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A lie gives us a hope.

October 14, 2017 Nikita Malikarticle, hope, imagery, lie, poem0 comment

“A lie gives you a hope”. why a lie gives us a hope? Because that lie gives us the essence of pleasure and we tend to live inside the pleasure as long as the lie turns into fear. Yes, the people out there now i will be calling you the deceived worm in my class. They throw there leasing behaviour on the floor because they want to sustain themselves in their shitty world which is a jar full of artificial fishes. Those deceiving worms, why can’t they focus on the path…

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A windchime

October 11, 2017 Nikita Malikpoem, poetry, wind, windchime0 comment

The way you paddle the wind, You slay my heart with a witty tind. I read your brochure with a handful of blueberries, you nurtured the hoe with a hoop of cherries. I left the gala to see the way you agitate, you are a beholder perching against that fate. You never talked and slayed some silvery mimes, Reason is the truth why they called you a windchime. The beauty you beholds and the ugliness i keep, With the moon over my shoulder warming like a sheep. I see you…

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ऐ मुसाफिर! बन लहर

October 11, 2017 Sonam KharwarLife is beautiful, poem3 Comments

चल शुरू कर ये डगर, ऐ मुसाफिर! बन लहर। चलना ही जिसका काम हो, थकना ना जिसका नाम हो। कठिनाइयों का कहर होगा, आँधियों का पहर होगा। तू संकटों को पार करना, प्रचंड वेग को धार करना। राहों की चट्टान तोड़ दे, ज़िन्दगी की राह मोड़ दे। क्यूँ तू इतना सोचता है, कौन तुझको रोकता है। रंगों से भरले, दुनिया तू अपनी। अम्बर की ओढ़, नीली सी चादर। हासिल तुझे हर लक्ष्य होगा, व्यर्थ ना कोई कर्म होगा। हर प्रातः तेरी जीत…

Mountains : A journey over the backbone of earth.

October 9, 2017June 4, 2018 Nikita Malikarticle, mountains, Opinion, poem, Travel0 comment

There is a relief and an unbounded chime within the crux of mountains. The serene is bounded the drift of amusements and a hollow mythology of falling from the edge. It took me a time to climb the steep and reach the peak which was pointed like a sharp needle with a never bending scope. A saddle of grass and the foot of that giant beast sleeping for years, gave us a blissful ride towards an ardent journey nourishing our souls. We were amazed and were filled…

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Conviction

October 7, 2017 Nikita Malikarticle, Opinion, poem0 comment

Take a swing, fly across the blue sheet, don’t stop until you can’t feel your legs. Try to catch-up the desires, for which you have deserted all your wills. Do one thing, start thinking, start dreaming beyond your reach. Try one thing, start paddling start running to catch the tilted hopes. Taste one thing, start feeling the essence of need, start to smack the flavours of life. Drool for one thing, start aspiring, start is aspiring for your wannabes. Sing a song, start singing for your own, start mingling the…

Carpe Diem.

October 7, 2017 Nikita Malikarticle, Opinion, poem0 comment

When you get caught a devastated day and cannot feel the voices of your beloved wind chimes, then wrap them inside a cube, polish it and wait for the moment to throw them out. Sometimes you just need to follow a series of things to uncover the hidden artist residing within your body. First, get the crap out of yourself and run from the crowd to feel the serene from the corner window. Second, Stay and reach near the brim just to feel the cold wind. Third, The proximity…

Opinion

Belief : Infatuation and self love never goes in vain.

October 5, 2017 Nikita Malikopinions, poem0 comment

Fragrance, won’t matter The coloured vests, won’t matter The edges filled with the shadows breaking the light from the corners, won’t matter The laugh of a new life so formed, matters. Fortune is the key but it won’t matter, The difference on which the thrust issues are glowing won’t matter, The height of the patterns formed some bricks won’t matter, How heavy you carry the load on your shoulders won’t matter, Having your own perception matters. Those atrocious late nights fights, won’t matter The vigilant talks behind your back,…

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ऐ ज़िन्दगी! क्या खूब है तू

October 5, 2017 Sonam KharwarLife is beautiful, poem8 Comments

ऐ ज़िन्दगी ! क्या खूब है तू, खिलाड़ी मैं और खेल है तू। खेल इतना खौफ है तेरा , अंत जिसका मौत है मेरा। अब खेल ऐसा खेलना है, हार कर भी जीतना है। इस खेल का भी क्या दस्तूर है, ना नियम , बस फितूर है। जिसमें मंज़िल तो सबकी एक है, पर रास्ते अनेक हैं। बहुत दूर चला गया हूँ, तेरे खेल खेलते–खेलते, की अब बस थक गया हूँ, तेरे ज़ख़्म झेलते–झेलत। रूठ गयें हैं बहुत से अपने, छूट गयें हैं बहुत से सपने। पर ये समय है…

Opinion

We always fight to find the lost happiness and when found, we barge ourselves to snatch it.

September 29, 2017 Nikita Malikgirlart, happiness, happypoem, needle, poem, poetry0 comment

Needle , Oh dear needle Where are you? I have a prolonged searched, My aching head is subtlety perched. Don’t you know world is a bizarre? World is an active agent where you and me are just a wee. Don’t get lost within the weeping trees. You see a heap as a spicy dish, The dish poisons you with a wish. Don’t you dare give them your hands, because they we’ll be having massive plans. Oh! look there i see a hope, hope leads me to settle for cope. but,…

Videos कविता

Pyaare Beta – Revealing The Pain Of A Father

September 28, 2017October 5, 2017 Amit PareekHindipoetry, lifepoems, poem, poetry, VIDEO POETRY0 comment

Are we forgetting the Indian culture? Yes, we are living in the 21st century and we are adopting the modern culture. We are forgetting the old Indian culture, where parents were worshipped as a god. When a son stands on his own feet because of his parent’s hard work and sacrifices, later he forgets everything. Parents had done many sacrifices so that their child will never suffer. What we have found in today’s world is very strange. Children’s don’t want to live with their parents or after getting succeeded in…