wandering_

My story is different ..my life is difficult.But I tread this path slowly so please don’t be critical !!

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    The best of friends and worst of enemies are both remembered !!
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  • wandering_ 3w

    Bloomingdales ....

  • wandering_ 3w

    Doused in fire
    Infused in her flames
    I spread fragrance of thee
    My sorrows leave an indelible print on heart
    In a matter of minutes she sets me free
    Terrified burnt and charred
    Hated aghast like a Holocaust
    I embrace my journey with she
    Infused in flames like a coal from wood
    She blissfully warms her soul in my eternal death
    Firefly I call her
    For I am the soul she embraces
    Infused incense of soul
    Filling every corner of her heart
    I plan my journey of frivolity
    One day alas I shall have my dream
    Firefly she races to kill thee
    For I douse my self in flames for her smile
    Infused reluctance I call my love
    Eternity has another name may be !!

  • wandering_ 3w

    सुरूर

    इस शहर मैं धुँआ क्या है
    इस दर्द ए दिल की दवा क्या है
    आसमाँ मैं लाखों तारें हैं लेकिन
    इस चाँद की जगह क्या है
    टिमटाते ओस की बुंदों की
    चकोर की चाँदनी की शुभा क्या है
    इस शहर को हुआ क्या है
    इस दिल के दर्द की दवा क्या है
    मरहम की तरह लगती है गाली
    आज कुछ ना कहने की सदा क्या है
    नया पुराना एक है अब
    तुम मैं और तुम अब बचा क्या है
    सितम कर लो सब अब मुझ पर मेरे हमदम
    शीरिन और राँझे की कहानी मैं अब बचा क्या है
    इस शहर को हुआ क्या है
    ज़िंदगी एक जुआ बन गयी है
    दर्द ए दिल की दवा क्या है।

    ©wandering_

  • wandering_ 3w

    The foggy new year morning wishes you a pleasant new year ahead !!
    ©wandering_

  • wandering_ 4w

    Rustling maple leaf said to me
    Pick me up and smell thee
    For I have been dying for long on this curb
    You haven’t seen my full colours nerd
    Pick me up will you silly
    I am what philosophy of life you search on the web
    For I have been through the stars and eve dated an elf
    For I had colours that made the world envy
    My beauty adorned the stamps and flags of the countries
    Beatles of the world bleated on my branches
    Lovers sang and priests sang hymns below my tranches
    But Now I am lying worthless unpaused and unpraised
    Straying and swaying among your cobbled shoes
    I am your celeb of the branches
    Circle of life has shown me true colours
    That colours only fade through their permanence
    For what matters is what remain on tree and and lies on the testaments !!

    ©wandering_

  • wandering_ 4w

    World through my glasses

    The best of books are often found in dirtiest corners of the library. Not because they are worthless but because it’s difficult to understand. The story is same with humans . The best of people are often found worthless ,lonely ,taunted and oppressed . Like the dry leaf in the spring season they watch the world whine about the melancholy of life while they search inside them often futile what wrong they did .Standing still on the curb in midnight they can be seen pondering to hide in its own shell often . That’s why most of the geniuses die a worthless unknown death only to be discovered after many years about their real talent and misery they went through. So never underestimate your own value and never change for the world . Alone today when you ponder on that bench give yourselves pep talk . Talk to that fellow in you and tell him that you love him and give him a warm hug because you are truely Jem that hasn’t found a consionner yet !!
    ©wandering_

  • wandering_ 5w

    Wrinkles in your scarf reminds me of our beautiful past !!
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  • wandering_ 5w

    Caged

    Whiff of air and rustling of leaves
    I carry the pain of my banishment
    Inside my cage thee
    My wings flutter now and then to adorn the sky
    I wave at all my friends and foe who pass by
    Bleeding and hurt to soul I cry myself to sleep
    Why do I have plenty to die
    Yes I am banished for life
    May be a curse from my earlier wife
    I am jailed without any crime
    With no partner kith and kins
    I am what you call Guantanamo bay life
    One day I believe though
    When I shall die
    My soul isn’t imprisoned
    And I shall fly
    Far and wide into the sand and glory
    For that shall be my final lullaby
    As I finally sleep in all my glory !!

    ©wandering_

  • wandering_ 5w

    Hint of romance
    Few heartbreaks
    And lot of struggles

    This sums up my life
    From ash to rumble !!
    ©wandering_