Taqdeer

Apni ungliyon ko dedo mere haathon mein,
Meri lakeerein unhein chhoona chahti hain,
Ki shayad unki taqdeer badal jaaye...

Place your fingers
in the palms of my hands,
the lines of my destiny wish to touch them
may be their destiny will change then...

poem by Always Aparna
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Basti

Shayad Murdon Ki Basti Mein
Bas Rahe Hain Hum
Log Kitne Bejaan, Berukhe Se Hain
Gham Ke Sannate Mein
Doobe Hue Se Hain...
Shayad Isliye
Zinda Laashon Ki Bheed Mein
Maut Ki Kafan Pahne
Mar-Mar Ke Sab
Jee Rahe Hain Hum

(in remembrance of holocaust though could be true of today's society too...replete with stoicism, apathy and depression)

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Fursat

Umr Bhar
Itne Mashroof Rahe
Ke Hazaar-Ha Fursat Ko
Taraste Rahe Hum

Ab Jab
Fursat Hi Fursat Hai
Zindagi Jeene Ki
Na Jaane Maut Ko
Itni Kyon Jaldi Hai
Humse Milne Ki
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Mashroof = busy, Hazaar-Ha = thousand times, Fursat = leisure
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All my life
I was ever so busy
That I pined for leisure
A thousand times....

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