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पल  भर  का  साथ  था , पल  भर  की  थी  बातें , ना  जाने  मैं  कब  वो पल बन  गया , जो  तुमहे  सोचे  बिन  अब  गुज़रता  ही  नही ... - मेधावी

बचकानी   हरकतें  थी  हमारे  वक़्त  के  गाने  थे , बातें  करनी  थी  सभी , पर  किस्से  वही  पुराने  थे ... कहने  को  पेहली  मुलाकात  थी , और  सिर्फ  एक  रात  की  बात  थी , लेकिन  तुमने  छुआ  तो  लगा  जैसे , मैं कुछ पल  को आजाद थी ... - मेधावी

I wish you saw me as the sun and not a brief sunset

Dear Poets, Have you ever been tired ? Tired of getting your heart broken, Tired of accepting disappointments in routine, Tired of non-reciprocating efforts, Tired of unsaid goodbyes, Tired of incomplete letters, Ink Smudged poems in the head, And never ending hopeful heart . Aren't you tired of writing all over again about ideas which are mostly untrue or imaginary, unreal or just a mystery, Things that don't happen in today's world, and if they do, they aren't appreciated enough, But they are written using big words and shorter lines, People read them over again and even mime, But we, the poets, keep writing keeping our hearts on fire, Soul in hell and a face with a smile.