I will rise




When I woke up today, I realised,
My shattered dreams was bleeding o the floor,
My broken expectations were taking last breaths,
My unfilled love was clouding in vein,
 My underachievement was shouting me,
My shortcoming was flaunting on window,
My heart was aching, running wild.



I was numbed, shocked, stationary what to do,
Where to cry, for all these disasters,
whom to blame for  these mishappening,
Where to sprinkle my tears,
Whom to pour my grief,
Where to end my pain.



Then, after a heavy exhale,
I smile and spoke to me,
This is genesis of new beginning,
I will not be settled down, I will not rest,
My this  graveyard would be for my tomorrow,
Dear world, I will rise again.



©Abhishek Yadav -2017
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हर बार अपनी बेबस मुहब्बत के जनाजे पर,
खुद को ये बोलकर समझाया ,
कोई और है,तेरी पाक मुहब्बत |

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मेरी पाक मुहब्बत , नापाक करार हो गयी ,
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