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Just saying the way it is, the way you feel and the way it is supposed to be said brings out the poetry in its purest form
Here I present a Poem by Prateek Mathur. The poem is simple , straight from the heart and is not forced to fit into a model, every thing necessary to make a poem beautiful
Voice over is done by me
Ye yaadein bhi ajeeb hoti hain, jab dekho bin bulaye aa jati hain. Jab jo bhoolna chaho wo yaad a jata hai aur jo yaad karna chaho wo bhul jata hai. Aur jab yaadon ki duniya mein hum hote hain to ek yaad se doosri yaad,doosri se teesri judi hui milti hain, aisa lagta hai manon sab ek doosre se ek kadi ki tarah judi hui hon aur aap ek ek kadi leker aage badte jaa rahe hain jab tak ek aisi kadi nahi aati jiske aage ya to aap ja nahi sakte ya ja jana nahi chahte..
Par yaadein o yaadein hai ek bin buleye mehmaan ki tarah dastak deti rehti hain
Nargis Fakhri and ranbir kiss in rockstar
Dastak di hai darwaze par
aaj purani yaadon ne
Doob chala hoon aaj mein
in yaadon ke maikhanon mein
jane pehchane se hain chehre
kuch apne se kuch begane se
Doob chala hoon aaj mein
in yaadon ke maikhanon mein
In chehron mein aaj bhi ik chehra bas khaas hai
door chahe jitna ho, mera kuch ab bhi uske paas hai
har chehre se ik kadi si jud jati hai
par har kadi idhar udhar se ghoom, usi par tham jati hai
us ek chehre ko nikaloon jaise
sab kadiya bikhar jati hain
khud ki yaadein khud se hi chin jati hain
kyon sab yaadein, apni nahi kisi aur ki jaise lagti hai
wo dastak deti yaadein us bin parai si lagti hain
na janoon mein ye hota kaise
na janoon hai majra kya
bas janoon ek chehre ke jane se , badal gaya hai saara jahaan
ek pal insaan badal gaya
ek pal mein badli yaadein
dil mein kuch bacha nahi, na kasmein na vade
Dastak di hai darwaze par
aaj purani yaadon ne
Doob chala hoon aaj mein
in yaadon ke maikhanon mein
Ek din baitha tha yun hi
kar raha tha taiyari ,kai dino se ek badi khushi ka intezaar tha
soch raha tha ,kya kya karoonga jab wo aayegi,
naachoonga,gaoonga khoob dhoom machaonga
fir achanak darwaze par dastak hui
meine pucha kaun hai
Wo boli khushi,khushi hoon mein
haan thodi choti hoon,wo nahi jiski raah tum taak rahe ho
par hooon khushi hi, andar aa jaoon?
mein bola ruko zara,kuch kaam khatam kar loon
us badi khushi ke aane ka intezaam kar loon
choti khushiyaan
fir mein itna masroof ho gaya ki use bhool hi gaya
usne fir dastak di
boli,dahleez to paar karwa do chahe ghar mein jagah na dena
andar to aane do chahe swikaar na karna
mein kheej kar bola,yaar tum pareshaan bahut karti ho , tum baad mein aana
,badi khushi ke swagat mein pakwaan banane hain
bahut kaam abhi baaki hain
kai intezaam abhi baaki hain
choti khushi boli, mein to roz aati hoon, din mein kai baar ,tum hi darwaza nahi kholte
ab nahi aaongi,kehkar wo pair patakye hue bache ke jaise chali gai
kai baras beet gai ,badi khushi nahi aai
pakwaan kharaab ho gaye,deewaron ka rang feeka pad gaye
dil jaise taras gaya uske intezaar mein
par badi khushi nahi aai
Ek din sapno mein mila us badi khushi se
to pucha, tum mere ghar kyon nahi aai
meine khoob taiyari ki thi tumhare aane ki
pakwaan banaye,sapne bune,ghar sajaye
wo boli–are tumne pehchana nahi ,aai thi,kai baar aai thi par tab mera kad shayad chota tha.
tumne aane nahi diya, par kisi aur ne khuli baahon se apnaya
dekho aaj kitni badi ho gai hoon
ye sunte hi mein paseene paseene hokar uth baitha,bhaag kar darwaza khola par koi nahi tha
Aaj mera dil aur darwaza dono khule hain
par koi dastak nahi karta , koi dehleez paar karne ki zid nahi karta
koi dastak nahi karta
****This is my answer to the ultimate question of life…not really..just an answer to what will i do if i had 2 extra hours a day…here is present my thought process..
Note: This is un adulterated thought process of a demented mind…you may not understand everything ***********
How my brain sees the world
HmmmmmMMmmMMmMmM..
So what will i do if i had 2 extra hours a day…?
let me think
Maybe sing a little more
irritate my room mates with my constant cacophony
a little more of poetry maybe
Gulzar and akhtars be ware ..here i come..not really 
aah the good old procrastination
well why not..the world’s screwed up and life sucks…
how about some cooking
no no no..not allowed to be in situations where i can put other lives in danger
no not fire, but my cooking is the risk
then what…oooo
paint..
yes make the funny version of monalisa
look at pictures..
of my crush on facebook…hehe…too much information?
maybe maybe blog..
yeaah more of me to read
eat loads and get fat.
yaaay…more of me to love
exercise–
Eat–>Fat–>Exercise–>Fit–>continue
Write my book..
Ohh yeaah–how to save 2 hours a day
Look at the wall..
My Wall has so man shades…What does that mean
Ponder the life’s questions…
The answer to life is 42
SLeep
what why cant i sleep more than 12 hrs
Ohh..last but not the least…
Make listsss on what i can do
Heres my list, what’s yours?
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