Ranchiite

Your melting voice, oh! Reminds me of an old song, A song where  Lyrics are enough to materialize my soul, and takes you to a heaven  Your internal beauty, is an immortal, deathless magic, like a lovely book, where unfair to judge the true quality or characteristics by its cover And your naughtiness, anger, mischief are they beautiful art of a soulful poetry You are nothing, just our illusion our imagination, a complete black magic over a white paper             pic taken with mobile camera prime 7

कल्पना के  सागर में नजरे टकटकी लगा कर  सागर के लहरो  के तरफ देखति है की कही लहरो की आपार ताकत ईरादो को कमज़ोर ना बनादे लेकिन ईरादे चटान सी हो तो उसे निरास होकर जाना पड ही  जाता...

2017 is about to end, and 2018 stand with so much love, so much hate, and then came with  big big promises don't know on other hand side you are ready to break it by won or crucified it  or made it, you are the creator of your mind or soul, there are so many people real or fake but they are both in my favour   first earlier i dont know them but then after i sure i perfectly say i  know them, they tought me lot and lots of tricks and tantrums  i'm glad i'm surounded by them , and another one i'm glad they rise me  up , so last but not the least blossom of 2018 is ready for u keep this things repeat again and again

Your melting voice, oh! Reminds me of an old song, A song where  Lyrics are enough to materialize your  soul, and takes you to a heaven Your internal beauty, is an immortal, deathless magic, like a lovely book, where unfair to judge the true quality or characteristics by its cover And your naughtiness, anger, mischief are they beautiful art of a soulful poetry You are nothing, just our illusion our imagination, a complete black magic over a white paper

Something really goes beyond my imagination, had a call from nature paradise, A call of divine beauty  in which it says  to me that someone is here who miss you more than your imagination who love you more than your aspiration? But she has a complaint from you, a complaint of ignorance, a complaint of incognizance of her divine beauty, but instead of that your aspiration turn into   an immoral portrait of inhuman beauty, These portraits must be weathered at an interval of time, but what are you doing?? You  are  destroying your own  vineyard, by spreading   herbicides over your new emerging  offset bine

आज ये किसकी दिवाली है ,ये मेरी दिवाली है जलेबी ,पेड़े और मिठाईया  मुझे भी खानि है लेकिन दुकानों में रखे   मिठाईयो से नजरे मिलायी है  ये किसकी दिवाली है , ये मेरी दिवाली है पटाखे ,फुलझरिया और चिरागे  मुझे भी जलानी है लेकिन मेने उन पटाखों को  दुकानों में रखे डब्बो से बाहर मुझसे  नजरे मिलाते पायी है हर दीवाल ,हर कोठरी ,हर गालियाँ  पर फैली रौशनी की बहाली ही बहाली जिधर देखो रौशनी उजली है ,पर यह मेरी दीवाल बिना लिपे हे खली है है ये मेरी दिवाली है कुछ पैसे है .  ५,६  कुछ दियों को ख़रीदे है पर माँ कहती है वो तेल दियों में जलाएंगे तो सब्जी कैसे बनाएंगे पुराने हलके खींचे,हलके फटे हे कुछ कपडे माँ ने कहि से लायी पर अब वो अच्छे है उनपे माँ ने कर दी सिलाई है मेने अभी तक ऐसे ही हर दिवाली  शो कर बिताये है या ये मेरी दिवाली है अगले सुबह मेने कुछ पटाखे और न जली फुलझड़ियाँ चुन कर लायी है अब तो मेरी उसी में दिवाली है .

3 best teachers of my life      hungry stomach       empty pocket        and false love