And decided to fight again.

I will fight with my Cancer,
I will flash all my Pains.
Hope my fear will be Disappears,
And I will Play again.

I will make myself Happy,
When I will Play Cricket again.
I will make myself Proud,
When I will Play for INDIA again.

I Will Come Back……………….

May be the feelings will be same, I Pray for him and we will see him back,
As a Winner.
Pls Pray for Mr. Yuvraj Singh.

Sunday, 5 February 2012

Golden Journey



Zindagi ke iss khel mei,
Jalne kaise du unn baato ko.
Chal raha hu aaj akele,
Dubane kaise du unn yaado ko.

Aaj dhund raha hu mein,
Parchaie mei  Apne Bachpan ko.
Aaj dhund raha hu mein,
Bheed mei Apne Dosto ko.

Waqt se aaj ladh raha hu mein,
Kismat ke panne(Pages) palat raha hu mein.
Na-Jaane kaha khogaye hai saare apne,
Miljaye bas khuda se siffarish kar raha hu mein.

Woh karwa bhi kuch ajib tha,
Nazro se na koie dur huwa karta tha.
Kuch pal mei ladhna tha,
Toh dusre hee pal Saath rahena huwa karta tha.

Shayyad woh hee thae mere liye,
Zameen aur Aasma.
Shayyad wahi dhund raha hu aaj,
Anjaan Chaehro mei Apno ke saaye ko.

Mayush hote huve bhi,
Rooth na saku kissi se.
Bhul ke bhi na bhul sakunga,
Laut ke aaye hum uss Sunehare Saffar se.

Dedicated To All " MA " Friends who was always with Me, 4m day 1 till now,
Thanx a Lot 4 ds Golden Journey.
Miss U................................