Wounded hope!
1 – Wounded hope!
Wings are withered
Hope is wounded
No affection left
Relation seems
Too heavy to carry
Feelings are null
What left is just
Void, void, void
Here, there
Everywhere
Shattered, fragile
And vulnerable
1 – Wounded hope!
Wings are withered
Hope is wounded
No affection left
Relation seems
Too heavy to carry
Feelings are null
What left is just
Void, void, void
Here, there
Everywhere
Shattered, fragile
And vulnerable
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Wo hausla mera
Haanf jaati hain
sunkar saansein meri
ki kai imaaratein chadhi thi seediyaan
anginat manzilon ko khojne […]
Kya banunga bade hokar ,
Sochta tha bachpan mein.
Kabhi police ki wardi mein,
Toh kabhi badey pardon par,
Dekhta tha khud ko
na jaane kitne rangon mein..Ab jo kaam main karta hun,
Kehata hun sab se badhiya hai,
Sach poocho toh yeh kewal,
2 paison ka ek […]
Wo bula leti hai,
Chaand ko zamee par …
Sitare bichha deti hai
apne aangan mein…
Katori mein bhar kar pyaar
Chammach se amrit pilatee hai…
Apni halki si phoonk se
bade se bada dard mitati hai…
Ishaaro par uske
nachate hain sher cheete
Raakshas bhi darte
Uski Chutkiyo se
Bhoot […]
When Joseph Ballad came to his senses, he found himself at the mouth of the repulsive East End. The mud-covered streets let out stale dampness, which then amalgamated with the lethargic air prevalent in the vicinity. It mixed […]
सड़क की चीखें..जब कानों को काटती नहीं..
तो एक अजीब सा कोलाहल
रेंगता है मन में…
तनाव ढीलता है
तो कमज़ोरी कसने लगती है
ऑक्सिजन की ओवर सप्लाइ
फेफड़ों को डसने लगती है…
ऐसा लगता है…
जैसे शहर मरने लगा है मुझ में..
पहाड़ों से उलझे तारों को देख […]
INT. THE DINING HALL. DAY.
KING LEAR springs off his chair and kicks the FOOL in his chest. The latter falls heavy on the floor with a groan. The former paces about him, his eyes trying to gnaw Fool’s flesh.
LEAR
You! Who […]