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Goodbye N.

That day I bade her goodbye When she left through that door Goodbye I alone whispered this word That day She left through that door Never to return I alone knew Perhaps Still I waited Just in case That day Someone returned Through that same door Everybody rejoiced And welcomed her But one meek tear rolled down From my right eye I alone knew That she didn't 

Am I wrong ?

Am I wrong ? Even if five people  Said that I am Not that the number  Of people matter But the people  Who said do Because they're the Only ones I have So, after shouting the Entire day that No, I am not wrong  This is what I want I sit in the evening  Staring at the wall Questioning  Is this what I want ? No, that's not important  Was that my fault ? Was that. .. ... ? What should I cook for dinner Well that's important  Then at night  I sit again Probably that was I may not want it I might be wrong  What if I Am Even if I Am All I want is When they say that  I Am They should sit By my side And stare at the wall

मैं घर लौट आया

धुंध आई कोहरा आया चिलमिलाते पत्तों को चीरते पहने कोई मुखौटा आया रोशनी-रोशनी कहता पीछे-से अंधेरा आया प्रसन्नता आई क्रोध आया सहमी-सी पगडंडी पकड़े एक अचानक मोड़ आया अनगिनत परछाइयों के बीच से कौतूहल का हाथ पकड़े शोर आया भीड़ आई भ्रम आया भागा-भागा बिखरा हुआ मुखौटा हटाता स्व आया मौन आया सन्नाटा आया (मैं फिर वापस घर लौट आया)                                   -प्रावी