Rings of Smoke

Where shall the word be found, where will the word | Resound? Not here, there is not enough silence

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Posted on | October 28, 2007 | Comments Off

kabhi lagta hai,
main ek bedam raahi hoon,
dheeme,thake kadmon se zindagi ka peechha karta hua,
bojhil ehsaas ke tale daba ke armaanon ko,
main dekhta hoon zindagi ke nikharte rang,
aur kabhi thak ke baith jaata hoon main,
is ehsaas ke saath,
ki zindagi ab bahut aage nikal gayi hai…

udaas nigahon se dekhta hoon main,
mere saath chalti dhool ke saayon ko,
jinke aage chupe hain mere hamkadam,
saath chhor ke apni raah banate hue,
aur sapnon me main dekhta hoon bikharte sapne,
aur kabhi ye khayal aata hai..
humkadam zindagi ki tarah hote hain shayad,
behis,bekhayal,gair-

zindagi ki dhool me mil jaate hain ubharte hue jazbaat,
aur naummeed saayon ki ek sard duniya palkon ke neeche bas jaati hai,
dhuyen ki tarah failtee lakeeron my bante hain sawaal,
jo baar baar yehi poochte hai,
ki zindagi itni tanha kyon hai…

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