You Cry Alone

You Cry Alone

Our pain only become point of laughter for the others. It is better to gather your will power and stand at your own in any situation of your life. This poem is just expression of this feeling. Hope you will like reading it. 

When you cry, you cry alone,

Nobody to care, no one to mourn.

People are not bother about your pain,

what they need from you is profit and gain.

It is upon us how ourselves we maintain,

dependent on others or self contain.

Sorrows like happiness are part of life,

not let them grow to curtail & strife.

Live life to the fullest carefree without strain,

In the end it's your will and identity you have to retain.

A Story Yet Unwritten

A Story Yet Unwritten

As a human being each one of us is capable of telling a story but many of us didn't know the correct way to express it so some tales becomes private for our own hearts only. Sometimes it is better they remain that way with the person who have written it in his/her heart for the pain engulfed in it. Such stories are unwritten yet complete for his/her. This poem is reflecting that love story of an untold love.

Your glance has such an effect,

nomadic I became,

Like a story yet unwritten you connect,

difficult to overcome.

Despite having a clear view

of our lives together,

Still standing in queue

is my first love letter.

How to organize chapters of my life

and fill it with your presence,

What role you deserve? Friend, beloved or wife,

depends my life's essence.

Stuck in between from your silence,

the tale of our love,

Unable to gather my senses,

I am failing in love.

Words jumbled the day you left,

inked in heart forever,

Sweet little memories to bereft

yearning for you forever.

When pain increases you come again,

rewriting the incomplete fate.

Like a story yet unwritten to sustain

and make life complete. 

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Shayari - 7

शायरी - 7 (Couplets) 

The two Shers (couplet ) which I have shared in this post are written by Daag Dehelvi. Both the couplets are summarizing the pain of separation and detachment from his beloved. I have translated these couplets for those who didn't understand Urdu/Hindi but if you understands the original language of this shayari then observe how beautifully he used words Jaan and Jaana in the first one and Bedard and Dard in the second.

 ले चला जान मेरी रूठ के जाना तेरा,

ऐसे आने से तो बेहतर था न आना तेरा।

Le chala jaan meri rooth ke jana tera,

Aise aane se to behtar tha na aana tera.

My life your exit in anger was taking away my life,

It was better to omit your coming then going in such strife.

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रहा न दिल में वो बेदर्द और दर्द रहा,

मुक़ीम कौन हुआ है,मुक़ाम किसका था। 

Raha na dil mein wo bedard aur dard raha,

Mukeem kaun hua hai,Mukaam kiska tha.

Pain remained in heart and not that merciless,

See who has settled and whose destination it was.

The Woman On Platform Number Ten

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The Woman On Platform Number Ten

Still I remember the day when,

I met the woman on platform number 10.

Few years back,in the month of July,

I was at station waiting for my train,

Going to meet a client which on me rely,

It was twenty passed ten,when rain began,

The place was silent except sound of thunders,

Draped in white salwar-kameez with red border,

Came she grabbing attention of me and few vendors,

A mesmerising wet beauty of top order,

She came and sit beside me on bench,

Smiled,greeted and asked my name,

Sweet voice,her style in my heart made a love trench,

Sure was I that she was feeling the same,

First time I don't blame railways for delay.

At around midnight we took something to eat,

and in each other's arms quietly we lay,

A moment no other thing could beat.

But suddenly she stood as train approached and stopped,

Hugged and kissed a man stepped down from the train,

He was her husband! I was still and shocked,

time pass for her was I all emotions were fake and in vain.

Why she did this to me was still a mystery,
Perhaps feeling safe in my company on that deserted place,
Her trust was for me now misery,
Never after that I found her trace,

But it's difficult to forget the day when,

I met the woman on platform number 10.

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NAFRAT(HATE)

नफ़रत 

प्यार आपसे न मिला,ठोकर ही मैंने खाई है,

मोहब्बत हासिल न हुई तो नफ़रत ही अपनाई है।
You always pull me down against my liking of you,
When failed in getting your love,I earned hate of you.

नफ़रत को आपकी झोले में अपने भर लिया,

आपने जब छोड़ा उसको हमने ही तो घर दिया।
I have kept your hatred close to my heart,
When you leaved it,I gave it such comfort.

आसुओं से उसके  कदम धोए रोज़ हैं,

आहें जो उसने सुनी हैं आज उसपे बोझ है।
I have washed its foot with my tears,
My sighs are burden on it which it hears.

पास मेरे बैठकर वोह दर्द जो सुनता गया,

मेरा ही था और भी अपना वोह बनता गया।
As much it listened to my pain,
Its trust and regards what I gain.

नफ़रत जो हमने तेरी अपनाई है,

तो ही मोहब्बत की जगह सीने में तेरे आयी है।
When I have take away hatred from you,
that when love started to bloom in you.

आज तेरा प्यार जो औरों को है मिल रहा,

क्यूंकि नफ़रत का तेरा फूल कहीं और है खिल रहा।
Today,others are getting your Love's shower,
as it is with me,your hate filled flower

मुझको शिकवा तुझसे कभी भी था नहीं ,

 तेरी नफ़रत थी हर पल मेरे संग रही।

I never complained to you of your neglect,
Because I am getting from your hatred full respect.

आज भी जब ले रहा दिल ज़िन्दगी से विदाई है,

सोचता हूँ अच्छा रहा नफ़रत जो तेरी पाई है।
When today,I am leaving the world empty handed,
it feels good to have your hatred in abundant.

नफ़रत को तेरी आज मोहब्बत है हमसे हो गई,

तू मेरा न हुआ तो क्या, नफरत तो मेरी हो गई।

Your hate has started loving me,to me it only confine,
What if you are not mine,your hate is mine,your hate is mine.