You are the Sun
keep shining bright
for all those who
seek your light.

Be their guide,
light up their path.

I was merely a shadow of you
to disappear in the darkness
yet always a part of you
waiting behind the horizon
to hold your hand
when it will be your time to set.

Out of curiosity, I asked AI,
"A thousand years from now,
how our world will be?"

It replied,
"I can't tell how the future world would be,
but there I will be."

I went on a quest,
in search of the most beautiful place on earth.
I saw beauty all around .
But what I went searching for ,
I  found it right here .
It is the heart,
for, heart is the sacred place where
the flower called love blooms.

If hearts could speak to one another
Two things a broken heart would say to the unbroken heart -
" The person you love the most
Holds the power to hurt you the most ".
                               &
"A lifetime is not long enough to heal the wounds of a broken heart ".

One day it will come .
The day of my dreams.
A world, peaceful and beautiful .
No hatred, only love abound .
Everyone offering a helping hand ,
So that no one falls behind .
No talks of riches or power.
No discrimination against any
Race, religion or gender.
All equal, all accepted and loved.
Such a day will come soon.
I may or may not be around to see.
But I can see it in my vision,
How the day of my dreams would be.

When everything dies,
hope remains...
When hope dies,
what remains?

एक चाँद है आशमाँ में    
एक है ज़मीन पर
दोनो ही से है मुझे प्यार  बेहद
रूठ कर बैठे हो इसलिए
क्योंकि चाँद से भी है प्यार मुझे  
सुनो कहता है क्या चाँद मुस्कुराते हुए  -

"प्यार करता है वो मुझसे इसलिए  क्योंकि मुझमें  
  उसे  तुम्हारा  चेहरा  नज़र आता है "||

I have said it a thousand times
What if I say it one more time
Or perhaps a thousand times more

After all it's only three words

                          I
                      LOVE
                       YOU .

I am still in search of my place
in the world.

In hope,I start
then stop to ask:
Is this where I belong ?

Everything works fine at the start
then it falls apart .

So I move on ,
Start over ,
stop again to ask :
Do I really belong here?

I have started again
now I am afraid to stop and ask
once more :
Is this the place where I belong?

After all, I am only a speck of dust
amongst the galaxy of stars.

मैं ना रहूं कल तो
मेरे जाने का  कोई  गम ना करना |
मेरे गम  में अपनी आंखें नम ना करना |
हो सके तो दिल से भुला देना मुझे  |
याद जो आऊ कभी तो
मेरा कोई नगमा गुनगुना लेना |
ये सिर्फ़ शब्द नहीं
दिल के जज़्बात है मेरे
हर नगमा में छुपा एक दिल की धड़कन है |
इन्हे  संभाले रखना तुम
इनमें ज़िंदा में रहूंगी सदा  ||

Miles of sand,
scattered seashells,
a few starfish lying around,
I think I saw a white pearl too.

The beautiful blue ocean,
in front of my eyes,
touching the blue sky on the horizon.

Waves touch my feet,
carrying away some sand beneath.
A ship sailing in the distance,
a gentle breeze blowing,
as if playing with my hair.

Time flew by.
As the sun begins to set
the sky turns into a canvas
showcasing a myriad of colours.

A crescent moon appears,
with a twinkling star by its side.

It was my time to say goodbye —
after a well-spent time, not wasted.

You gave me
all your light
so that I may
shine bright.

Now that
your light
is fading
it is my time
to give,
to reflect back
all your light
so that you
may shine again

For you
For me
and
For all who
seek your light.

In the fields
of the Netherlands
Tulips of different hues
are in full bloom.

An open invite
to all the butterflies and bees.
Watching them play around,
what a delightful sight
to the eyes of the beholder.

A moment of joy
for all nature lovers.

A happy face I saw– unknown,
yet it felt so familiar,
like someone I have known,
That smile, that face,
why can't I forget?

Were you for real,
or just a dream
my waking eyes
happened to see?

This is my story .
How I came to be .
Lying unconscious,
In my death bed
Waiting for the inevitable
Alas! I came back to life
Woke up all alone
Sad and lonely
No one to care or love
Thought dying would have been better
Was fascinated by the world of Art
Drawn towards Monet, in particular
Started to dream,
To paint like him
Soon to realize
It was a dream, too far out of reach
Felt lost again
Wondering , to which world do I belong
So I took to writing
And this is how I came to be.

If  I  got to choose
what would I be
A butterfly or a bee?

I would choose to be a bee
Not beautiful,  not desirable,
yet happy,
I will fly free .

Touch me - I will sting.

I know not what you seek.
Don't understand the language
you speak.
All I know is,
you  possess a heart of gold–
a precious treasure
that cannot be sold.

Your kindness is like,
an unending river.
Wherever you go,
you spread love
and pleasure like a gentle breeze.

You are bound to no one,
yet you belong to everyone
whomever you touch.
Who are you,  
an enigma that I seek?

When the world

turns against you,

who do you

turn to?

एक खुश चेहरा  
जो देखा अंजाना  
क्यूं लगा कोई जाना पहचाना सा ?
वो हंसी, वो चेहरा,
क्यूं भुलाए नहीं भूलता ?

क्या हकीकत में हो तुम,
या कोई ख्वाब हो तुम,
जिसे जागते हुए इन आंखों ने देखा ?

What was love for me
Was only a game for you.
I gave you all my love
You have torn  my heart apart
Shattered my life.
All my dreams turned into nightmares
All sweet memories turned  to bitter poison
My heart suffers in agony,
by the deep wounds you have gifted me.

All in the name of love.
O' how I wish I were born without a heart.

Our meeting was nothing short of an accident.
We developed a friendship, out of nowhere.
The time we shared together was filled with adventure.

Then we reached that point in the road where we had to go our separate ways.  
So we parted ways with heavy hearts,
Though physically separated, 
we were always in each other's thoughts.

Now that the journey of life is about to end
I stopped, thinking what life would have looked like, had we made the journey together.

As I look back
searching for him
to see him one last time
to bid him the final goodbye.

I heard thunder
It woke me up
There he was
Standing next to me,
looking at me, smiling.

Now I know what life would look like
without him in it.
It feels like a second chance
A chance to change the course of my life.

But I am still in a dilemma –
which road to choose.

You judge a person
As if it's your birthright
As if it's your only purpose in life
You pass your judgment
By listening to one side of the story
You judge a person
Not by their character
But by their attire,
By the colour of their skin
By the way they look.
By their economic conditions.
Who are you to judge?
Are you so flawless?
Are you so perfect?
Are you that good?

If I had two hearts
I would give them both to you
As I know how much you like
Breaking hearts.
You enjoy being loved
But you don't love
Perhaps you can't
Maybe you don't have a heart
I can't help it, I love you
Love is all I have for you
I would give you both my hearts
With a hope beyond hope
That someday you too will learn
To fall in love.

When truth and lie collide

only truth survives.

Don't shed tears,
Over my dead body.
I am no longer in there.
I am free now ,
From the ******* of life .
You call me dead,
I feel more alive .
Keep me in your heart.
Keep me in your memories .
We will meet again ,
Through your dreams.

People who think
it's okay to hurt someone
for their own merriment

will one day find it the hard way
when life itself becomes their mirror –
showing them the monsters
they carry in their mind.

You are lucky
if you still have hope
for the return of your love.

To still have the dream
of holding each other's hands
in the sunset of your life.

Not everyone is so lucky
for some, love always remains
a distant dream.
No hope to hold on to,
no one to wait for.

Just empty life
to live on.

Why do we have to always compete?

Why should we always have to prove
that we are better than somebody?

Why is just being good not enough?

When your heart is heavy
and full of pain,
cry till your heart is light,
for tears are not a weakness
to hide –
but a treasure
to proudly share with the world.

Hold on to hope

someday, one day,

everything will be all right.

Love will find its way

to your heart.

Today you have
the power to hurt.

Tomorrow you will be hurt.
Time will turn the tide.

Nothing always remains the same.
The high and mighty have fallen too.

History keeps reminding
again and again.

Once kindness you showed
Now there is only hatred
O, how time changes.

To accuse someone without knowing

the whole truth is a crime in itself.

I always thought
I meant something to you
A burden.  
Now I know.

You didn't ask questions,
never waited for any answers.
You only assumed,
accused, abused, humiliated—
called me a stalker.

Why can't problems be solved
with a little patience and understanding?
A little kindness doesn't harm.

We are the ones with words—
we should know better
what words can do.

I am not made of stone,
my heart bleeds too.