Mid night poet

Cause i don't know how to fly- Don't know where to draw the line,  Cause I don't know how to fly. When everyone is negative, How can I be positive? World so high, I haven’t started to fly With the negative energy of others, I feel like I have the useless feather. When I look around, People are twice ahead of me. And here I'm struggling to take big steps, As I have small legs! I don't want to walk because everyone talks, I want to live with peace, that's all what I want. Fog on the road,  Makes me confused where to go. People are pushing, people are kicking,  Some from front And some from the back. Don't know where to draw the line,  Cause I don't know how to fly. Trying to take rest at night, But my mind fights over and over this whole night.  Struggling to get up and start the race again, Though I know I'm not fighting to win the race.  Want to have a simple life,  B...

Hindi poetry on friends and friendship, Whose title is kuch. KUCH - Kuch Hasi Lamho ko kad karna chahti Hoon Main In Pannu me, Kuch Yaadon Ko sirhane Rakh kar Sona chahti Hoon Main, Kuch Teri Baatein Kuch Meri Baaton ko apni Yaadein banana chahti Hoon Main, Kuch Baatein Jo baya Na Kar Saki Unhe mehsoos kar aana chahti Hoon Main Tujhe Tere Hasi Ke Piche ka Dukh, Tere Aansu Ke Piche Ki Khushi, Ko samajh na chahti Hoon Main, Kuch nahi toh kam se kam Teri Sachi dost Banna chahti Hoon Main......... Tere Har Pal Mein Toh Rehna Mumkin Nahi par tera har Pal Ki Yaad Mein Rehna chahti Hoon Main, Tujhe Hasana chahti Hoon, Main Tujhe chadana chahti Hoon Main, Teri is Muskurahat ko Bekarar Rakhna chahti Hoon Main, Kuch nahi to kam se kam Teri Sachi dost Banna chahti Hoon Main........ By- Amisha Pareek.

I'm little scared- Don't know what to do in this  life , But still I figure out something nice, Yet sometimes not so nice. Fear of  failure , Stopping me from  success . Walking in this bloody road, Where I haven't killed yet, But seen people killing emotions, feeling, self respect, hence no one cares. People have knife in there hands, That's the reason why I never shake hands. I'm quite, I'm silent, Not because I'm  scared, But I don't want drama's anyway. People can't hear me, Because of so many noise near me. Sometimes I'm little sacred, Not because of people, But the thought of being one of them. Nights are dark, Thought of what should I do next, Never let me sleep  peacefully  anyways. friends are not near, Families  can't hear. Now even I have too many faces, Some to hide Fear , Some to hide failure. And now finally, i'm little scared. By- Amisha Pareek It's an English poetry on ...

Kuch log- Kuch log dhuki se hote hai, Phir bhi muskurate hai. Akele mai roo rahe hai vo, Par samne Kuch nhi dekhlate hai. Shant se rahate hai, Phir bhi kabhi nhi batate hai. Sannate mein baithe Hain, Aur bheed mai chup jate hai. Vo log masoom se hote hai, Phir bhi chidchida te hai. Unka maan saf sa hota hai, Phir bhi kuch ulta bol jate hai. Khud ke parchhai ke sath ghum rahe hai, Ghanto diwaro ko dekh unke aab din kat jate hai. Maan bhar chuka hota hai, Phir bhi kuch nhi bol pate hai. Aise logo ko hum, Kabhi nhi samaj pate hai. In hindi- कुछ लोग दुखि से होते है, फिर भी मुस्कुराते है. अकेले मै रो रहे है वो, पर सामने कुछ नही दिखलाते है. शांत से रहते है, फिर भी कभी नही बते है. सन्नाटे में बैठते हैं, और भीड़ में छुप जाते है. वो लोग मासूम से होते है, फिर भी चिडचिडाते है. उनका मान साफ सा होता है, फिर भी कुछ उल्टा बोल जाते है. खुद की परछाई के साथ घूम रहे है, घंटो दीवारों को देख उनके अब दिन कट जाते है. मान भर चूका होता ह...

English poetry Nightmare  - One hand on my chest, trying to calm my heart beats which are so fast. While with other shaking hand wiping this sweaty face. Scared of that man, who is on his bail Finds me all alone ones again. While standing in front of me, he touched me with his disgusted eyes. His loud voice -" I said you to be a good girl" Made me fall on my knees, with teary eyes. Room was dark, room was quiet, Making me hear my heart beats with his footsteps coming near me. I cry so hard while joining both my hand, Asking him to leave me, Even asked to forgive me, for my mistake which I have never did. His slap was hard, his grip on my hairs made me cry even harder. Before he could slap me again, I heard my mom "don't worry I'm here", while rubbing my back. With this I open my eyes and realised it was a dream, it was a dream, I know he is not here, he is getting his punishment for what he did. Still I asked my mother to be ev...

School ke vo din - 5 sal beet Gaye ek dusre ko dekhen, ek dusre ka sath chhode, Ab Kai purane chehre naye se lagte Hain Ab Kai baten yad aati hai toh kai bhul se gaye hain Vo school Ka akhri din aaj bhi Yaad hai mujhe, Usdin na jane kytni photo click huyi thi, aur kytno ko goodbye Bola tha humne, Jante nhi thi ke Kuch goodbye forever wala tha. "School se nikalo tab school bada yad Aaye ga," aise thi kayo ke vichar, Par sach khati hu mujhe nhi aati Yaad. Kabhi masti nhi ke mane isliye shayad nhi aati ha mujhe yaad, Phir bhi - Kai log, Kai bate, kai pal yaad hai mujhe. Kuch schoolmates Dekh Kar mujhe 'who is she?" Ho jate hai Inke reactions, Toh Kuch ko Dekh Kar Mera aise reaction hota hai. Kaio ko bus name se jante hai, Toh kaio ko bus face se. School aur college ke bich ka Safar bus itna tha ke school Mai dosti masti ke leye Hoti thi, Aur college Mai dosti sirf matlb ke liye. Par phir bhi isbich Kai aapno ka sath mila. Vo proxy word humsab ...