Sirf tum.....!!!!!!!!!

Kuch aur shabd...hain aaj ke shaam,
kuch aur pal...hain aapke naam,
fir dekh raha....tumhare sandesh ki rah,
fir tumse milne ki...ek aur chah,
fir sun na hai tumhaare awaaj ka azaan,
fir dekhna hai voh pyaara muskaan,
fir lag raha yeh shaam kuch summ,
fir yaaad aai ..firse tum........ !!!
-Anurag

KHAMOSH

facebook.comKhamosh hai yeh din,
khamosh hai yeh raat,
khamosh hai yeh labs,
khamoshi ki hai baat,
khamosh hai yeh dil,
khamosh hai yeh sama,
khamosh hai yeh mann,
khamosh hai yeh jahan,
khamoshi se judi hai,
aati hui har shaam,
har aati hui subah hai,
khamoshi ke naam,
jhakjhorti hai yeh khamoshi mujhe,
udaati hui mere hosh,
yeh khamoshi sab kuch hai kehti,
par rehti hai khamosh............!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

----Anurag

SHAMSHAAN....

Manzil to teri thi yahin,
bas zindgi gujar gayi aate aate,
kya mila is duniya se tujhe,
Apno ne hi jala diya jate jate ...

Roye nahi ek boond aasu ke,
sajaa kar rakh di teri tasveer,
tu rota raha kismat ko lekar,
aakhir yahin bani teri taqdeer...

kama lo chahe shaan-o-shaukat,
yahan bane hain sab fakir,
pyaar ki kimat de jaate yahan,
chahe ho raanjha ya fir heer...

aana toh padta hai yahin par,
kama lo chahe jitni shaurat,
khaak me mil jaate ho tum,
aur saath hi tumhaari har daulat...

Samajh lo duniya me ab tum,
ek ho musafir aur mehmaan,
laut aana hai apne hi ghar me,
door nahi hai voh SHAMSHAAN.......!!!
----ANURAG

A Probable love......

In search of love,
I opened my eyes,
Life seemed tossing,
An unbiased dice...

Each time turning,
and facing the blues,
adding the digits,
to different values...

Playing the game,
Of body and mind,
trying the best,
for two hearts to bind...

Given an option,
If at all to choose,
Rather than to win,
Its better to lose...

Coz soon the hearts,
shows you a closed door,
to get an null output,
the probability is more...

---Anurag.

DO NOT PLAY

I want to tell u friends,
about a boy,
thruout his life,
he had a small toy...

He never played with it,
when he was very young,
at tat age he cried,
at tat age he sung...

He grew a lil older,
and understood how to play,
He started then playing,
in his self-own way...

He gave it to some1,
in return he got it back,
Bt was sad to see on it,
a small but deep crack...

He shared it once again,
bt this tym with some wishes,
Again he got it back,
bt ths tym in some pieces...

On it the world was rude,
on it the world was cunning,
He wondered on the toy,
Coz still it kept running...

Thru out the boy's life,
its working didnt end,
The toy later became,
the boys best friend...

The toy u knw,
wasnt a car or a cart,
Yes,ur'll guessed it right,
it was just his "HEART".

---Anurag.

A POTTED FLOWER....

Got up in the morning,
With some thot,
I saw some flowers,
In my earthen pot...

Sat near them,
To have a glance,
I saw them smiling,
I saw them dance...

One of them raised,
To look at me,
So beautifully made,
So pink was she...

She was so divine,
as peaceful as a dove,
Her fragrance reminded me,
of my own love...

After sm tym,
she gave me a smile,
I couldnt forget her,
even for a while...

I asked her "How are u happy,
even in a pot?"
She said " This is whr am born,
and here i am bought"...

She meant hapiness is,
a big thing to sound,
its just in you,
and just around...

To reach the happy moments,
she showed me a way,
Yes, a potted flower,
Today made up my day...
----ANURAG.

A TRUE INDIAN

After the morning prayers,
I perhaps heard a beep,
Looking straight on the road,
I saw a military jeep...

Out came some men,
Dressed in white and blue,
Not single,not in pair,
They were in a crew...

Their face looked heavy,
Their body looked slack,
Out they pulled a box,
With a flag at its back...

I heard some people cry,
I saw tears being shed,
Was broken to hear the news,
Of the warrior being dead...

Stood I in attention,
As they gave him tribute,
A drop rolled down my cheeks,
My hand raised to salute...

He was someones friend,
A father as well as son,
Proud to say,he was,
A "TRUE INDIAN"...
-----Anurag.

TOPSY-TURVY

I got up in the morning,
And worked out in the gym,
Instead of building body,
I grew tall and slim...

I ate then four bananas,
Then eggs and a cup of tea,
As I finished the breakfast,
Found my stomach empty...

I studied very hard,
The subject of biology,
But landed up in pursuing,
Career in technology...

I taught many people,
But found myself failed,
I went on to be a police,
But found myself jailed...

Yes,my life for me,
Is very crooked and curvy,
The world for me seems,
To be topsy and turvy...

----Anurag

FACEBOOK

I started some time ago,

I enjoyed it a lot,

It always made me fresh,

Like a flower in a pot...

Here i met my pals,

Both far and near ones,

I shared my days of grief,

I shared all my funs...

I used to be eager,

Always to say a "HI",

But now its time to say,

A heart-breaking "BYE"...

I can't assure the sun,

I dnt promise any moon,

Will surely meet ur'll in life,

Later or may be soon...

I am off to flow,

My life's now a brook,

I wish ur'll the best wishes,

Friends enjoy "THE FACEBOOK".

---Anurag.

MY GEMS...............!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

My gems of std. 12th,
Ur'll got ur results today,
I know sm r dpressed,
I know sm r gay...

For those who r depressed,
Pls gv me sm smiles,
Its just a start of life,
U still hv to walk miles...

For those who r happy,
Spread smiles far n near,
C ur colleagues weeping,
Pls help them certainly cheer...

Ur'll r the growing flowers,
n not any hard bound stems,
Be proud of what ur'll have earned,
Ur'll r my precious gems...
---Anurag.

A DREAM

Walking thru the forest,
I saw a person go,
His identity,
I never know...

I saw him walking heavily,
With a stick in his hand,
Perhaps he was limping,
just scouring the land...

Just then i winked my eye,
To make the vision clear,
But was astonished to see,
the person disappear...

I searched him in the woods,
Atlast found myself lost,
Thus was my encounter,
Perhaps with a ghost...

I feared the silent dark,
I feared the air so dense,
But heaved a sigh of relief,
Coming back to my sense...

I was about to shout,
I was about to scream,
Thank god I woke up,
It was just a dream...

----Anurag

Valentine...

Its time for the hearts,
for a divine meet,
Its time when they tend,
to increase their beat.

Its time for them,
to search a perfect mate,
Its time for a propose,
and to fix a date.

Its time for a smile,
and even a blush,
Its time to think about,
a hard core crush.

Its time for the heart,
to dance and dine,
Its time to rejoice,
our Valentine..........
-----Anurag..

THE CREATOR

It being a day of rain,
I watched from the window pane,
The earth was almost drenched,
There was water all down the lane..

The climate was so cool,
The forest full of trees,
And under the ceiling,
I could hear some bees..

Just then i heard,
A voice clear n loud,
Perhaps it came from,
Somewer behind a cloud..

The voice complained,
Of the earth getting worst,
And compared its present,
With how it was first..

It made me an appeal,
To look after the earth,
Till my last breath,
And even in my next birth..

The voice at once vanished,
And it clicked to me later,
The speaker was none other,
Than the earth's own CREATOR..

---ANURAG

A SACRED TEACHER'S DAY

When i entered this college,
I knew my childhood had gone,
I started bunking lectures,
But made good use of the lawn.

My ego went on increasing,
I acted a bit mean,
More than my class and books,
I enjoyed the canteen.

Just then i met a group,
Of perhaps some divine creatures,
Yes,urll guessed it right,
They are my own teachers.

Love is what they always,
Awaited me to give,
They not only taught me life ,
But also how to live.

My life at that stage,
Took a fast rewind,
I stopped acting mean,
And turned calm n kind.

They enlightened our minds,
Like a morning sunrise,
Thus teaching me the values,
To be nice and wise.

They made my lectures colorful,
I forgot the lawn green,
Their words became my hunger,
I forgot the canteen.

I wud apologize to them today,
They silently bore my pranks,
I wud give them a heart today,
To say a big THANKS.

These words from my heart,
I hv arranged in a poetic tray,
To wish them a prosperous life,
And a 'SACRED TEACHER'S DAY'...............


-------ANURAG

JUST FOR U........!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I want to wish the world,
all the very best,
coz' soon along with my soul,
in the grave m gonna rest.

Tell ur nearest colleague,
and all my best friends,
to remember me forever,
wen my life ends.

Dont shed any tears,
never cry for me in pain,
coz'death cannot conquer me,
it wud just be in vain.

Death wud just cover me,
under it i wud just creep,
no,i wont ever die,
it wud just be a sleep.

Dont u ever think of me,
you r my best friend among few,
i promise you of my next birth,
yes, JUST FOR U...............

----------ANURAG.

ON MY DEATH.............

I want to tell u about,
a person whom i met,
i know u wont believe,
it was my own death.

On meeting him first,
in sadness i was drowned,
coz the day wen i died,
no one even frowned.

The winds blew as usual,
the trees also swayed,
even my loved ones,
just cheered and gayed.

My friends forgot me,
my lover got someone new,
wat happened to my body,
i have no clue.

These are the few,
memories wich i had,
but thinking about this,
makes me really sad.

At the moment of my death,
i remember the rain was hard,
the memories of this rain,
is impossible to discard.

The reason of that rain,
to find out i tried,
and god said it was no rain,
but on my death- it was he who cried............

------ANURAG

TANTRA

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It started some years ago,

And it's still going on,

In the dept. of computers,

A new trend is born.

It comes once in a year,

Lasting a couple of days,

Giving a chance to enjoy,

Ofcourse in many ways.

It certainly enlightens us,

By teaching various tricks,

And displaying some talents,

In events like Robotics.

It changes into reality ,

The world of imagination,

Thus inventing new techniques,

In paper presentation.

It allows us to debate,

And to make a program run,

Not only being technical,

It even provides a great fun.

Its supported and organised,

By the "Computer Society of India",

We proudly give it a name,

Yes, its known as 'TANTRA'

-ANURAG PANIGRAHY(T.E.Comps)