Confusion

My mouth wants to speak,
But no sound escapes.
My body wants to move,
But my brain doesn’t listen.
My heart wants to memorize,
But my senses always denied .
Why even my desire refused by myself?
Why am I so broken?
Why is it so hard?

I can’t let you see how vulnerable I’m,
I can’t give an inch,
Or I feel like I’ll lose it all.
Why do i still bother to try?
When I can’t even lift a finger in your direction.

To hold your hand,
To let you know how much I need you, When all I want is for you to hold me,
But I sit in silence,
Silently Frozen.

I’ve forgotten what it’s like to just be in the moment with you,
You see, my heart’s gone cold to preserve what little is left of me.
So I often wonder.
Why do i still love you?
When you’re nothing left except the garbage,
And why do you still love me?
When I’m nothing but broken pieces of who I used to be?


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मालूम नहीं

यह जो लड़ाई थी,
जिसमें शामिल न तुम थे,
न हम थे,
फिर भी न जाने क्यों ये गरदीस थी?
ये मौसम कि रूहानियत थी,
वो हवा कि सर- सराती हुई बेरूखी थी,
और सांसों की गिनती भी कम थी,
और ऐसे में भी,
तुम्हारा न आना तय था।

मैं आज कि नहीं, उन लम्हों कि बात कर रहा हूं,
जब तुमने, छुआ था मेरे दिल के इस तार को,
और बड़ी मासूमियत से, तोड़ा था उस दिल के हाल को,
सच कहता हूं , वो जो वक्त ठहरा था मेरे आस-पास,
उसकी याद, आज भी आंखें नम कर जाती है,
शायद,
वह समर जो दुनिया वाले भूल चुके हैं,
वो दंगे, वो लड़ाई, आज भी होती है,
मेरे दिल के इस दरवाजे पे।

कितना समझाया इसे, पर यह मानता भी तो नहीं है,
तैयार है ये,
उन धूल खाते दर्द को फिर से तरोताजा करने को,
जो अपनी निशाना छोड़ गई थी बरसों पहले,
मालूम नहीं,
ये उस दर्द को इक बार फिर से झेल पाएगा कि नहीं,
मालूम नहीं,
ये उस जुदाई को फिर से सह पाएगा कि नहीं,
मालूम नहीं,
ये उन आंखों से गिरते हुए आंसू को फिर से रोक पाएगा कि नहीं,
मालूम नही,
ये सांसों की गिरती हुई रफ्तार को फिर से जोड़ पाएगा कि नहीं,
मालूम नहीं………… मालूम नहीं
पर तैयार है यह,
आज एकबार फिर से ऐतवार के लिए।


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तुम हो कौन ?

अगर इश्क़ कोई जुर्म नहीं, फिर ये सजा क्यों।
और है नफरत, तो भारत-पाकिस्तान सा रिश्ता क्यों ।।

अगर दर्द कोई है तेरे दिल में, फिर ये बात क्यों।
और है सुकुन, तो ये अस्पताल क्यों।।

अगर रंज कोई है तेरे सोच में, फिर ये तंज क्यों।
और है गीत , तो ये तीर क्यों।।

अगर हो कोई फूल तुम, फिर इतनी दूर्गन्ध क्यों।
और हो कांटा, तो लैला- मजनू सा इश्क क्यों।।

अगर टूटती – बिखरती सी कोई ख्वाब हो तुम, फिर ये अपनापन वाला राबता क्यों।
और हो हकीकत , तो मैं तनहा क्यों।।

अगर अजनबी सी कोई हो तुम, फिर तुम्हें खोने का डर क्यों।
और हो मेरी, तो ये सौतेलापन क्यों। ।

अगर गुनाह सी कोई हो तुम, फिर तुम्हारे पास होने पे इतना सुकुन क्यों।
और हो इबादत, तो ये घबराहट क्यों।।

अगर परेशानी हो कोई तुम, फिर तुम्हारा इतने बेसब्री से इंतजार क्यों।
और हो मददगार , तो बात- बात पर ये पत्थर क्यों।।

अगर झूठ सी कोई हो तुम , फिर सीने में तुम्हारे होने का एहसास क्यों।
और सच हो, तो तुम हो कौन ?

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If I’ll Be A Glass Of Water

If I’ll be a glass of water,
Would you drink me?

Would you take a chance to quench your thirst,
In Love’s desert?

Would you consume that life giving drink,
And allow me to flow through your veins,
To nourish you,
To become a part of you,
To explore the very depths of your soul and cleanse the pains and aches that burden you deeply .

Would you allow me to bring moisture to your parched lips that crave to be kissed?
To bathe your heart in a love that’s pure,
Not tainted with ulterior motives –
Just a clear gift with no additives.

If I’ll be a glass of water,
Would you drink me?

Would you allow me to dance across your tongue to bring life to it,
And teach it how to speak the language of my love?

Would you allow me to trickle down your throat,
And give you the urge to speak words you are too afraid to say?

Would you allow me to cool
your temperature –
Hot from the yearning in Love’s desert?

My love,
If I’ll be a glass of water,
Would you drink me?


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तेरे चेहरे की तारीफ़ है!

तेरे चेहरे की क्या तारीफ़ है हर चीज़ इसकी बड़ी बारीक है,
होठों पर बिखरी ये मुस्कान है करतीं ये लाखों का नुकसान है,
नाक के ऊपर कजरारी आँखें है जो सबको उलझाती हैं।

पर जनाब,
ये चेहरा तो सिर्फ नकाब है ये तो मासूमो को फ़साने का जाल है,
कई लोगों को इस चेहरे के न मिलने का मलाल है,
हर कोई इस चेहरे का दीवाना है सभी को इस चेहरे को पाना है।

इस नकाब जैसे चेहरे में बड़ी जादूगरी है धोकेबाज़ी इसमें भरी पड़ी है,
जनाब बच के रहना इस धोकेबाज़ चेहरे से इसमें मासूमियत बड़ी है ,
फिर भी, तेरे चेहरे की क्या तारीफ़ है हर चीज़ इसकी बड़ी बारीक है !!


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Feelings, oh feelings!

Because i shifted myself over you,
You hurt me with your careless insults.
They cut through me like a knife,
But blood doesn’t comes out,
So that it cured by expert surgeon.

Like nails were driven into my heart and soul,
So I went to live in the woods,
To make it easier for me to forget
the hurt,
And all the things you have done and said.

You’ve done me wrong by killing myself,
I play the records you’ve engraved into my mind,
Over and over again every day,every hours,every minutes,every seconds,to ever nano……micro……

So I went to live in a world
far away from danger, from harm,
from you and people like you.

Feelings, oh feelings!
Who can escape your presence?
Who can pretend as if you never have to be dealt with?

Who can be so foolish to think,
That one can go on the run,
Without carrying you in the heart,
Until one dares to search,
For the place where you were conceived to hide?


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ऐहसास

मैं लिखता हूँ,
कागज और कलम से प्यार करता हूँ,
भूख – प्यास के साथ तकरार करता हूँ,
हर पल तेरी मौजूदगी का एहसास करता हूँ,
बेरूखी हवाओं में भी तेरी रूह से ऐतवार करता हूँ,
बेमौसम की तनहाई में खुद से बात करता हूँ,
रात – दिन तेरी यादों के साथ फरियाद करता हूँ,
कयामत से पहले तेरे आने का बेसब्री से इंतजार करता हूँ,
इसलिए मुझे अकेला और निकमा मत समझना,
क्योंकि मैं तुमसे प्यार करता हूँ।

लिखती हूँ मैं,
तेरे इजहार का इंतजार करती हूँ,
क्यूं जाने तुझमें हर रोज अपनी तलाश करती हूँ,
मिलने का तुमसे दिन – रात आस रखती हूँ,
तस्वीर तेरी अपने पास रखती हूँ,
एक मुस्कान के लिए तेरी में इतनी बार हार सकती हूँ,
तेरी हर बुरी आदत से लगाव रखती हूँ,
इसलिए मुझे अकेली और निक्कमी मत समझना,
क्योंकि मैं तुमसे प्यार करती हूँ।


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Theories

An apple amazed Newton,
Gave him a theory.

So be the story,
I wonder what is our story?
Was there a pull that made us fall?
Or did we fall because we were pulled in,
Too fast or too random,
Too fated or mere coincidence.

Staring at an apple,
Red and ripe,
Plucked and ready,
I wonder can a fruit define a theory,
As read in history.

Everything has a theory,
Then searching for our’s,
Were we making history?
Are we theories of love?
Conceived out of a force,
Called gravity;
Or pulled by a romantic delusion,
Termed Destiny.

(If anyone has term to the theory which I’m searching, then please let me know.)


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पर अब, तुमसे प्यार नहीं है

नींद तो अब भी नहीं आती,
भुख तो अब भी नहीं लगती,
दिल और दिमाग की लड़ाई तो अब भी होती है,
पर अब, तुमसे प्यार नहीं है।

तेरे नाम पे आज भी चुप हो जाता हूँ,
आज भी बोलते- बोलते लड़खड़ा जाता हूँ,
कभी- कभी ही सही, पर तुम्हें याद तो आज भी कर लेता हूँ,
पर आज, तुमसे प्यार नहीं है।

आज भी तेरी गलियों से, हूँ मैं गुजरता,
डर आज भी, मुझे है उतना ही लगता,
मुस्कुरा लेता हूं आज भी, तेरी हरकतें याद करके,
पर कसम से, अब तुमसे प्यार नहीं है।

लिखता तो तुम्हें आज भी हूँ,
तेरा जिक्र मेरे सामने आज भी होता है,
तेरे नाम से, आज भी लाली छा जाती है चेहरे पे,
पर कतई , आज तुमसे प्यार नहीं है।

आज भी आईने के सामने सजता हूँ,
हवाओं के अलग होने का आज भी एहसास करता हूँ,
इश्क में आज भी निलाम होता हूँ,
वो भी सरे आम होता हूँ,
पर सच मे, आज तुमसे प्यार नहीं है।

तेरे नाम से मुझे चिढ़ाती आज भी तेरी सहेलियाँ है,
आज भी मेरा सिगरेट और शराब से बैर ही है,
मेरा इश्क आज भी मुफ्त का बाजार ही है,
पर दिल से, अब तुमसे, प्यार नहीं है।


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Again

It seemed again i was to be in relationship,
Again i lost my appetite,
Again i had no care about my time,
Again i started caring for someone,
Again her name swapped away all the expressions from my face,
Again she made a lot of sense for me,
Again she welcomed me to her new world,
Again a new number came to my phone,
Again full night chatting with someone,
Again she gave me a new headache,
Again….again….and….again….she attracted me towards herself.

This time i went for her well armed,
But again she rejected me,
And gave me the address of my failure.

Again there was plan to make me hurted,
Only difference, this time i didn’t get hurt again.


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लेकिन अब भी बाकी है

लिखा है अकेले अबतक , अब तुम्हारे साथ लिखना बाकी है।
लिखे है मैंने पन्ने कई, लेकिन तुम्हारे बारे में लिखना बाकी है।
लिखा है तुम्हारी आँखों के बारे में, लेकिन उसकी नशीली अदाओं के बारे में लिखना बाकी है।
लिखा है तुम्हारे होंठो के बारे में, लेकिन उसकी मदहोशी के बारे में लिखना बाकी है।
लिखा करता हूं तुम्हारी बातो के बारे में, लेकिन तुम्हारे बारे में तो लिखना बाकी है।
लिखे है तुम्हारी खुबसूरती पर, लेकिन उसे खुबसूरती के साथ लिखना बाकी है।
लिखे होंगे तुम पर किस्से कई, लेकिन तुम्हारे बारे मे किस्से लिखना अब भी बाकी है।
तुम्हारे लिए कई मन्नतें मांगी, लेकिन तुम्हें किसी मन्नत मे मांगना अब भी बाकी हैं।
किताबें कई सारी पढी है मेने, लेकिन तुम्हारे चेहरे को पढ़ना अब भी बाकी है।
तुम्हारे लिए बहुत कविताऐं लिखी, लेकिन तुम पर कविता लिखना अब भी बाकी है।।


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सर्कस निर्णय का

जीवन की डोर दूसरो को थामने का अवसर न दें।
अपने जीवन को अपने तरीके से अौर अपने लिए जिये ना कि दूसरो के लिए।

सर्कस और नेशनल पार्क में क्‍या अंतर है! जो दोनों जगह गए हैं, वही असली बात बयां कर सकते हैं। जो नहीं गए, वह दूसरों के अनुभव के आधार पर कहानी कह सकते हैं, लेकिन वन्‍यप्राणियों की मानसिकता, आजादी, व्‍यवहार के बारे में कुछ कह पाना मुश्किल है।

सर्कस में जानवर प्रशिक्षित हैं। उन्‍हें काम के बदले भोजन मिलता है। इस तरह उनका ‘करियर’ सुरक्षित है।

वहा उन्हें शिकारी से भय नहीं, खतरनाक मनुष्‍यों और जानवरों का डर नहीं। दूसरीे अौर नेशनल पार्क के वन्‍यप्राणी हैं। खतरा, चुनौती हर कदम पर। भोजन के लिए खुद ही जतन करने हैं। इसके बाद भी क्‍या कोई वन्‍यप्राणी इच्‍छा से सर्कस चुनेगा? विचार अलग-अलग हो सकते हैं, लेकिन इस बारे में शायद ही असहमति हो कि जीवन का सुख कहां अधिक सुरक्षित है।

जाने-अनजाने हम नेशनल पार्क की आजादी की जगह ‘सर्कस’ वाला जीवन जी रहे हैं। दूसरों के वादे, रहम पर जिंदगी में शांति, सुकून तलाश रहे हैं।

मेरे दोस्त पतंग का मालिक डोर खरीदने वाला नहीं, उड़ाने वाला होता है। इसलिए अपने जीवन की डोर दूसरे को थामने का अवसर न दें। अपनी सोच-समझ से खुद फैसले लीजिए। वह गलत हो सकते हैं, तो होने दीजिए, क्‍योंकि अंत उन्‍हें अपना कहने का सुख तो होगा!

निर्णय लेने की क्षमता दूसरे के पास गिरवी मत रखिए। जीवन की सबसे खूबसूरत चीज का मोल जब तक आप नहीं समझेंगे, हीरे भी चांदी के भाव दूसरों को थमाते रहेगे।

सोचन-समझने की शक्ति, निर्णय लेने की क्षमता प्रकृति का मनुष्‍य को सबसे बड़ा वरदान है। लेकिन यांत्रिक, संवेदनशून्‍य शिक्षा और यथास्थितिवादी समझ ने हमें वैज्ञानिक नजरिए से वंचित कर दिया है।

निर्णय लेने का अधिकार मनुष्‍य होने का सबसे खूबसूरत अहसास है। हम क्‍या हो सकते हैं, इसकी पहली सीढ़ी तो हमारा निर्णय है। लेकिन अक्‍सर हम खास अवसर पर निर्णय लेने से हिचकते ही नहीं, बल्कि भागते रहते हैं।

मिसाल के लिए भारत में बच्‍चे क्‍या पढ़ें, कहां पढ़ें जैसे निर्णय खुद नहीं लेते। शादी, बच्‍चे की परवरिश और करियर जैसे निर्णय के लिए हम दूसरों को फॉलो करते हैं। जिंदगी के सबसे अहम पड़ाव के लिए हमेशा दूसरों की ओर देखते रहते हैं । यह तीन चीजें हमारी सोच, समझ और निर्णय लेने की क्षमता का सबसे सरल, सामान्‍य उदाहरण है।

हममें से कितने लोग हैं, जो इन तीनों के दौरान वैज्ञानिक दृष्टिकोण अपनाते हैं! भारत में शादियों के दौरान वर पक्ष का व्‍यवहार अभी भी शालीन, सभ्‍य कहे जाना तो दूर, सामान्‍य के निकट भी नहीं है। क्‍योंकि हमने लड़़के और लड़‍की के बीच अंतर को मन से दूर नहीं किया है। ऐसा भी नहीं कि हम इस दिशा में आगे नहीं बढ़े, लेकिन हमें अभी बहुत दूर जाना है। परिवार में लड़कियों की शिक्षा में तो बाधाएं अब कम आ रही हैं, लेकिन शिक्षा के बाद उनके करियर और शादी के सवाल पर हमारा रवैया ‘सर्कस’ वाला ही है।

हम लड़कियों पर अब भी शासन करने वाले समाज के रूप में ही पहचाने जा रहे हैं। बच्‍चों, महिलाओं के साथ होने वाले व्‍यवहार पर हमारी प्रतिक्रि‍या इसका सबसे प्रबल प्रमाण है।

बच्‍चे क्‍या पढ़ें, कौन सा रास्‍ता चुनें, यह हमारे समाज का सर्कस से प्रेम दिखाने वाला दूसरा काम है। हम बच्‍चों को पालते तो नेशनल पार्क वाली फीलिंग से हैं, लेकिन हमारा आचरण हमेशा सर्कस वाला होता है। हम बच्‍चों पर इस हद तक नियंत्रण चाहते हैं कि यह कामना हमें मनोरोगी बनने की ओर धकेल रही है।

हम चाहते क्या हैं यह हमें भी ठीक से नहीं पता होता है। बच्‍चों में अपनी कामयाबी की खोज, अपनी हसरत पूरी करने की चाह हमें ऐसी ही सनक की ओर ले जाती है। हम निरंतर ऐसा किए जा रहे हैं, क्‍योंकि हमें ऐसा ही करने की ट्रेनिंग मिली है। ऐसा ही करने के लिए हम प्रशिक्षित किए गए हैं।

आखिर में करियर, नौकरी। यहां भी हमारा व्‍यवहार अपने निर्णय खुद करने की जगह दूसरों के हिसाब से चलने वाला है। हम जब तक बादल देखकर मौसम की चाल समझने की कोशिश नहीं करेंगे, रेनकोट बनाने वाली कंपनियां हमें गर्मियों में भी रेनकोट बेचती रहेगी।

मेरे कहने का तात्पर्य यह नहीं है की जो हमारे फैसले लेते है वो हमारे बारे में गलत सोचते हैं, हमारा अहित चाहते हैं। हमें उनकी बातों को बरे ध्यान से सुनना और समछना चाहिए। अौर हमें उसे सलाह के तौर पर लेना चाहिए ना कि आज्ञा के तौर पर।

करियर के मामले में भी सजग और भविष्‍यवादी दृष्टि का विकास होना जरूरी है। सबका सम्‍मान करिए, सबके साथ रहिए, लेकिन हमेशा निर्णय अपना करिए।
अब अपना निर्णय करने का वास्तविक अर्थ यह नही है की आप दूसरों पे विश्वास करना छोर दे, क्योंकि कुछ लोग होते हैं आप के जीवन में जो आप का भला सोचते है परन्तु किसी भी प्रकार से इसका यह मतलब नहीं कि आप अपनी राय, पसंद, समझ का उपयोग करना ही छोड़ दे। क्‍योंकि जीवन एक और सपने अनंत हैं। ‘सर्कस’ में शेर भी रिंग मास्‍टर के हंटर की फटकार पर नाचते हैं। इसलिए, समझिए क‍ि जिंदगी ‘सर्कस’ नहीं है और आप मनुष्‍य हैं ना कि कोई वणप्राणी…


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There is always a ‘but’

I type, type and keep on typing. Without wasting a second even for comma while typing.
I write all I want to tell you.
I write all I want you to know.
My fingers and feelings synchronised.
Full stop.

I am ready to click ‘send’.
But, I stop.
I erase all the words.
I won’t be able to do it.
A wave of feelings rise in my heart.
It is a strange fresh feeling.
Something I have never felt before.
Something I never felt for anyone but this for you.
I don’t understand.

Why?
Why it’s with me?
Why I feel this way?
Why this for you?
And lots of why with bla…bla…bla?

Whenever I hear anyone talking of you,
Telling how close you are with them,
I feel jealous.
I burn in the fire of jealousy.
I am affected by you, the way I am affected by no one else.

I want to show my pride,
I want to proof that I too have an ego.
I want to see, how long will you take to call me back.
To text me, to converse with me.

But I can’t bear it.
The pull of my patience breaks
And I submit myself.

I don’t want to feel this way.
I don’t want to feel rejected when you ignore me.
I don’t give a blame to anyone.
But it hurts when you don’t give even a look to me.
I don’t want to, but…
There is always a ‘but’.


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Meri Aadate

Maine uss gali mai jaana chhod diya
Jis se teri buu aati hai.

Mai ne unn rato se bair krr liya
Jo teri yaad dilati hai.

Maine khud se milna chhod dya,
Kyuki wo tumhara hua krta tha.

Mai ne saaas lena bhi chor diya
Sayad wo hawa tujhe Chuu ke guzri ho.

Maine Sona chor diya,
Taki tere sapne na wapas aaye.

Mai nafrat ke saath rehna sikh gya,
Kuki pyaar teri sakal ki yaad dilata hai.

Maine dosti krna chhod diya,
Taaki fir ehsaas na ho jaye ki tubhi kabhi meri dost thi.


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Incomplete Story

“I LIKE YOU.…….”

What it means to someone?

Is it simple or complex?

Can it change someone’s life?

Yes, let’s see how it affects…..

This was the line which horribly changed the life of Kishlay .

Can you believe?

How alphabetically few loose words can directly hamper someone’s life?

These few words brought Tsunami in the life of Kishlay.

It is truly said ,”Any sentence which starts with “I” and ends with “you” is dangerous in all meaningful way“.

I just forgot to introduce Kishlay to you.

He was 18 years old boy with short height, introvert behaviour , not much fair by look , combed hair , well – dressed, had amazing level of sense of humour with interesting personality and weak English. The most interesting thing was that he hated all those people who were fans of Salman Khan.

Kishlay was not a great scholar in his field but he was as best as he could be.
The story started when Kishlay got admission in college with an impressive marks on the desk.

On first day of college, .i.e; the action day;

He came to college with many questions in his little mind.

Who will be my friend? How will others treat me?

This – that…. And many more.
He entered the classroom and took a seat on 4th bench along a student.
After few exchange of words, he got to know that his partner’s name was “Sumit.”
There were about 30 students out of which 14 were girls and the rest were boys.
During 2nd lecture, his eyes unwillingly lost his attention to the smile of a beautiful creation . But he took the gesture calmly and re-focused on his attention on the words chattered by the professor.
Again and again, he was loosing his concentration as his eyes involuntarily moved towards that creation.
He thought it was natural, ” when your eyes look over something attractive, your attention unwillingly seek towards it.”
But the destiny wanted something more.
This diversion of eyes were becoming a habit and Kishlay never bothered to acknowledge it.
Environmental services helped him very positively.
After a week, during break time the weather had a pleasant surprise for them. Raindrops started falling from the heart of clouds for both of them and co- incidently both found themselves on the ground.
She….. let’s introduce her with you all –
She was one of the most gorgeous face with a million dollar smile. She was overloaded with the cuteness and one of the hottest personality in the entire campus. She had a fair complexion with short hair complimenting her beauty. Her eyes, lips , cheeks , posture, figure and everything was perfect and attractive. She had an alluring personality with loving and helpful nature. In a nutshell, we can say she was a complete package with (100+100%) cashback combo offer.
Both trapped in the beauty of monsoon, Disha (name of the girl started) was enjoying the gift but Kishlay rejected the offer as he didn’t really like rain .
This time , Kishlay acted sensibly, held Disha’s hand and moved away from the ground like a rocket, who just took off. But he slipped just after few steps and within seconds, his rocket crashed. In the process, he drew a huge rediculous smile for himself. Disha composed herself and helped him to get out from this situation very humbly. The unplanned situation left both the people, shocked and surprised .
Kishlay was shocked because for the first time in his life, he thought about a girl and in favour, she helped him. Disha was surprised as this boy never initiated conversation with her but this time held her hand that too, without permission and took her on an unsuccessful rocket run.
After the incident both acquainted with each other. On the same day, Kishlay sent the request to Disha as well as few other students on social media to avoid possible doubts. Two days later, she accepted his request.
Both appeared as good friends.

During the last period the result of 1st internal test were announced. Kishlay got 2nd position in his class. This helped in making of a strong bonding between the two.
Even now, Kishlay was unaware of the situation.
In college, Disha was humble but on social media she took all the time of the world for even a single reply. This attitude made no sense for Kishlay but he thought her being busy and tried to be online everytime so he could reply her quickly.

He usually asked her few random illogical questions, but Disha never showed any interest.
Kishlay was hurt because Disha was confusing the hell out of him by her dual faced personality. She was a different person in college and an opposite one at social media.
Gradually, the rumour that Kishlay likes Disha broadcasted in the class.
Everyone started mocking Kishlay to get entertainment out of the situation.
Now it was becoming terrible for him to talk or spent some quality time with her. The way she talked to him, the way she saw him , the way she passed smiles to him, confused him because that were not as usual or normal gestures.
Finally, he gathered some courage and said , “I LIKE YOU….”
She very politely said, “Listen Kishlay, I’m your best friend and I’ll be your best friend, nothing more than that. So, never hope for some favour in this field “.
He was hurt but the word “Friend” acted like new life. He was happy that their friendship would not be hampered by this confession.
But, there was a great U-turn waiting for them just a step ahead.
He used to mesmerize her in his dreams, imagination, conversations with friends, and for many more things. The rest was fulfilled by his friends who denoted Disha as “BHABHI”.

He used to check her last seen, her profile, scrolled gallery full of her pics , waited for her message and call. But he never dared to tag her on social media. He was too complicated with himself.

Unfortunately, Disha encountered an accident and Kishlay was standing helpless on the other side of road.
The shock was evident on Kishlay’s face. He took her to the nearest hospital as quickly as he possible. Doctor admitted her and told him to inform her parents. He informed them and sat beside her.
How did this happen was a suspense. The rate at which Disha was bleeding, Kishlay was horribly angry as he lost his control over the hospital satff.
After gaining consciousness and seeing this all, Disha realized the depth of his emotions. She tried to hold herself up to talk to him, so that, he could compose himself. But she failed due to weakness. She got a fracture.
Her pain fueled Kishlay and he started shouting loudly.This melted heart of Disha and she beckoned towards him to show her affection. They were having a romantic eye-contact and suddenly, she tried to Kiss him. Both were about to relish the soft touch of their lips when Disha’s Parents barged in through the door and saw witnessed their closeness. They felt embarrassed and called the doctor. The staff was instructed to handle Disha and Kishlay was asked to get out of the hospital. No one listened even a single word and was ordered not to contact her ever.
After that day, he never met her and never got hold of her. He tried many times but all went in vain.

Now, he is surviving by recalling the good memories, he captured with her .
Where she went, he doesn’t know?
He can only mesmerize her in his thoughts.
Every story doesn’t need to be completed.


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Actually i don’t know!

Do you know the difference between us?

Actually i don’t know!

I told you I loved you but you thought I was lying ,
And you told me how you loved me ,
But I knew you were faking.
Funny how we both loved each,
Without thinking which lie tells the truth, And which truth tells a lie.
For me you are like tear ,
So I would never dare to cry,
As I might lose you!!
But again this time you thought I’m making fun of you.
Can you see the words between my lines?
They are for you and only you.
But again you took it as your complaints.
God knows i always did the best I could do, for you,
I always tried to stand up to your expectations.
Then why do you think I never tried?


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Have you ever felt such sudden feeling?

Have you ever felt such sudden feeling which regulates your other feelings?
Have you ever felt that sudden flow of love?
where everything happens so quickly and unexpectedly,
where everything that you have kept inside for so long start coming out,
where everything that has been hindering you from not falling for them all of a sudden help you to feel,
where you try so hard not to think of them but actually end up doing the opposite of it,
where everything in your life is so messed up but you still feel contented,
where they not only occupy your days and nights but also dreams,
where their touch give you comfort and security,
where your days seem incomplete without them,
where a single look of her change your mood,
where your whole life bustled with love,
where you admire them the most that you want to emulate their virtues,
where they and their presence embellish your life just like stars in the sky,
where you feel alive and happy,
where you wonder what the aftermath of not being around them woud be,
where love is not cliche, it’s a feeling.
Have you ever been so much in love?
Have you ever felt this sudden feeling?


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Best i could do

I sent a truck full of kisses,
To her house best I could do ,
As my lips too weak to produce a mountain😆.
And when i see her smiling ,
I don’t know which one of us is happier.
I don’t know what to read next,
I don’t know what to write next,
But I’m writing, don’t know why?
As I’m still learning the process of understanding what love is.
As i got it there’s no such thing ,
As that of perfect girl or true love,
Because it’s a mirage, it’s a cheat!
You either die a hero or you live long enough,
To see yourself become the villain of your own story.

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असफल या फिर सफल ?

मोबाइल, फेसबुक और अखबार उन बच्‍चों से भरे हैं, जिन्‍होंने दसवीं/बारहवीं में शानदार प्रदर्शन किया. बधाई ऐसे बच्‍चों के गले का हार बन गई है. मिसाल के लिए हमेशा घर की खिड़की से बाहर झांकते समाज में बच्‍चों की यह कामयाबी जितना उनका भला नहीं करती उससे कहीं अधिक उनका नुकसान करती है.
सफल बच्‍चा उस बच्‍चे से कैसे बेहतर हो सकता है, जो तय समय में रटी/समझी चीजें ठीक से नहीं लिख पाया.
यह समझ पाना बहुत मुश्किल है कि कैसे एक कम नंबर पाने वाले बच्‍चे को उस बच्‍चे से कमज़ोर कहा जा सकता है, जिसके नंबर उस बच्‍चे से अधिक आए हैं. बात केवल भारत की नहीं है, दुनिया के तमाम बड़े देश इस बात की गवाही देते हैं कि वहां के इतिहास, विज्ञान, शोध, राजनीति, कला, सिनेमा में जितना योगदान कम नंबर लाने वालों का है, उतना दूसरे किसी का नहीं है.
नोबल पाने वालों की सूची इस बात का दूसरा सबसे बड़ा प्रमाण है कि बच्‍चे केवल स्‍कूल में फेल होते हैं. समस्‍या स्‍कूल की परीक्षा प्रणाली में है, उन बच्‍चों में नहीं, जो वहां कथित रूप से कमज़ोर घोषित किए जाते हैं. यह पोस्‍ट उनके लिए नहीं है, जिनके नंबर बहुत अच्‍छे आए. उनके लिए तो समाज बाहें फैलाए बैठा है. यह उनके लिए है, जिनकी नजरें, कंधे झुके हैं. जो खुद को हारा, टूटा महसूस कर रहे हैं.

मैंने कही किसी मैगज़ीन में कितनी खूबसूरत बात पढ़ी है,

‘CBSE का रिजल्ट आया. कई लोगों ने टॉप किया और बहुत से बच्चों के आशा से कम नंबर आए. जिनके नंबर कम आए, उम्मीद मुझे उन्हीं से है, क्योंकि पिछले 70 साल में टॉपर्स ने देश के लिए क्या किया, इसके बारे में किसी को कुछ नहीं पता. हां, टॉपर्स ने अपने लिए बहुत कुछ किया, यह मैं बखूबी जानता हूं. इसलिए जिनके कम नंबर आए, उन्हें बहुत बधाई. देश और समाज को उनसे बहुत आशाएं हैं.’

इस बात को थ्‍योरी मत समझिए. न ही इसे ऐसे देखा जाना चाहिए कि अरे इन बातों से कुछ नहीं होता. जिंदगी की दौड़ बड़ी क्रूर है. जानलेवा प्रतिस्‍पर्धा में बच्‍चा कैसे टिकेगा. असल में ऐसा कहते ही हम मनुष्‍य और मनुष्‍यता दोनों पर संदेह के घोड़े दौड़ा देते हैं. दसवीं और बारहवीं की परीक्षा असल में कोई मील का पत्‍थर नहीं है. यह हमारे पुराने, सड़ गल चुके सिस्‍टम की कमी है कि उसे अब तक बच्‍चों की प्रतिभा को सामने लाने का कोई दूसरा तरीका नहीं मिला है.
इसलिए सरकार, समाज और स्‍कूल अपनी पुरानी हो चुकी सोच को बदल नहीं पा रही हैं. हम दुनिया के उन देशों की ओर नहीं देख रहे हैं, जो आज भी बच्‍चे को सात साल के बाद स्‍कूल भेजने के नियम पर कायम हैं. हम उन अमेरिकन कॉलेजों के बारे में आंख-कान बंद किए हैं, जहां सबसे अधिक समय इस बात पर दिया जाता है कि आपकी रुचि क्‍या है. बेकार की चीजों में समय मत लगाइए, खुद को समझिए.
अंग्रेजों को कितना ही कोसते रहिए कि वह आपको क्‍लर्क बना गए. लेकिन उनको गए तो जमाना बीत गया. पीढ़ियां आईं और चली गईं, लेकिन स्‍कूल वैसे ही रहे. शिक्षा की रेल उसी पटरी पर दौड़ी जो अंग्रेज बिछा गए थे. हमने अपने टैगोर की विश्‍व भारती वाला रास्‍ता नहीं चुना. हमने शिक्षा के बारे में गांधी, बुद्ध और आइंस्‍टाइन की बातें नहीं सुनी. हम बच्‍चों को ढांचा बनाने में लग गए.
आप गमलों में पौधे उगाकर पर्यावरण को नहीं बचा सकते. उसके लिए जंगल चाहिए. ठीक इसी तरह नई, वैज्ञानिक सोच-समझ वाले नजरिए वाला देश बड़ों से नहीं बनेगा. उसका बीज बच्‍चों से तैयार होगा. इसलिए बच्‍चों को मार्कशीट के आधार पर तौलना बंद करना होगा. यह अपने ही खिलाफ किया जा रहा सबसे बड़ा अपराध है.
इसलिए, अपने उन बच्‍चों को जो आज नंबर की होड़ में पिछड़कर आत्‍महत्‍या तक को निकल रहे हैं, संभालिए. समझाइए कि स्‍कूल दुनिया से मिलने का रास्‍ता तो दूर, पगडंडी तक नहीं हैं. हमेशा याद रखिए और दूसरों से साझा करिए,

बच्‍चा असफल नहीं होता, असफल स्‍कूल होता है. बच्‍चे हमेशा मंजिल तक पहुंचते हैं, बशर्ते हम उनको बता सकें कि जाना कहां है.’

और यह हमारा और हमारे समाज का ही काम है, बच्‍चों का नहीं.

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Par Aaj

Bachpan mai aksar ek sawal guzar jaya karta tha,
Har 2-4 dino pe, har hafte ya phir mahine,
Par guzar ke jarur jaya karta tha,
Aakhir Bade hoke kya ban na hai??

Kabhi josh sai keh deta tha doctor,
To kabhi Engineer ,pilot , ya phir police,
Jawab hamesha badalta pur tayar rehta tha,
Ki aakhir bade hoke kya ban na hai.

Par aaj sache mayne mai kuch tamanaa jagi hai,
To khud pe hasi aa rahi hai,
Kuki mujhe bade hoke ab phir sai bacha ban na hai……..

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Dar lagta hai

Nazdikiya itni hai ki, duriyo se dar lagta hai,

Ankho me ghehraiya itni hai , Ki doobne ka man karta hai,

Bahe failaye khade hai , kisi k aagman k liye, ye dil beshbar lgta hai,

Wo aati hii hogi , bs koi rasta na rok le, isi baat ka dar lgta hai,

Uski addao se nahi , uske masoomiyat se dar lagta hai,

Intazaar to bahoto ko hai uska ,magar beshabar ye dil hi lgta hai,

Chalo intazaar thora aur hi sahi,

Aaj nahi to kal, kal nahi to parso , parso nahi to barso,

Muh chupa kar hi sahi , magar ana to padega use jarur,

Khone ka to dar hi nahi ab use , panne me dar lagta hai.

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Do you know that feeling?

Do you know that feeling?

That feeling when you see someone for the first time and you just know. You just know that this person is going to be very important to you.

That’s how it was with you. The minute that you walked in and I laid my eyes on you, I knew. I knew that you were going to end up meaning a lot more to me than I wanted you to.

I knew that you were probably going to ruin me and I was going to let you.

I knew that I would end up falling in love with you.

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Maana ki wo meri Chahat thi

Maana ki wo meri chahat thi,
Par wo anjani thi…..

Arr anjano se hum pyar krte hai,
Katai ishq nahi.

Maana ki wo meri chahat thi,
Par wo anjani thi….

Anjane aate hai arr chale jaate hai,
Buss khwab si hakikat chor jaate hai.

Maana ki wo meri chahat thi,
Par wo anjani thi……

Dil mai uffan jug jati hai,
Fir khayal ata hai ki wo anjani thi.

Maana ki wo meri chahat thi,
Par wo anjannni thi……

Munn mai salinta si chaati hai,
Pur anjnabi khwab neend le jaati hai.

Maana ki wo meri chahat yhi,
Par wo anjanni thi…..

Wo deti hai aksar dastak mere armano pe,
Par kya kre….wo anjaani thi,
Maana ki wo meri chhahat thi.

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Memories

Once while opening box of memories,
I found thousands of stories,
None was so touching, except one
Placed at the bottom of my heart.

The olden days, the golden place,
At your place, I learnt my English phrase,
You are the one who showed me world,
While others taught the rules for fighting world

Looking at you , I found a lot of flaws in me
That flaws won’t let me flee.

Its been days i have left the place(school)
But you are the reason i can fly to many a place ,
Many a time memory covers like moving cloud ,
But these memory heels my pain like a loud

And since now I am writting this,
These memories won’t stop me from crying
If my mother taught me walking,
You showed me the path for moving in life
And to shines like a star .

And NOW
One thing I have in my mind
In life, dont know when I would see you next time,
I would make sure you shall be the reason for my shine,
But why i don’t know,
I loves to hate you with all my ……..

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IF

If U r wind……..
Then i’m the tree…..
Whatever U say……I’ll shake my head.

If U r tree…….
Then i’m the wind…..
Whatever U say……….I’ll shake my head.

If U r rain………
Then i’m the earth…….
Whenever U fall……. I’ll hold U.

If U r night…….
Then i’m the star……
Till U exist……… I’ll also exist.

If U r wind……..
Then i’m the tree…..
Whatever U say……I’ll shake my head.

If U r wave………..
Then i’m the shore………..
Even you hit me……… I’ll bear it.

If U r body………..
Then i’m the shadow………..
U don’t have to fall…… I’ll fall for U.

If U r twig………
Then i’m the leaf…………
Till i’m stuck to U……….I’ll alive.

If U r eye……….
Then i’m the eyelid…………
Till i unite with U…….. I’ll tremble.

If U r breathe…………
Then i’m the body………..
I’ll allow only U ………to emphasize my life.

If U r wind……..
Then i’m the tree………
Whatever U say……….I’ll shake my head.

If U r sky………..
Then i’m the blue colour…………
I’m mixed with U………so we’ll exist together.

If U r thought ………
Then i’m the speech…………
Only when U say…….. I’ll revealed.

If U r sunshine……….
Then i’m the cuckoo…………
Seeing Ur arrival day……do i sing?

If U r garment……….
Then i’m the body…………
When U sleep……… I’ll wear u.

If U r morning……….
Then i’m the first sun ray………….
Always …………i stay only resting on U.

If U r samosa………
Then i’m the chutny………..
As our combo………spice up my life.

If U r wind……..
Then i’m the tree…..
Whatever U say……I’ll shake my head.

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