ek bagair-khwab insaan
us band ghar ke
bejaan dhuankash ki tarah hai
jismein sulagte nahi ab
kisse, falsafe aur kehkahe
maine,
abhi apne khwab
khoye nahi hain
abhi bhi hai thodi bohat aag
baki mujh mein
a human being without dreams
is like a chimney
of an abandoned home
in which,
stories, philosophy and laughter
don't simmer anymore
i, haven't lost
my dreams yet,
some fire, there is still
left in, within
us band ghar ke
bejaan dhuankash ki tarah hai
jismein sulagte nahi ab
kisse, falsafe aur kehkahe
maine,
abhi apne khwab
khoye nahi hain
abhi bhi hai thodi bohat aag
baki mujh mein
a human being without dreams
is like a chimney
of an abandoned home
in which,
stories, philosophy and laughter
don't simmer anymore
i, haven't lost
my dreams yet,
some fire, there is still
left in, within
7 comments:
fire in the belly, as they say.
may your fire within
burn for enternity
and dreams simmer
in your soul gently
forever and ever
loved the image of chimney very much...
again another fresh and rich image...
and aren't your poems the smoke coming out of the chimney?
namaste...
nice...
m d f b u.
i love you.
ik dhuan hai jise hawa se cheda to,
fir lagi aag,
jisne roshan hua ye ghar to dekha,
khwabon ka guldasta aaj bhi mehak raha tha, bus kho gayi thi mehak us dhuen me, jise sanso se sulgaya maine, ek nayi aag me.
i love pictures of magnificent sky...and i can just relate to what youve shared
Let dreams linger adi
fern: :)
human: i hope they are!
dwai: thanks
OM: aag hi toh chahiye na
deli: i hope so
jac: yeah, it is best if we let them linger
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