गम खाया है, आंसू पिए हैं,
तिल-तिल करते रोज़ जिए हैं,
क्या बताएं तुम्हें , क्या जानना चाहोगी,
apne हाथों से अपने ज़ख्म सिये हैं................
बीता कल था बीत गया,
घाव था एक जो रिसता रहा,
कब, कहाँ, कैसे कुछ याद नहीं,
उस ज़ख्म पर रुई के फाये कभी रखे नहीं......
इंतज़ार करती हूँ अब तो सिर्फ़ मौत का जाकर पूछूं खुदा से ऊपर किसी दिन,
क्या सोचा था, हार जाऊंगी, टूट जाऊंगी,
कैसे लगा तुम्हें ,मुझमें तुमसे लड़ने का दम नहीं ....................
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For you Nidhi...
People wait for her to fail
or nudge her when she is down
get up and hurry,
you're so strong...
A strong woman is a mass of scar tissue
that aches when it rains and wounds that bleed...
What will comfort her is others loving
her equally for the strength
and for the weakness
Thats an extinct trait pallavi........never experienced the company of such balanced people.
Nids, sabse pehle to mere liye itna feel karne ka shukriya. Jab kabhi dil chahe share kar lena, am just a call/click away.
ye tumhare liye...
Now you understand
Just why my head's not bowed.
I don't shout or jump about
Or have to talk real loud.
When you see me passing
It ought to make you proud.
I say,
It's in the click of my heels,
The bend of my hair,
the palm of my hand,
The need of my care,
'Cause I'm a woman
Phenomenally.
Phenomenal woman,
That's me.
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