Pushp Sirohi Poems

The water, once clear, now murky and grey,
Polluted by our actions, day by day,
Our waste and chemicals, they flow and seep,
Into the rivers, the lakes, and the deep.
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Amidst the honking cars and blaring horns,
A symphony of chaos, each day reborn,
The sounds of the city, a never-ending din,
A discordant melody that grates within.
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We all think
we know the pain
but no one really know
what is a real pain
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My mind always fight for choosing wrong
and same time i choose right,
not because i hate wrong but
because i wan't to be right
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Hard to find

As we the creation,
Bounded by the rules of human.
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Ishq, mohhabat our wafer ka jiker hote hi Teri aankhon ka jhuk jana,
tere aankhon ka bayan he ye tere gunehgar hone ka.
Tere rooh bhi kanp uthti hoge Pushp ka naam soch kr,
Pata to tuzhe bli hai ki kya silla diya tume hamen vafadar hone ka.
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A Pen without ink

I see a squirrel in sin
when lost the peanut in bin
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Main vyast hun..
Par asie nahi jase sad vast hail ape kamon main,
Main vyast hun apne bhiter ke darr ko marne main,
Main vast hun apne Bacchae ke sawalon main,
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Life is a journey, with twists and turns,
A path that we travel, a fire that burns,
We stumble and fall, we laugh and we cry,
We search for meaning, as time goes by.
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