The Best Love...

Guest Post by Ankeet Beriwal 

You made my heart captive,
Tell me what is your motive?
You put your soul in bondage,
Why is your love endless?
A burning desire of spiritual salvation,
Has been my longing and ambition.
Why did you make me feel the urge for re-birth?
Ah! My soul developed material dirt,
I am unable to endure your love,
God promise it’s not a bluff.
You’ve shattered my spiritual hope and dream,
In my material heart you’re a cream.
This is the psalm of my life,
Oh! Dear make my life meaningful to thrive.
The symbol of my heart is the full moon,
The journey of my life is at noon…

Royi thi mein us raat...

Royi thi mein us raat,

Chilayi thi mein us raat,

Par koi nahin aaya tha..

Par koi nahin aaya tha..

Me tut ke bikhar rahi thi,

Apna dum todne ke kagar par thi,

Par koi nahin aaya tha..

Par koi nahin aaya tha...

Bilakh rahi thi,

Apne jism ko chupa rahi thi,

Logo se madad mang rahi thi,

Beech sadak me padi thi,

Log dekh kar jaa rahe the,

Par koi nahin aaya tha..

Par koi nahin aaya tha...

Balatkar hua tha mera,

Paach logo ne mil kar izzat luta tha,

Pure jism ko tod diya tha,

Apne izzat ki beekh mang rahi thi,

Par koi nahin aaya tha..

Par koi nahin aaya tha...

Aur phir jab dam tod di,

Tab log rone lage,

Kehne lage hume dard pata hai,

Hum samajte hai,

Lakho ki sankhiya me logo ne rally nikali,

Par kya fayda,

Meri to izzat lut chuki thi,

Kyuki jab jarurat thi

Tab to koi nai aaya tha..

Tab to koi nai aaya tha...