My Dearest Chronicles

Poem :- Bas pyar ki hi lakeer hai, Koi kayde ka ghera nahi hai, Vo mera ho ke bhi ab tak mera nahi hai. Waqt bitana sang uske, Lagbhag se aasaan ho gaya. Tasveer ko gale lagaana usey, Milne ke samaan ho gaya. Majboor hai vo zara sa, Koi dhokebaaz nahi, Hota hai jo mehsus mujhe, Uspe usey bhi naaz nahi, Chubhti hai meri baatein jab, Samjhta hai mujhe, Jaanta hai kismat se dukhi hu,par usse naraz nahi. Kehta hai "Bas kohra sa chhaya hai raaste par, koi andhera nahi hai". Bas pyar ki hi lakeer hai, Koi kayde ka ghera nahi hai. Vo mera ho ke bhi ab tak mera nahi hai. Zimmedariyaan jo hain so nibhaani toh padengi, Ye chhoti chhoti takleefein bhulaani toh padengi. Zindagi pe uske bas mera haq toh nahi, Jo chehre hain duniya uski, unpe muskuraahat laani toh padengi. Chand ki chamak hai bas, abhi savera nahi hai, Bas pyar ki hi lakeer hai, Koi kayde ka ghera nahi hai. Vo mera ho ke bhi ab tak mera nahi hai. Thoda thak sa gaya hai abhi ruka nahi hai, Usoolon se apne vo jhu...

Poetry:- Safed saaree ka uske fir se rangeen hona tay tha, Khaali dil ko uske fir se shaukeen hona tay tha, Ki mil gaya tha usey fir se koi saathi apna, Apni kismat pe usey fir se yakeen hona tay tha. Vo ek bebaak parinda tha, Nikla tha udaan pe, Kisi tarah se nazar padi uski iss saadgi ki pehchaan pe, Dil vahi, vo haar gaya ispe, Jaan ko apni vaar gaya ispe. Ishq pe jisey fir se yakeen hona tay tha, Safed saree ka uske fir se rangeen hona tay tha, Asaan si nahi hai ye kahani itni, Waqt ne fir ki beimaani itni. Koi ek nahi tha jisne inke raaste ko roka tha, Riwaazon ke naam aise hi kitno ko jhoka tha, Kuchh aankhon ko ye ab chubhne lage the, Guroor ke mehel jo ab doobne lage the, Gunaahon ki unke fir sangeen hona tay tha, Safed saree ka uske fir se rangeen hona tay tha. Awaazein goonjne lagi fir goliyon ki, Sehem si gayi awaazein thitholiyon ki, Shikaar karne nikle the sab mohabbat ka, Khoon se bhar dene ko yaadein aisi holiyon ki. Na insaafi ka lekin pairon taley zameen kh...

Let's go through the poetry first:- Jab aas paas na rahun tumhare, Jab nuks koi na nikaalun tumhare, Zara puchhna khud se mere baare mein. Jab akele na bhi ho bina mere, Jab yaad bhi na ho aankho mein tere, Zara puchhna khud se mere baare mein. Jab lage ki khush ho aise bhi, Jab lage mujhse chidhte ho vaise bhi, Zara puchhna khud se mere baare mein. Jab lage ki ab jaa kar sukun mila, Jab lage mere saath bas khoon jala, Zara puchhna, khudse mere baare mein. Puchhna ki mera kasoor kya hai, Puchhna ki ye jo fitoor sa hai, Ye kya hai?  Meri galti hai koi ya ab main hi galat lagti hun?  Tumhe pareshani hai koi, ya tumhari pareshani hi main lagti hun? Kyu aisa rishta hamaara badalne laga hai? Kyu jo hasta tha mann ab machalne laga hai? Kya wajah hai ki roz taraazu alag hota hai? Kyu ye roz inaam mera alag hota hai? Kuchh toh sochte hoge mere mann ko tatolte waqt?  Kuchh toh dekhte hoge mere jazbaat se khelte waqt? Mujhe acha lagega ya bura kya tumhe pata nahi chalta...

     "Miss you Maa", the phrase itself says it's whole story. This poetry brings out the pain that most of us face or are destined to face in this world and is something that we can't just run away from or can skip this feeling if he are lucky enough to have felt a mother's love and care in our lives ever.      The pain is equally invincible and has no substitute. But what is that which makes this poem so much different? It's the regret, the feeling of guilt that a child feels once he or she has lost the most loving and caring person in his or her life. The regret of not being with her, your mother, when you could have been. The regret of not having the time to live some happy moments in her presence. The regret of not ever keeping her as your priority despite being her priority ever since you have been born.       It's obvious that bringing someone back is not possible, nor can we stop anybody forever. Sooner or later, every...

     "I Miss You Papa", is an emotional masterpiece poetry that can lead one to tears. The feeling of losing a parent, a father, is one such irreparable loss, that most of us in this world are destined to face, sooner or later. There is an outburst of memories that one has with their father, is what is seen in such a situation. And the pain is just unimaginable.       We generally are under a notion that everything will remain as it is forever, our life, our family, our loved ones, and this notion makes us take our important support system, our parents, for granted. This is sad, as no one is able to change anything they did in the past, and there is no possibility to correct our mistakes even after we realise it, as there is no way to bring back the ones who have left this world. All we have with us is guilt and sadness.       The poem here, brings out minute details of every moment one experiences with a fat...

       "Badle badle lagte ho" , a hindi poetry that expresses out the feelings of a lover who has started to face a situation where the love in the romantic relationship has started to fade away or seems like one.      The person is confused if this is only because of the situations, or is it that the feelings of the partner has began to change. In such a situation there are many random thoughts that a person thinks about as a possible reason for a cold behaviour. They think, their partner might be angry for something, or probably it's the partner trying to distant himself just to avoid the person.       In such cases, it becomes highly needful for the two, to bring up the concerns and discuss it which each other.  One never knows what other reasons might there be, if such an avoidance is not intentional.   This is what the poem tries to show to its readers in a beautiful way. So let's start reading it:- Y...

     A situation comes in our romantic relationships where we think that our significant other is not present with us even if they do physically. We feel hurt, and unheard. Such a feeling is not just frustrating but also is something that makes us very sad. It looks like we are often going through an existential crisis, and our partner seems to not even bother about it. Life doesn't seems like going to any direction and everything around looks colourless. The problem comes up when we don't even know what is that something that we should do, or should have done so that we may get the same love and affection from our partner as much as we give to them. Everything can't work out from one side if the latter isn't equally treating us. This poem over here, tries to share our some of such feelings in the form of words. It might help you clearly understand what situations you are in, if in case you are. A poem is one of the best and the most beautiful way of express...

        Why has suicide become a common term these days? Why has the youth found it to be the most appropriate thing to do when situations aren't going the way they expected? Why can't we keep fighting? What is it that we think death would give us that life cannot? And who has given us the right to take away with us the happiness and smile of all those whom we call our loved ones? Don't you think there can always be another option if one door is closed? Yes there is always another way to choose, and if not, why not choose to switch your destination. One never knows where can his happiness he found.      This poem brings out that feeling, that emotion that stays with those who have lost their dear ones through this act of killing themselves. We can't talk to ones whom we have lost but we can at least try to save those who want to choose the same fate. You can also watch this poem in the form of a video for a better experience. Watch thi...

         For a mother, her child is the first priority in life. From the very beginning of his existence in her womb till the time he is independent, she nurtures and protects the child. And is a support even after that. Honestly speaking, it's just impossible to even reciprocate the amount of love and care a mother gives to her child but it is surely possible to give her at least what we can. But another bitter truth is the fact that this hardly even happens.      This poem over here tries to reflect on this fact. We don't have any idea how much injustice we do to the most important lady of our life. So let's begin: To have an amazing experience you can also watch this poetry video in the link below:- To watch this poetry video click here Kudrat ka karishma ho ye kyu hain bhul jaate..? Maa, tujhe log kyu samajh nahi paate? Kho kar apni neendein kisi aur ne na sulaya hoga... Mamta bhari awaaz se kisi ne na bulaya hoga.. Chot lage jab k...

           Is there anything as such as not being furious? Or probably you dream to be someone of that sort. You say you get angry, but it's not your fault. But then it is also you who says you would control it.  An interesting fact that I came to notive about anger is, that it isn't something that you think you can suppress. You would fine millions of people telling you about controlling it, ignoring it or simply not feeling it. Just try to imagine a different situation. Suppose you get hurt while playing, cooking, or while doing anything (activity isn't important). A sure shot outcome would be pain from that hurt. Now imagine someone telling you, ignore it, ignore your wound, ignore your pain, or simply don't feel the pain. How would that sound like?  Craziness? Or something you would call nonsense? Isn't it?       Now try to relate this with your situations, don't you feel the same when you are angry and some one advises you...

           Everything you did in the past simply feels worthless just because of one unexpected outcome which you may or may not be the cause of. Have to be taken for granted and left unattended just for that single unattempted mistake of yours. Regret? But for what? For not being able to do something you couldn't do? You have people with their own list of expectations, simple or complicated, they would want things to happen the way they like.       Behave according to the needs and beliefs of the society. Dress the way they like, work the way they tell you to, like whatever they stereotype you to, and above all, well nothing comes above their wishes. You believe you can change the world? You feel you are better in something you like but they don't? You are simply supposed to act, act the way they tell you, not an inch of inacuuracy is acceptable.       You think you are strong enough? There are examples o...

             I don't know how to start with it. It's actually something that I feel is not an imagination, but seems really silly when jotted down in the form of text. In the age of technology we have seen ourselves standing on the very narrow border between what we called as modern and age old mindsets. Most of us lie in the midst of the past and future generations and our mind works in that very manner. We have parents who had been living all their life following rules and regulations set up for them by their parents or guardians. And then we have a future generation that believes in freedom from all sorts of boundaries set up to cage their passion and dreams.       All we do is continuously struggle to find an easy way out to satisfy both. I see this everyday. I see it all live in front of my eyes. It's my cousin I would talk about. It's his girlfriend who is completely unknown to me and who actually feels that I have...

        You know it is necessary, maybe it's the matter of situations happened multiple times that made you say this. Parting or that what you call breaking up when you had truely been in love is no new thing for the world. It's not even an unfamiliar term for me, but then why does it seems so much that it's different in my case... There have been people in the past gone through it and there would be many more in the coming future, so then why am I feeling as if something out of this world has happened to me. I know I'm in sorrow but still I have my consciousness. So why does it feel like a pain so different from others. It feels like no one in this world would ever be able to know what the both of us are going through. Maybe because we never compared ourselves to anything else. Maybe because we had been so much into each other that we never felt it necessary to even bother about what the world had already gone through. We had done a number of things...