Poetry

By Pragati Dandriyal मौन इन अधरों से खामोशी व्याकुल हो झाँक रही है कौन हमदर्द इन नयनों का अश्रुओं से माप रही है खोज नकाब पहने इन चेहरों में उसे किसी बेनकाब की है! खैर, दस्तूर इस दुनिया का वो धीरे-धीरे जान रही है व्याकुल, विचलित, व्यथित वो, वो भी सन्नाटा माँग रही है, बोलती तो कुछ नहीं पर हाँ बहुत कुछ ताक रही है  यूँ तो सब बहुत शांत सा प्रतीत होता है परंतु, अशांत आवाज़ अपनी, अपने भीतर के शोर से वो आँक रही है By Pragati Dandriyal

By Pragati Dandriyal भीड़ भरी इस दुनिया में, शोर हर तरफ गूँजता है  नादान यह मन बड़ा, दर-बदर भटकता है  अर्थहीन बातें क्यों व्यर्थ तू सोचता है  संपूर्ण सार तो भीतर तेरे, तू बाहर क्या खोजता है! दौड़ भौतिकवाद की भीषण में, पीछे मानो कुछ रह गया  है भूख भी तो बस पैसे की, ईमान सबका बह गया  इंसानियत का मोल नहीं बस दिखावा सबका बोलता है  वाह रे मनुष्य! तू भावनाएँ भी तराजू में तोलता है  भ्रमजाल ये झूठी शान है, फिर क्यों ईमान तेरा डोलता है  मानवता तो भीतर तेरे, तू बाहर क्या खोजता है! कर्म

By Zuha Faizullah Khatib Envious is the void of those who hold such emptiness. The silence bitters sweet to those who ache with such loneliness. Unfortune are those who try to find reason,  for people try to bury their sin every coming season.  “Time heals all wounds they say “but some bitter memories always find a way. Like the stars twinkle at the night,  fate always show a light. Snap out of the haze and stop into the light,  for life can also be bright By Zuha Faizullah K

By Zuha Faizullah Khatib When the night whispers your name, When the wind carries your flame, I said back and reminisce about the pain. The pile of letter unsent, the memories is coming to an end. In the quiet of the morning dew,  I sit back and think of you. I remained invisible to you, Yet I never felt blue.  I let the feeling past like a cloud. Not letting the voice in my head get loud. Song that Eco through the forest of Earth, through life and death and birth  Days pass,

By Zuha Faizullah Khatib If I could speak to my country; I would have a conversation with the past. I would ask the table full of generation if they thought that the misery would last. Firework of courage in the heart of every soul, the silence of sacrifice consuming our nation as a whole. All the struggle and the grief it brings,  The unheard voices and their anthem that no one sings.  When the ink dried on the declaration, bringing joy and relief across our entire nation. T

By Zuha Faizullah Khatib Every child wants to fly but dreads the fall. Who could be there to pick them up after it all? One life to live butter million dreams that fill the sky. Well, there is someone who listens to a young poet plea; someone who willingly helps the those in need. With hearts of dedication of kindness and patience, who would guide us all in every situation. That is who we call a teacher, you see. “A teachers wisdom shapes a student destiny.” is what they say,

By Komal Agrawal Dilbar ka Didar karna hai yaar mulakat yeh Bechain kissa pura karna hai aaj kash waqt aur theher jata  bus Tera Didar hi kafi ho jata  chal yaar meri mulakat kal fir hogi  tujhse mulakat ek khwahish Puri hogi By Komal Agrawal

By Komal Agrawal Kuch mulakatein jab afsane baan jaye kuch nasha sa chaane lage kuch baatein sapno mein aaye toh kabhi soone naa de. Kuch esa ho jo angaaron mein bhi phool sa Lage. Uss ke ehsaas se heh Dil ki raftaar teej ho jaye  Uss ke hone se lage mei(me)  jee rahi hu Aur waqt ki sazishon mein bhi uase heh chah rahi hu Agar dur rehna waqt ki dean hai toh, usse ab bhi chaha na mere hosle ki vajah hai Khwab jab Haqeeqat lagne Lage ho  kuchh aise lafzon ki talash mein ho  iss

By Komal Agrawal Khayal hamen yeh raas aa gaya  kya hamen bhi koi chehra raas aa gaya dhundhe chehre Khwab mein  par nakab hokar bhi unn aankhon ka nahin  byan Teri khudgarji  aajmana Teri pahchan nahin  tute un lamhon mein  Jahan Teri koi visat nahi  fir aaya waqt Aisa Jahan hai Tera sama  par nakab se gair nahin  khwabon se dur kya tum aaoge I nn chand taron se aage kya naya jahan basaoge  khwabon mein dete ho dastak ,kya hakikat mein woh afsana rubaroo kar paoge ? Hai nahi

By Komal Agrawal Tumhen paane ki tamanna toh har kisi ki hai unmen se ham bhi hai  bejod rishte kabhi yah waqt ne jode  marham bhi hai  izhaar to yah Dil chahta hai par waqt se zara sehemta hai  Jo baat dil mein saath hamen chal rahe hain beete waqt se aaj woh bhi dar rahe hain  ek duje se yah kya chhupa rahe hain  aakhir izhaar se yeh kab tak bhag sakte hain By Komal Agrawal

By Komal Agrawal Yah Anjan mulakato ka silsila nahi  Jo pehchan qayamat ban jaaye  chhodo samjho yah khwab hai  kyon naa yeh khwab adhura rah jaaye  Naam yah pahchan Anjan ban jaaye  mulakat gujara hua kal ek khwab ban jaaye By Komal Agrawal

By Komal Agrawal Chahton ka silsila toh ab bhi baki hai  Teri yadon mein kuchh jhalak ab bhi baki hai jikra iss ka ab to raha nahin par  Teri yaad ab hi baki hai  By Komal Agrawal

By Komal Agrawal Gajab yeh Ishq hai  fitoor iss ke charche  kuch gajab iske karishme bhi iss kadar  kuchh kaha humne to kissa ek shayar ka bhi tha  jahan Ishq itna aasan nahin tha  Par waqt tab kuchh aur tha yaa ab bhi vahi hai  iss kambakht ki baten ab bhi wahi hai  dilo jaan ko haar kar khud ko abaad keheta hai yah Ishq bada begana rahata hai By Komal Agrawal

By Komal Agrawal Baya iqrar lafzon mein nahi  par kuch toh begana vah hamen hum se heh kar gaya  inn aankhon pe parda  Dil pe kabu kar gaya  ek khyal har pehar bus uska ban gaya  kuchh Kashish iss kadar aisi bhi deewana vah hamen kar gaya  kaise pyar hamen ho gaya By Komal Agrawal

By Komal Agrawal Tu kya bala hai  Kya aada hai Tujhe dekha toh jaana  Ishq se kyu yeh zaman khaffa hai  Par hum bhi thehere iss zamane ke aam musafir  Jise yeh sitam bhi pyaar hai  Ishq bhi jaana hai  Aur anjaane mein heh sahi  par yeh musafir taqdeer ka maara hai By Komal Agrawal

By Komal Agrawal Dhunda toh bohot tujhe alfaazo mein  Kuch likha bhi, kabhi peekar toh kabhi soo kar  Par likha nahi meine tujhe kabhi sochkar Shayad yeh Ishq heh toh tha jo na tune alvida kaha aur yehi kuch adhura hamare bech raha  Aur akhir tere zikra mere kitaboon mein heh simat gaya  Hakikat se nahi kitaboon mein heh sahi  Tera zikra kahi toh maujud raha  By Komal Agrawal

By Divyanshi Mittal There was resistance as I boarded the ship, A bitter taste upon a trembling lip." You don't belong," a verdict from both shores, The old home's memory, the new land's closed doors. My mama's worry, the stranger's cold stare, A heavy fog, a weight of dark despair. In the midst of that cold and lonely air, A silent battle to know myself began there. With toes dipped in water, tentatively anew, Hope fills my eyes, and hard work sees me through. Under new sun

By Divyanshi Mittal Crimson dawn brings a new headline, Of distant wars, the dead still outside. Their account printed in black and white, Do all the words truly suffice? Within the safe walls of my room, What is my blue ink going to do? Tell me, why should I write, When there is red at the sight? We are taught, "The pen is mightier than the sword," But all my grey of doubt obscures the word.  In my grasp, no mastery does ignite, What gain is there in filling all this white?

By Priyansh Singh An age ago, you were our equal, And now you bask in the heavens, drunk with wine, Loved by the ones you now amuse, Never was there a deceiver so fine. But come night, your sleepless form Slinks through the black gates of hell. The ones you feast with know nothing of the truth, Or long ago you would have fell. No act is below or above you. All achieved with your honeyed words. Yet it is a weapon that can dwarf Both the sword and the gun. And us Earthlings, in

By Bhavya Srivastava When the night feels endless and shadows stay, When dreams seem lost and skies turn gray, Remember every dusk that falls in sorrow Still keeps a promise of a brighter tomorrow. No darkness lasts, no silence stays, Even the coldest heart finds rays. The earth turns slow, the sun ascends, Every ending softly bends to mend. Hope is not thunder or sudden flame, It whispers quiet, it speaks your name. It hides in cracks where light can start, It blooms in the