Its aches work hard,
for a long, 24×7.
These aches,
they know no breaks,
they need no off days,
they can go at you,
hour after hour,
endlessly.
Relentlessly.
Just like the heart
that they belong to.
Just like the heart
that they belong to,
they do their job
on and on they go on
till you know the pain
no more.
Until, one fine day
they go numb and die.
Or die and go numb.
A sponge. Absorbs. All the water, and the soap. The grease and the dirt. Wring it out. And again. To make room for more.
pyaar mera non-biodegradable ishq tha par unka recyclable deforested se mann mein unse, khushiyo ki aayi thi biodiversity dheere-dheere bane the hum, ek doosre ki energy alternate wali duniya saari lagne lagi thi, jaise hai wo zero emission carbon footprint hi jaise, ho gaya ho sabka none par kaise ho sakta tha ye sustainable? emotional […]
बरसते बादल दिन में और बरसातों वाली रात हैं सुकून के सिलसिले, जल्द आएंगी सूखी सर्द हवाएं, फिर इक बार अाहों को बहलाने, गर्मी की लू भी ले ही आयेंगी रंगारंग फूलों वाली गालियां जैसे होता है हर बार, ठीक वैसे ही जैसे तुझसे जुदाई का मौसम है बरक़रार सालोसाल।
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