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  • vikramvawool99 8w

    Kabhi beparwaah sa, kabhi apna sa..
    Bas tere saath se, wo pal tha judaa sa..!
    Kabhi bewaqt sa, kabhi saktht sa..
    Bas tere saath se, wo waqt tha thahra sa..!
    Kabhi bematlab sa, kabhi khurdura sa.
    Bas tere saath se, wo ehsaas tha makhmali sa..!
    Dhalti shaam si, badalte mausam sa..
    Bas tere saath se, wo lamha tha zindagi sa..!

    ©vikramvawool

  • vikramvawool99 13w

    Shayad wo kal humara na tha jisme hum aapko khojte rahe,
    Shayad wo pal humara na tha jiske liye hum khud ko koste rahe
    Shayad kisi roj apka ibadat hoga,
    Shayad kabhi poora ye mannat hoga.
    Shayad kabhi toh aap mukammal hoge,
    Shayad kabhi dil ke talab mai kamal khilenge,
    Shayad kabhi har raat humri hogi,
    Shayad kabhi har baat humri hogi,
    Shayad kabhi humesha ke liye tera hath hoga,
    Shayad har dard ke mod pe tera sath hoga.
    Shayad tu yuhi humse khafa hogi,
    Shayad ek din tu humse na juda hogi.
    Shayad kabhi mere rooh ke alfaz ko samjhegi tu,
    Shayad kabhi is dil ke aagaz ko janegi tu.
    Shayad kabhi mere andar ka sannata sun paegi,
    Shayad tabhi tu mere pyar ko jan paegi
    Shayad kisi roz tu apna hogi,
    Shayad kabhi toh poora ye adhura sapna hoga.
    Shayad aaj ye din us kamjori ka hai,
    Shayad aaj yeh pal humri lachari ka hai.
    Shayad kabhi mere cene mai tera sir hoga,
    Shayad kabhi yu tanha jeena ka na darr hoga.
    Shayad us roz tu aaegi mera hath thamne,
    Shayad us roz tu apnaegi mujhe duniya ke samne
    Shayad kabhi toh rooh puri hogi
    Shayad kabhi humre bech na koi doori hogi.
    Bas waqt bewaqt isse umeed mai jeeta hu,
    Shayad tu kabhi kisi sham bus meri hogi.
    ©vikramvawool

  • vikramvawool99 23w

    I had a dream last night,
    she came back to my life
    That was the happiest moment of my life
    when I was yours and you were mine
    we were awake at midnight
    sharing the beauties of life.
    Her hands were in mine now
    as we walked straight the line.
    On a strange turn, I lost her
    I searched her there for a long time
    but was unable to find
    Suddenly I wake up, from my dream
    get out of room and went outside
    walking on the street with her memories
    which were now an intense part of my life.
    I went to that strange point every day
    where she moved out of my life
    hoping that she will return one day
    but all those were false dreams of mine.
    After all, now I realized
    it was drastic period of my life
    when I was yours and you were mine.

    ©vikramvawool

  • vikramvawool99 25w

    Where do I belong?
    A question, was igniting a restlessness in me Since long.
    So I boarded a Bus For a far away home, somewhere. Happiness was the destination.
    Journey Full of ups and downs.
    Took a deep breath, And I closed my Eyes Feeling the soft cool breeze swaying through my messy hairs Raindrops kissing my face, smoothly.
    I could count on my heartbeats, as they became too slow.
    As if whispering to me, asking. To stop right at the moment, just for once.
    And listen to the voices in me and their idea of halcyon while I drown into the soothing serenity.
    As I stared out of the window.
    There it was.
    A beautiful glimpse of the destination The whole journey was meant for Happiness.

    ©vikramvawool

  • vikramvawool99 27w

    Over from my window pane,
    I sat with a paper and pen.
    Taking an overlook,
    Over the pages of world book.
    The little raindrops splashing by, calmed my sigh. The little workshop of life,
    had so many workers and consumers, busy in their various tasks and dreams.
    Various lifeforms had woven their path towards this present,
    After eons of patient tries and living.
    Though the fog blinded my vision,
    These life indicating elements,
    Had carved and engraved in me,A SERENE PEACE.

    ©vikramvawool

  • vikramvawool99 29w

    Waves and Me. We met during a sunset and started spilling out our secrets.
    Neither of us could understand, what the other was saying and yet, it was such a peaceful discussion.
    They took away my griefs and buried them somewhere in the dark of ocean, untouchable forever. And for me, I have this profound silence of waves talking to me and that music, is somewhere in core of heart, untouchable forever.

    ©vikramvawool

  • vikramvawool99 29w

    You're the chaos, just like the waves, unpredictable, fierce, too powerful to hold, and all over me. I was the calm, just like the placid shore awaiting you to crash into me just to go again.

    ©vikramvawool

  • vikramvawool99 32w

    What is death? A mere physical separation of a person!
    Even the most regnant & inevitable upshot of our lives, the DEATH does not has in it the persuasiveness to recede the left over imprints on the heart, the moments of liveliness shared when demise came even before physical death knocked in.
    It can never sweep over the sole right of the tears that pool in the eyes whenever that physical absence is substantiated, the melody of emotions that rain on the heart when it relates to haptics.
    Who says the sign language is only for those visible to naked eyes? Here is the sign language too. The language of love,essences that is inseparable by the mere physical presence of bodies because it's between souls, the souls that are always intact with the threads that not the mightiest of all, the DEATH can split up.

    ©vikramvawool

  • vikramvawool99 32w

    I will rise upto the sky & fall again
    I fell from the sky and touched the ground
    Was exhausted and about to die but I kept falling
    My body was smashed; down the ground but my soul was on cloud 9,
    I know it's terrible & awful but nothing can stop me,
    It is not about the fall, it's about the rise,
    Rise and fall will continue whatever is the price,
    Pain of falling is enjoyable when you gain,
    Success is what excites me to go insane,
    I will rise Upto the sky & fall again,
    Fall for rise will be the same,
    Till the time Sky will be permanent place for my name.

    ©vikramvawool

  • vikramvawool99 34w

    This cuboid carries me on its wheels,
    like it would carry me away from pain
    like it would soar
    like it would roar
    And, it would diminish my demons
    like it would take me home.
    I am not a fan
    Of these bus rides from work.
    But, I find time here.
    Between conversations
    And lost constellations,
    I find time here.
    I mutilate the white with black,
    With keystrokes and words
    That ooze from my fingers
    like torn symphonies.
    Do
    You know what torn symphonies are?
    You are looking at one.

    ©vikramvawool