thanks Pooja ji

thanks syednaami ji loved the words myself and so wanted to share

 

thanks no_good_stranger

NM

 

PAINT BRUSH

I keep my paint brush with me
Wherever I may go,
In case I need to cover up
So the real me doesn't show.
I'm so afraid to show you me,
Afraid of what you'll do -- that
You might laugh or say mean things.
I'm afraid I might lose you.

I'd like to remove all my paint coats
To show you the real ,true me,
But i want you to try and understand,
I need you to accept what you see.
So if you'll be patient and close your eyes,
I'll strip off all my coats real slow.
Please understand how much it hurts
To let the real me show.

Now my coats are all stripped off.
I feel naked,bare and cold,
And if you still love me with all that you see,
You are my friend,pure as gold.

I want to save my paint brush, though,
And hold it in my hand,
I want to keep it handy
In case somebody doesn't understand.
So please protect me,my dear friend
And thanks for loving me true,
But please let me keep my paint brush with me
Until I love me, too.

aapki hausla afzaahi ka shukriya Kaushikbhawna ji

Kaha Maut ne yun... "aao paas mere,
Meine diya aajtak na dhoka kisi ko,
Mera saath paane se ,is zindagi ne,
Chaho na chaho ,na roka kisi ko."

Kar diya Maut ne shringaar aakhri,
Hai aakhri waqt,saans bhi aakhri,
Hua waqt Rukhsat ka  magar,dil ko phir bhi,
Sirf ek baar milne ki chaah aakhri.

Janaaze ko mere utha kar chale,
Gairon ne diye kaandhe,woh katra gaye,
Chaha tha dil ne milen zindagi mein,
Par maut mein bhi woh daaman bacha kar chale.

Kafan par hamaare do aansu na gire,
Kabr par na jale chahaton ke diye,
Ab kise hai hamaare marne ka gam,
Intezaam woh hamaara aakhri kar chale.

thanks Celmira

Yaadon ke daayre mein,ek chehra aaya hai nazar,
Waqt ne jise bhula diya tha,dil na bhool paaya magar,
Woh maasoom mohabbat,woh mausam suhaana,
Lo phir chal pada dil,yaadon ke safar par.

Mile the kabhi yun chandni mein,
Jaise khilti hai shabnam,gaalon pe gul ke
Woh hasna-hasaana,woh baatein suhaani,
Woh mulaakaatein rahi hain,jharokhon mein dil ke.

Nahi paas hain woh,unka ehsaas to hai
Unke kadmon ki aahaton ki aas to hai,
Aayenge woh ,itna yakeen hai...
Unhe bhi woh bechaini,woh pyaas to hai.

Ab wahi raat ki khamoshi,fir wahi tanhai,
Yeh hawaein phir kisi ki yaad le aayi,
Hum to baithe the yaadon ke daayre mein,
Phir kisi ke liye yeh aankhen bhar aayi.