They don't understand the way I feel, So many problems but I don't know how to deal ! They gave me wings to fly, But didn't teach me how to soar high. I was almost there going to make it, But their words ate me, every bit ! I don't know how to fly anymore, How to take the opportunities which knock my door, The day I accepted they were right , Was the day I missed my flight :(
Now , I have just become someone the world wants to see, Not the one I wanted to be.
It's been a long time since we all are in lockdown and being overwhelmed with those days where it was all normal , I wrote this poetry hope everyone will feel it and not just mumbaikars but every Indian out there!!
Aj fir se suraj dhal raha tha, kirno ki chadar shahar Par se Khich Raha tha, Jaha thi Ek samay Par waqt Ki pabandhi, Wahi gadi Ko na thi Aaj koi Jaldi.
Mithas toh h Aaj bhi Chai me, Bas Sirf Woh kursiya akeli reh gayi, Jaha na hoti Thi Khatam kabhi baate, Us tapri Par thode shabd reh gaye hai adhure.
Jo chehel Pehel dikhayi Deti Thi Khidkiyon se, Kuch gayab si hai Aaj Woh tasveer, Kaha tha Usne, koi nahi keh Sakta Mujhe rukne". Par Shayad yeh manjar se bhi use Jana tha fir.
Pohochenge late Daftar, Par bahana usi rail ka denge, Rail chute na Isliye platform Ki daud lagayge, Har subah sham ka safar hai yaadgaar, Bas ab wapas hai us mulakat ka intezar.
Aur Woh Ufante lehro ko kaise bhule, Jise dekhar toh koi bhi admi Shayar ban lega, Tukant shabdo Ki Ho Shayad kami, Lekin yaaro ke sath Woh mehfil Sikha Deti Thi zeena.
Barsaat me Kuch talashta hua balkani me tha baitha, Kya yehi woh bunde hai jisme humne aasuo ko chupaya ? Thi toh Woh wahi par na jane kyu, Aaj is nami ne nahi tha chua mera ruh.
Roz Woh pehchan ke shakle dekha karte the, Shayad unme se Kuch Aaj nahi rahe honge, ane Par gussa ,pyar bhare muhaware Bolne wale, Wahi insaniyat dikhane me piche nahi hatte the.