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Shayari 17

सोचा नाराज़ हो जाऊं
पर ज़्यादा ना हो सका,
सोचा बात ना करूँ
पर मुझसे रहा ना गया;
उसूल ज़िन्दगी के
मेरे आदर्श ज़िन्दगी के,
सब बदल जाते हैं
तुझसे मिलने पे ऐ दोस्त।

I DON'T WANT CHRISTMAS GIFT

This Christmas Santa
I don't want anything,
This Christmas Santa
Don't give me any gift;
Few tears worth more
More than my wishes,
Few wants worth more
More than my toffees.

I don't hate chocolates
I hate the hypocrites,
Who in the name of god
Open the hell gates;
Who in the name of progress
Create air pollution,
Who in the name of supremacy
Torture weak woman.

That poor friend of mine
That old man on footpath,
That lady short of clothes
That soldier killed on border;
They all want something
Something that's everything,
Time for me will be negligible
Make that time their moment.

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EVERYTHING IS ABOUT NUMBER

Missing someone close
Just dial the number,
Want to meet someone
Search pin code number;
From 143 of I LOVE YOU
To 786 of religious number,
Even in God's birth celebration
Everything is about number.

The degree of one's acceptance
To amount of one's hunger,
One's capacity to bear all
Everywhere there's a number;
Everything is about number
Age passes like a number,
Initial life in getting number
And remaining in earning number.


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BUMP AHEAD

It begins with eyes
Touches the heart,
Evoke the feelings
Making us uneasy;
Seems like cakewalk
As we move ahead,
Trusting the love
Ready to take it all.

But then come bumps
Disturbing the flow,
Testing the patience
Testing the emotions;
Only few made the bridge
Uniting each other,
Others learn to live
Live without each other.


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MISSING EVERY MISS

I don't remember anything
Anything that happened,
Except the misses
Yes! I miss the misses;
Miss them for they're mine
Mine when I was alone,
Miss them for the lessons
Lessons that made me strong.

People remember their love days
Want to live in dreams,
While I remember my miss days
Want to live in peace;
It's not as if I don't miss you
Not as if I don't remember you,
But unlike others
I just miss the misses.


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