My little cute...

My little cute, Supu

You, the only alive Angel 

Who loved me unconditionally 

You never imposed 

Any burden and conditions

And didn't expected any returns   

You never hated me

For any misbehavior or

Any wrong doings

You didn’t scolded me

For any failures

And rejections

You never parted me

For my religion, color

And creeds

You never looked over

My face, lifestyle or

Any differences

You neither made my fun

Nor interfered or contributed

To my sufferings

You never have any problem

Whether I love somebody else

Or only you

You never knew

How cute you are, but I know

You are the cutest one

We both did’t knew that

Either I was your kid

Or you were mine

But only thing I know is

You are a purest soul

And am proud being a part of your life. 

P.S.-  Supu is a real kitten, who used to reside at my previous home, we left there one year earlier and i miss her a lot.

मै और वो ...

एक शाम सुहानी आई है

कुछ याद पुरानी लाई है 

एक कहानी आज सुनाती हू

कुछ बातें आज बताती हू 

मै बिना विचारे बोलती थी 

वो सुन के सोचा करता था 

मै गीत पुराने गाती थी 

वो मुझ पर गीत बनाता था 

मै बच्चो के संग खेलती थी 

वो टोलियाँ ढून्ढ के लाता था 

मै तितली सी इठलाती थी 

वो मुझे देख मुस्काता था 

मै बारिश मे झूमती गाती थी 

वो बादल पास बुलाता था 

मै सीपियाँ खोजती रहती थी 

वो रेत के घर बनाता था 

मै फूल गुलाबी चाहती थी

वो फूल गुलाब के लाता था 

मै कांच की चूड़ियाँ खनकाती थी 

वो हर रंग की चूड़ियाँ लाता था 

मै ज़िन्दगी मे खुशियाँ ढूँढती थी 
वो मुझ मे ज़िन्दगी देखता था |

Black and White...

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Yesterday, I met a fairy

She was looking stunningly beautiful

But to offer her, I only had a question

Which am carrying, Since childhood

I asked her, Dear fairy

You have all magical powers

And you are so beautiful

Why you are always seen in white?

She smiled softly 

And with all kindness and love

She replied

I can’t paint myself colorful

When your eyes are black and white.

Neither Nor...

Neither he was cheating

Nor she was trusting

Here was the breach

Neither he was close

Nor she was far

Distance changes with time

Neither he was moving

Nor she was stagnant 

Life slowly passed aside 

Neither he was accepting

Nor she was avoiding  

The problem was the same

Neither he was initiating

Nor she was responding

The days passed blankly

Neither he was willing

Nor she was leaving

Situations made them hard

Neither he wanted to hold

Nor she wanted to give up

Something bounded them together

Neither they were lovers

Nor were the friends

The relation was Empyrean. 

Depression...

I entered his room and called him up

To come outside, It’s raining here

But to him, nothing matters much

And rain was a fear

He was hiding himself

Alone in the room

With a decrepit heart

As just had gone through doom

He was touching and reading

Some letters again and again

The letters from past

Reflecting his love and pain

Around him, I had seen

Some empty bottles of beer

He tried them, with heavy heart

When missing someone near

On his left hand

He had some marks of cuts by knife

Which were revealing the truth

That he was tired of his life  

I came out, blank from there

Remembering, how funky he was

Who used to made everyone cheerful 

  With his chirpy talks and crass

It is what love had returned him

A Gift  of misery’s possession

Letting a lively sweet boy

Into death of depression.