Friday, 26 July 2013

he is mine, he is mine

Is bhootal par koi subhchintak mera apna hai
beetey pal , ye do pal,mere apne;
baki sab kuchh neeragatsapna hai

Ye someone aloe is my well-wisher on this earth,
... time already gone, my past,
and these moments,that I have
are my only treasures,
all the others
where ever they are
only dreams
the never visited
will never come to me
my past days
today itself is only mine
I wish, I live
no dreams ,only my those days and thi

Jirn shirn jab main ho gaya hota hun,
yogo ki kabra mein jab dab gaya hota hun
tab
deemak chati meri satta ko
dhumil ho rahi meri mahatta ko
ek yahi hai
jo aage badh kahta hai

Shorn of my shine when I am
buried deep in time when I am
having lost my splendour
withered grandeur
disowned by all
when my whole self is eaten by termites
shame is taking away my name an fame
here he come
here he come
claims aloud
still, proud
comes forward cries aloud

Ye, door hato tum sab
yah to mera apna hai

Keep away, you fellows
he is mine, he is mine
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