क्या मुझसे मिलने आयी हो?

क्या मुझसे मिलने आयी हो? कह दो ना तुम,
एक बार के लिए ही सही,
बस कह दो कि तुम मुझसे मिलने आयी हो,
सच कहता हूं,
कोई और कारण रोक नहीं पाएगा मुझे,
तुमसे मिलने से,
बस तुम एक बार कह दो कि तुम मुझसे मिलने आयी हो।

सच कहता हूं,
अब मुझे फर्क नहीं पड़ता है कि तुम अकेले आयी हो,
या फिर किसी के साथ आयी हो,
बस कह दो कि मुझसे मिलने आयी हो।

शायद तुम्हें याद नहीं, पर उस दिन कि बातें जो अधूरी रह गई थी हमारे बीच वो अब भी बाकी है,
वो तुम्हारी रखी आधी चाय, उस दिन जो फ़ोन के चक्कर में तुमने छोड़ दी थी वो अब भी बाकी है,
वो तुम्हारा लुडो खेलना मेरे साथ और जीत जाने पर बरी मासुमियत से चिढ़ाना मुझे अब भी बाकी है,
वो मेरे साथ लड़ाई, वो खट्टी-मीठी नोक-झोंक ही सही पर वो सब अब भी बाकी है,
शायद तुम्हें याद नहीं पर वह तुम्हारी टूटी चप्पल सिलने के बाद अभी भी तुम्हारी राह देख रही है,
वो मेरी डायरी पे तुमने जो अधूरी चित्रकारी की थी वो भी पूरा होने के लिए तुम्हारे हाथों से बैचैन हो रही है,
वो उस दिन तुम्हारे साथ जब घूम रहा था तब तुम्हारा हाथ अपने हाथों में डालकर घूमना बाकी रह गया था वो अब भी बाकी है,
तुम्हे याद है कि नहीं पर तुम्हारे साथ मेरी कुछ बातें , कुछ सपने अधूरे रह गए वो अब भी बाकी है।

आज आई हो तो बस कह दो कि तुम वो बातें पूरी करने आयी हो जो कभी हमारे दरम्यान अधूरी रह गई थी,
या फिर वो अधूरी चाय के साथ बची सिसकियां पूरी करने आयी हो जो तुमने कभी अधूरा छोड़ा था,
बस एक बार कह दो कि तुम वो अधूरा लूडो का खेल जो पहले कभी हमने साथ खेला था उसे खत्म करने आयी हो,
या वो डायरी पे बनी अधूरी चित्रकारी जो तुम्हारा राह देख रही है उसे पूरा करने आयी हो,
नहीं तो मेरे साथ हाथों में हाथ डालकर एक हो के घूमने आई हो,
बस एक बार कह दो कि तुम मुझसे मिलने आयी हो,
झूठ ही सही बस एक बार कह दो कि तुम मुझसे मिलने आयी हो।

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Loving someone is difficult!

Its like hamering the heart,
Freezing of sensation,
Barking of mind and fighting with hooligan heart.

We love, and we expect to be loved back.
When we don’t get the much-expeected in bonding,
Out involvement gives us pain!

We care, we yearn, we wait,
We spend every second of our life,
Thinking about that one person whom we love.

But when we realize that this person whom we are so dedicated,
So committed is not at all thinking about us the entire day it gives us frustration.

But still we can’t stop loving,
The more we are ignored the more we love,
The more we invite pain.

Is loving someone is so difficult?
Or the only first love is difficult??
But always the difficult roads leads to beautiful destination!!!!

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I’m suffering through headache,
Or let me say my mind is the one going through the  pain.
The pain goes down through my heart, rips through my rib cages.
It just crushed my body all oviously…

The pain of having to think about you 24/7.
The pain of wondering what else thing are you doing.
The pain of having to think of how you act, look, and feel when you also go through pain.
The pain of how you look like when you wake up.
Are you flawless like the river.
The pain of having to think of the first thing you do when you wake up.

Only God knows.
I want to be with you in the morning, afternoon, and evening.
I want to know how a typical day with you feels like.
My medulla oblongata always has you in mind. This is not Science. It is love.
The love I have for you is so immense, distance can’t handle it.

Distance feels it’s so long and wide,
it thought love wouldn’t reach us.
But it got it all wrong.
Love got tighter than a tough coconut covers.
But still my head hurts. It aches or what so ever.

Don’t know whether to follow Doctor’s advice of taking DISPIRIN.
But the truth of the matter is…
I don’t want to stop thinking about you.
So I’m going to let the love headache persist.
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Having best birthday ever!!!

You’re a real sweetheart.
You’re a spoonful of sugar,
a drop of syrup and a dot of honey,
Have the sweetest birthday ever!!!!

This is a virtual hug and a kiss for your birthday, in the form of the lovely Poetry for you.
Here’s wishing that you get the warmest hugs and kisses from friends and family as you celebrate your birthday today.

I am gifting you a bag full of hugs and kisses on your birthday,
Not in the expectation for the something in return,
But to feel you the special my dear,
And the smile which comes on your face after going through this,
That’s my only expectation.

Every second, every minute, every hour, every day – these are the only times I think about you. 

Isn’t life ironic? I am celebrating the countdown towards death,

Of the same person without whom I would be unable to live life.

And not in last wishing you the same as others,
Having best birthday ever!!!

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But regardless of how quickly you left,

 or how much time we spent together,

 or whether your leaving was bad enough to be considered ‘heartbreak,’

 I’m glad you taught me what love isn’t. 

Because it helped me finding the love ,

which I expecting from you. 

Even though it hurt, but your leaving must

 led me again to the deadliest person .

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And the question I ask myself a lot is,
if I barely even knew you,
why did it hurt so badly when you left?
That’s why I don’t like remembering you, because every time I think of you,
Unwillingly my mind think of how you hurt me,

Can you change this??

What…….if yess,

Then please my dear provide me the treatment……

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I barely even knew you so when I remember you,
I shouldn’t be so sour.
I’m not one to harbor always positive feelings, but I think if there’s any positivity within me most of it is harbored with you.
And that’s the thing,
I even i don’t know  ,
because you came into my life with cyclon,
but the way you left still hurt.

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I barely even knew you,
so you really shouldn’t matter.
I shouldn’t do a double-take every time someone who looks like you sits across from me on the metro.
I shouldn’t be worrying about what will happen if I run into you when I visit a part of the colony I know you frequent.
Your existence shouldn’t concern me,
but for some reason I just really don’t like being reminded that you and I were once a thing.
Is it the right part for me or not,
Just confused……..!!!

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I barely even knew you,
so why is every memory of you and I together stained with regret?
Why can’t I just completely forget you?
How the hell do you find your way back in?
I wish I were more like those little ant traps you stick around the house.
The ants flock in only to find that what they’re attracted to is poison,
and then they take that poison back to where they came from,
their colony, and they never come back again. That’s really morbid,
but I really do wish I could just forget you ever happened.

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Pistol like "Heart"

The day started out like any other,
I was completely unaware about what was to happen,
I entered the room and looked around,
When I saw you,i felt my heart shudder.

Everyone else just melted away,
Until there was only you and me in the situation,
I could feel my heart beating in my chest,
For you were nothing like the rest.

I was too shy to move,
Im not kind of boy to dare at first meeting,
You were too special to notice,
Too precious to even try.

Next thing I knew you were standing,
You walk so graceful and easy,
Then you were talking to me,
Before I could speak,i’m playing cricket internally.

This all channaliesd me towards you,
After your peeping into my heart,
But my attitudal ego comes in between,
But i’m gets confiscated by your eyes,
And its like my pistol like heart filled ,
But by soft Feelings instead of rudeness.

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Is U Turn in Ur Breathe?

Ur breathe

My breathe
Ur life
My life.

Shining of sun
Glomming of moon
Cacaphony of sewage
Melody of waves.

Ur attitude seems to be tide,

Collapse you or me without ur excide.

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In the FOGG

You have my soul captured ,

I dungeoned your heart and mind utopically ,

This is rational and loved ,

It’s a prison i accepted ,

But not by you,
It’s not a love story ,

According to you,

But makes senses for me,

It’s a story of imprisoned notions ,

 It’s a sonnet where fantasies went wild only for me,

There was nothing that we were controlling ,

We’re under each other’s dominance ,

These are the pages never told ,

It’s a saga never been narrated ,

And will never be ,

Till the last wind blows. It’s all my feelings said . 

Her silence echoed to his beats

And making me horrible without any feats!!!!

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Your Smile

I love the way you are smiling,
Not because you are my Feeling,

When you are smiling,
Your lipsy lips start fluttering,

Your killer nose starts killing,
Your devining ear stops working for little time,

And what about your blommy cheeks?
Made me like bees hovering over the immune trigger,

Your hair plays such a beautiful job here,
Creates a fairy situation there,

Eyebrows came here like pitch-hitter,
And made century in 1st 5over,

Even your forehead works like gladiator,
And Seeks all attention without any approval,

And the involvement of your tongue,
WOW!!! fantastic…making me speechless,

The theming soft sounds,
Originated here,

Flowing and making air hotter than hotter,
And drawing all the Sense with that air,

It looks like all co-star show there involvement,
Making a movie full of romantic appreciation,

And the pinkish colour appears on ur face even without your permission,
Which appears like the senery of sunrise in the crack of dawn,

Sometimes the involvement of hands,
Completes the outlets of biosphere,

And a small innocence on your bluttery face,
Violates all the limitations of every theory,

At the last the smooth nictitation of your eyelids,
Can really give life to a dead body!!!!

And this all can’t be purchased even with million of dollars,
Because your Smile is more precious than the mines of gold,gol😍😘

This all creation makes you a fairy imagination,
And pleased me from deep core even in tensed situation!!!!


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