some times , i feel like hating my mother but in the end when i remember that she is the one who took care of me , i forget and leave my anger behind so i wrote this poem to describe my hate and love for my mother .
They're just poems about life. I'm writing about life as I live it, because life is first-hand knowledge, experiences that teach and sights that awe and inspire.
I want to reflect on society, on the self, on pain and emotions and desires that lead to good and bad decisions.
I hope you can relate.
spna tu gya ,pyara sa ,nyara sa ,aankho ka tara sa,spna tut gya pyara sa.
thar ke do pla manjeel meri ,jhat se bhag jaati h.bar bar hjaar baar ,esa kar jaati h.pal aayega fir wo nadi ke kinara sa.spna tut gya...
oski raah dekh aankhe lal h kmaal h,wo aaya nhi.haal badle saal badle ,fir bhi kbhi wo paya nhi.par paonga jarur ,wo dill ka shara sa.spna tut gya...
chal badlu -dhaal badlu or kya m swaal badlu,btaa de koyi.kaam badle- daam badle or andheri saam badle kismat soyi ki soyi.badal de zindgi meri koyi,amwsya ke andhiyara sa.spna tut gya..
A collection of poems that I will write each day for the next two months (August 31st to October 31st) as both a project and a literary test for me.
Poems can range in depth, subject, and emotions.