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  • nehalexico 3w

    Poem By-Amitabh Bachchan

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    मुट्ठी में कुछ सपने लेकर , भर कर जेबों में आशाएं

    दिल में है अरमान यही , कुछ कर जाएं , कुछ कर जाएं।

    सूरज सा तेज़ नहीं मुझमे , दीपक सा जलता देखोगे

    सूरज सा तेज़ नहीं मुझमे , दीपक सा जलता देखोगे

    अपनी हद रौशन करने से

    तुम मुझको कब तक रोकोगे,

    तुम मुझको कब तक रोकोगे..

    मैं उस माटी का वृक्ष नहीं , जिसको नदियों ने सींचा है

    मैं उस माटी का वृक्ष नहीं , जिसको नदियों ने सींचा है

    बंजर माटी में पलकर मैंने मृत्यु से जीवन खिंचा है

    मैं पत्थर पे लिखी इबारत हु , शीशे से कब तक तोड़ोगे

    मिटने वाला मैं नाम नहीं,

    तुम मुझको कब तक रोकोगे ,

    तुम मुझको कब तक रोकोगे..

    इस जग में जितने जुल्म नहीं उतने सहने की ताकत है

    इस जग में जितने जुल्म नहीं उतने सहने की ताकत है

    तानो के भी शोर में रहकर , सच कहने की आदत है

    मैं सागर से भी गहरा हु ,मैं सागर से भी गहरा हु,

    तुम कितने कंकड़ फेंकोगे

    चुन चुन के आगे बढूंगा मैं,

    तुम मुझको कब तक रोकोगे,

    तुम मुझको कब तक रोकोगे..

    झुक झुक कर सीधा खड़ा हुआ , अब फिर झुकने का शौख नहीं

    झुक झुक कर सीधा खड़ा हुआ , अब फिर झुकने का शौख नहीं

    अपने ही हाथों रचा स्वयं , तुमसे मिटने का खौफ़ नहीं

    तुम हालातों की भट्टी में जब जब भी मुझको झांकोगे

    तब तप कर सोना बनूँगा मैं

    तुम मुझको कब तक रोकोगे

    तुम मुझको कब तक रोकोगे

    तुम मुझको कब तक रोकोगे….

  • nehalexico 4w

    It takes the darker blood
    for something to reflect
    as an art to the world
    that doesn't appreciate
    the ordinary.

    - Neha. M

  • nehalexico 4w

    #rhythm

    You painted it all at right place,
    Every colour within it's margin,
    The subtle bright followed by light.
    But you're art was still a curt
    for it had no rhythm.
    ©nehalexico

  • nehalexico 4w

    She says

    It was never a gift to be Draupadi,
    There was a cost to it on every walk,
    To write a history that's so propellable in itself.
    To the eye of a men that see the drive in exploration of a woman's body in the context of her obligations to keep them happy; it was them who made me a ferocious human.
    ' I was Draupadi they made me from there actions'


    (Inspiration from Mythology)
    ©nehalexico

  • nehalexico 4w

    You think I don't see; every time I gawk my eyes at your picture I could see the well crafted pretence for who do you think knows the real you better than me? you who has sincerely given to the dust of life like one hurt at a time and a hope that it will be a sunshine one day. Your cries and laughter echo like a gong beat reflexively but I still see you running at the ground like catching the motions of the world. You know that tomorrow will be another person who breaks you again but you still don't stop trusting.You who believes in the unpredictability as well as sunshines at the same time, I for the moment see nothing beautiful than your existence ...
    ©nehalexico

  • nehalexico 8w

    By unknown writer

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    Dear depressed,

    I like everyone cannot assure you to be always there for you considering the uncertainty of my own life and situation but I know one thing...

    That the city that's build up with so many stories
    Can always battle one more of your story.

    In a million trillion of ears everywhere
    there can always be one that takes a stride of being your listener.

    Yes, we all know 'vulnerabilities' are so judgemental but remember never worthier than anyone's life.

    So let's have some free sunlight with a loud shameful conversation than a room of darkness with a silent screams.

    -Neha.M✍️

  • nehalexico 8w

    कहो तो सूना दू आज

    ऐक और आस्मा की कहानी केद रखी है,
    कहो तो सूना दू आज..
    मगर शब्दो में नही, निळे गगन को सात तेरके;
    ऐक और आस्मा की कहानी केद रखी है
    कहो तो सूना दू आज||

    ©nehalexico

  • nehalexico 8w

    It wasn’t another animal

    There is a lost place in my country where lives bunch of morons,

    I could no more share my sky with them

    I am so broken to know that I belong to the country where such brain stays

    For we are the age old believers of

    ‘The greatness of a nation and its moral progress can be judged by the way its animals are treated.’

    Today let me speak for them, who could not speak for themselves.

    Every strength of a rainbow in a white sky rested that day,

    ‘They killed him, They killed him’ everyone is crying..

    I want to ask the culprit,’ what have you laid up that no punishment could ever justify it?

    Oh man! What a masterpiece execution of destruction ‘A firecracker in a pineapple’ you create.

    Your weapon has just gifted this world ‘A devoid of imagining a cruelty’.

    The ribs, intestine, lung and a heart first then every sensory and finally the skin bleeds

    A pain that erupted like any other pain but all in silence the river full of blood and the tears ripped .

    And you haven’t slaughtered one life but two; let me remind you this.

    Motherhood if you know in itself is heroism and you in that sense have mutilated a hero among us.

    You have shown us how a damage of innocence by tormented souls looks like.

    And you got to listen this that no eyes of human and wild life ever going to stand this brutality

    For *it wasn’t another animal* but a mother and a budding child that left the country who completely believes in the solidarity of justice.

    -Neha.M
    05/06/2020
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  • nehalexico 9w

    Life without a music is a mistake

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    Music

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  • nehalexico 10w

    I waited here in half a fragment with colossal of darkness;
    I knew my other fragment is on his way
    with a mind and whispers of honesty,
    For I could feel the incompleteness , For I could feel the lost like a dead end.

    #fragments

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    Fragment
    ©nehalexico