"The hardest of all is learning to be a well of affection,and not fountain,to show them that we love them,not when we feel like it,but when they do"

Monday, November 01, 2010

*.बुझ गई आग.*

जल उठा था हर कण उसकी सांसों से, 
महक उठी थी शाम उसकी बातो से|
आसमन में गहरी काली निशा खिल उठी  जब,
छलक उठा एक आसूं उसकी निगाहों  से|
दर्द था जो कोई बाँट न सका था उसका ,
अंधेरो से भर दिए जो चिराग सांसों ने जलाए थे.. 

7 comments:

P-Kay said...

Bhuj gaya jo diya jal utha fir dil se
Jab ek aansu ke boond nikal gayi thi nigaon se
Asha ki kiran ne mehakadiya saare shaam fir se
Ek aur sunhari savere ki khush bhari aas ne :)))))

(This is positive :))) Aap ke bhuja hua chirag ko mei ne jala diya, without your permission. :)))

Alcina said...

So nice of you.. :)

The composition equals the nicesity :D ..

Why don't you post it as one of your poem Saying jal utha fir woh chirag.. wat say?

P-Kay said...

Tnx :) But it will be a torture to the readers ha ha ha ha ha. I am not good at poems :)) Just worked on your theme :))

Alcina said...

Well I think the same while writing any story..
But as said earlier criticism and appreciation should be welcomed equally..So there wont be any harm if your try..Now wat do u say?

P-Kay said...

Agreed :)) Will try for a better one "Kabhi na kabhi " :)))) Tnx for the encouragement.

Alcina said...

:)..Your welcome..

And yeah "kabhi na kabhi"also seems a good topic.. ;)

P-Kay said...

ha ha ha ha ha.