सपने
देखे छोटे छोटे सपने,
काश कभी वो होते अपने।
सपना अपना कब होता है,
पीछे जो भागे रोता है।
कौन यहाँ सब कुछ पाता है,
कुछ न कुछ तो रह जाता है।
जाने क्यूँ ये आते सपने,
काश कभी वो होते अपने।
Thought
among the mob,felt forlorn yet a familiar face was worn by me on my face full of dying emotions perhaps i was one of the most deserted creations. almighty you sent me to the world unknown nothing belongs to me here which i have won. what was your choice and what intentions in leaving me at the place full of modulations. you sent me original and i tried to remain that but everybody cursed me and you just sat. now enough is enough,i want to run away i do not have strenght now nor the courage to pay. the one whom i trusted is revealed to be at an uncoverable distance unable i am to bear all these not only for this instance. i am not a coward to assasin your offering but will decamp the scene of what i am not a being neither our choices nor ends to match, how to survive together and let the heart catch?
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