Mohit Sharma, Author at Saavan's Posts

बहुत दिनों बाद

बहुत दिनों बाद सावन के द्वार आया पहले की तरह इसको अपना ही पाया सभी कवि लोगों को नमस्कार है सावन की आयी जो बहार है »

वो जो हमसे नाराज बैठे है (Poetry on Picture Contest)

वो जो हमसे नाराज बैठे है (Poetry on Picture Contest)

वो जो हमसे नाराज बैठे है नजरों को हमसे हरबार फ़ैर लेते है लौट आती है सदाएं हमारी हर दफ़ा क्यों जानकर हमारी जान लेते है »

अब तो भूलने की कोशिशों की भी यादें बन गयी है

कई दफ़ा की कोशिश भूल जाने की उन्हे अब तो भूलने की कोशिशों की भी यादें बन गयी है| »

I died

Silence is great metaphor for death No word, no whisper, No beats, no air. All is same. Loneliness is great  metaphor for silence. I’m alone. I died. »

इक लौ थी

इक लौ थी जो जलती रहती थी करती थी रोशन अंधेरों को इक आफ़ताब आया कहीं से औ निगल गया उसे छोड गया अंधेरे में दुनिया को »

Speechless

‘When I couldn’t see you, my world goes blue a silent sound is all I hear within that dusk, that’s true.   I wonder sometime, if I could ever complete you, As somewhere deep within me, your picture lying undrew.   You promised to be mine till that last breath, Still, you faded away in this way for me, its like adopting a living death.   My eyes looked for you withi... »

A Rainy Day!

A Rainy Day!

Drops of rain, And lot of pain. A silent scream aloud And a thundering cloud. Unforgettable rainy day When I lost everything in way. »

Life Within A Life!

Life Within A Life!

Neither a myth nor a lie, A human within a human is where, The God’s magical impression implyHow does it start, where does it endLet there those organs accumulate, Within thy mother’s body, together it forms n mendHeart comes first, like a dot beating highThat’s how the life begun, Into a life, apparently comply.Within it sprout, within it grewthe life evolved beautifully, By the... »

Mother…..

Mother…..

People talk of god, it may seems trueBut I haven’t seen him, even within that nature’s hueWhen I woke up in this world, which was full of blueI saw my own god there…oh ‘Mother’ it’s you.You passed sleepless nights, to ensure my silent sleepYou took colossal pains for me, and does not ever weep.You teach me how to walk, in this world full of snagAnd turned a human out ... »

Where Am I Going…

‘On an undefined pathisolated thoughts are growing, I often ask this question to myselfthat…Where am i going? I do own a bunch of relations, so do I have friends, still my heart seeks for thosewho dissolve together like true blends.this odd journey of mineseems so long, I don’t know how my destiny takes me, where I belong.the childhood dreams had goneI don’t know where, yet... »

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