Me.....

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Indore, Madhya Pradesh, India
I love the stillness of the wood: I love the music of the rill: I love to couch in pensive mood Upon some silent hill. Scarce heard, beneath yon arching trees, The silver-crested ripples pass; And, like a mimic brook, the breeze Whispers among the grass. Here from the world I win release, Nor scorn of men, nor footstep rude, Break in to mar the holy peace Of this great solitude.....

Monday, March 18, 2013

Parchaai

Hichkiyaan rukne ka naam nahi leti... 
Kisi ko to meri yaad aayi hogi... 
Kisi ne socha hoga naam mera... 
Meri tasveer seene se lagai hogi... 
Uski yaad mujhe akela nahi rehne deti, 
Usne mohabbat shiddat se nibhai hogi... 
Yun saath mere hardam hai wajood uska, 
Shayad meri Maa ki parchaai hogi...
Penned by Ipshita at 1:00 AM
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2 comments:

  1. UnknownJanuary 27, 2014 at 2:02 PM

    are you writer or something? your creation is just mind blowing.

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