Showing posts with label Poetic Stories. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Poetic Stories. Show all posts

Wednesday, 6 May 2015

Eternity's Extremity. . . .


I Do Not Think My Heart Is Yearning For You.
 

Never The Heart;

For It Shall Stop Beating One Day,

For Heart Is The Part Of A Weak Body.
 

A Body That Is,

Fated To Death.

 

But,

It Is The Soul That Yearns,

For Everlasting Love.

 

And That Is The Sole Reason,

Why People Think That Love Is For Forever;

For The Soul Only Lasts Forever.

 

It Is Neither The Mind That Thinks;

Nor The Heart That Beats.

 

But The Soul That Whispers.

The Soul That Breathes.

 

That Is Why All My Life,

I Have Done Nothing,


But,
Yearn,
For You.


And,

I Will Continuously Do So,

Till Eternity's Extremity!

Monday, 4 May 2015

Till Eternity...

This Moon Tonight Is Shinning So Bright;
And Clock On The Wall Ticks Away This Life;

Reminds Me I Shall Fade Away Someday;
Leaving Behind Everything That I Call Mine;

But This Moon...
Shall Shimmer Bright.....
Till Eternity........


~Aarzoo. . . 

Unkahe Alfaaz

Sab baaton ka pata hona zaroori to nahi.....

Sab raaz ka jikra karna zaroori to nahi....

Dil aur dil saath rahe zaroori to nahi....

Bas wo ek dusre ke liye dhadke zaroori to nahi....

Boond ban kr aankho se chalak rahe zazbaat mere....

Koi inhe samjhe zaroori to nahi.....

Khwahish sirf thodi si mohbbat ki thi....

Har khwahish ho puri zaroori to nahi....

Arzoo meri ab meri na rahi.....

Saaath rahegi wo tere...mera hona zaroori to nahi...

Chod Kar zamana chaha hai tujhe.....

Is buniyaad par Tujhe wo mera bana de zaroori to nahi....

Saari raat yu hi beeti yaado me tere....

Teri baato me mera hona zzaroori to nahi....

Shayad ...

Chaha tha sirf mene hi tujhe....


Tera mujhe meri tarah chahna zaroori to nahi......


~Aarzoo. . . . . 

Sunday, 3 May 2015

THE ONE

She Was Told By Him;
"You look Beautiful"...

But Little Did He Know;
She Was "Cold" Too...

For, Her Fiery Savage Fire;...

Was Tight-Lipped Only For,
"The_One"
 
~Aarzoo !

Saturday, 2 May 2015

4 AM Me

In the end,
We all are Haunted,
Somewhere in our hearts,
Of died wishes,
And fistful memories,
With a longing,
To live again,...



The moments of past.
And nothing can break,
The wizardry spell,
Not even a wishful heart....


~ Aarzoo. . . .

Wo Pehli Baar...

"And Then All Her Cynical Doubts Faded In The Scene;
When Their Eyes met, She Felt Something Within......

Something That Was So Surreal;
Something That Made Her Fall For Him...

When Their Eyes Met;
She Was Mesmerized.
For All The Charms,
She Had Seen.

They Were Dark & Honest & Deep;
As If A Miraculous Cloister Of Dreams...

The Loyalty, The Trust, The Honesty, The Pride;
She Could Feel All his Powers Uprise...

In His Eyes...
She Saw His Soul...
An Indomitable Serene Spirit...
Which Shall Never Fall ....

~ *Serene_K* "
(My Thoughts Unveiled)



My emotions flew with wings of his memories in sky of beautiful past. This was exactly how I felt when had seen him and his eyes. I still giggle and thank god for all his grace he has showered on me in his name.

Wishes

She So Wished,
She Were His Guitar;
All The Time;
Close To His Heart.!
Where She Could Trace;...

All The Chords Of His Life.
Listening To All His Thoughts;
That Eventually Turned,
Into His Poetry.
Where He Could Sing,
Out Loud All His,
Hidden Desires & Deep Sorrows.
Where They Could Sit Silently;
And Share The Silence,
Comfortably
For Hours, Hours & Hours....

For,
His Words Were Symphony;
Music That Synced Her Heart.

And She Knew,
Nothing Over Her Life-time;
Could Supersede;
His Charm !


~ Aarzoo