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Woh Mehangi Sari...

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"Dekho na maa....ye wali sari ?"Ankush ik sari uttha k bola. "Nhi beta....badi mehangi ye...tumhe toh pata naa...main itni mehangi sari nhi pehanti...." maine muh bana k kaha. "Are maa....aapke dono bete MNC me kaam karte...itni bhi mehangi nhi ki aapko kharid k nhi de sakte....aap toh bas jo pasand ho, uspe haath rakh do...phir dekho." Beta kharidne ki zidd karta hua bola. "Haan haan itni fizul kharchi tum aaj k log kar sakte....tumhare babuji k zamane mein toh aisa sochte bhi toh bade naraz ho jate."maine na karne k irade se kaha "Are maa....tab ka zamaana gya....ab toh zamana hifi ho gaya hai...." uski baaton pe main muskura utthi. Usne akhir sari le hi di... Haathon mein sari liye kamre me pahonchi toh unki tasveer pe aankhein eka-ek ja k thehar si gyi. Aur hawa k sath mera mann waqt ki us daali pe chala gya jo aankhon se toh ojhal ho chuki hai...par jiske phoolon ki mehak liye aaj tak ye saansein ghoom rahi hain. " suno na..…

Goodbye...

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Why do I feel...
Am gonna miss You much?
May be am in trance...
With your words. Some shinning stars in eyes...
Across the windows.
I see you...
In my own shadows. The bleak, the sleek;
The incomplete.
Thoughts often ride...
Never on seats. Take my word...
I'll surely miss you.
May be you won't ever know...
And I won't ever show... Don't take my name...
Like that...In one breath.
I'll lose my every breath...
Each passing moment. Trembles my heart...
Whenever your thoughts sweep.
Deep into my mind...
My thoughts weep. Close by,
Another voice echoes...
Don't forget...there's someone,
Waiting in meadows. Hold my hand...
Just before I lie.
May be my dreams would sigh...
When I die. Turned upside down...
My world ruins every time.
Whenever...
You wave me that...
Goodbye.
                                  (c)Ravinder Kaur
                                       13-09-2016
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Stained Skies...

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My flight ends...
Where skies get stained...
With streaks of tails...
Of the fading rainbow... The remnants refrain...
Getting wet in rain...
Over the pyramids...
When sun sets in... The clouds drift...
Taking loads of pain...
To the dry throats...
Of arid plains... The pointed shadows...
Briskly walk through lanes...
Hurriedly in shades...
Of afternoon lighthouses... Though everything hurries...
From dawn to rise...
At dusk each thing...
Weeps to come at still... Knocking at doors....
Of defiant dreams...
All dust sleeps...
In rusts of sheets... Troubled intensely...
Through ploughed minds...
Some seeds germinate...
In restful eyes... The night watches over...
Calmly blindfolded...
In husky soft smiles...
Amused at all glory... Coloured patterns...
Again would adapt...
In morning light...
Shall again re-trap... Some more breaths....
On those unharvested plans...
To sprinkle some more...
Of life's magic sand... ©Ravinder Kaur
12-09-2016 image source: www.patheos.com

Fake desires...

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Crumpled bodies lying stiff,
                                                            Voices hollow; echoes drift.
                                                            Tearing apart silence drinks,
                                                        The whining sounds of tired brink.
                                                        The cliffs hang ashamed; stripped,
                                                       The depths of trenches alone weep.
                                                           Fake desires burn and brew,
                                                               In souls who aren't true.
                                                              Triple minded not double,
                                                            Because their life is a bubble...
                                                                    Of hidden desires;
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