Finding the Purpose...

This disillusionment this haziness makes me wonder,

Was there ever a purpose or have I just lost it now ?

That alacrity seems to have vanished,

Purpose disappeared and my being famished.

Is there a reason that reason wants me to find ?

The forces are evading, nothing seems to unwind

Never had this feeling of not having a purpose before

Bouncing in the waves, not knowing where to find the shore..

This is no sadness this is no pain

What do I call it when it doesn't matter whether I lose or gain

Moments ago, what I was losing mattered and the stakes were high

No longer is this the case and I don't know why ??????

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फर्क सोच का है...

हम सोच सकते है कि लाखों गुज़र गए, हमारा अंत भी आने वाला है या हम सोच सकते है कि लाखों ठीक हो गए, फर्क सोच का है, दिखाई देता अंधेरा है या उजाला है हम सोच सकते है, अर्थव्यवस्था चरमरा गयी है, हमारी जेबे भी खाली होने वाली हैं या हम सोच सकते हैं कि जान बची तो लाखों पाए, फर्क सोच का है, कल दिवाला है या दीवाली है हम सोच सकते है, ज़िन्दगी चार दीवारी में कैद हो गई, हमारी ख्वाइशें दम तोड़ने वाली हैं, या हम सोच सकते हैं, की ख्वाब दीवारों के मोहताज नहीं, फर्क सोच का है, पलको पे इंद्रधनुष है या रात काली है

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