shraddha shraddha the poetess
i am shraddha...16 yrs old..and writing poems and articles from 6 yrs ago......love to write as that's the best way to express ur feelings, , , , views and urself..............althogh writing poetry makes me feel happy......according to me pen and papers are our best frnds to whom we can share everything...may in the form of poetryy or article or else..and it's a simple way to make a change in ur... more »
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shraddha shraddha the poetess Poems
Kbhi Chuka Na Paoongi...[Dedication To M...
tere anchal ko thaama to socha,, isse choot na paoongi.. tu meri zindagi hai,, tujhse dur kasie jaoongi.. yeh zindagi nahi tera
A story of a girl child........
When she was born,, there was no celebration.. even there was a negative situation.. everyone was in sorrow and in tension.. just because she was a girl child..!
Maa Tuu Yaad Aati Hai....
gar mez se thokar khaker chot mujhe lag jaati thi,,, tu aakar mez ko daant lagati thi,, ab jab kabhi chot lag jaati hai,, or dawa lagaane tu nahi aati hai...
Meri Parchhai Aksar Mujhse Poochha Krti ...
meri parchhai aksar mujhse ye poochha krti hai... meri kahaani sunkr usse joojha krti hai.. kyu chehre pr muskaan liye tu charon or firti hai,, fir raat ki ot mei kyu tu aahen bharti hai..
Gender Equity and Equality
she is a daughter, sister and mother then why always she suffer..? why we differentiate between he and she god didn't then why do we..?
corruption, corruption, corruption it is now a profession it is spreading like an infection needs instant cure and medication
Life is a game
Whenever you feel alone or you feel sad do something which makes you feel glad it's fine if you find situations not so good,, but don't think them bad..
Kahin Koi Aisa Bhi Hota Hai.......
Kehte hain maa se bachchey ka rishtaa,, Sabse oochaa hota hai... Ek bachcha maa k aanchal mei, Lakhon sapne sanjota hai..
it was a beautiful night when i was looking into the sky... what a wonderful sight..! while walking in my street,
Ae hawa tu daakiya ban jaana........
Ae hawa aaj tu daakiya ban jaana,, mere pyare bhai takbehna ka sandesaa pahuchaana... pyaar bharaa ek paigaam usko de aana... kuchh bhi krke uske hothon pr muskaan sajaana...
I am sure...! ! !
I am sure u have also,, heard that whistling... u might have faced,, that unneccesary following... misbehaving with girls,, is going onn.. like fashion....
Tujhe bulaaaya...... [maaa]
Abhi tak jab neend na aati thi,, maa tu lori gaati thi.. apne pyaar ke aanchal mei,, thapkiyaan dekr sulaati thi..
Mera Astitva Tujhme Hi Samaaya Hai.........
bas tujhe hi chaha maine,, bas tujhe hi apna banaaya hai..... teri mamta ka aihsaas hi maa,,, mere rag rag mei samaaya hai. jalti aag mei bhi thandak de de,,, aisi tere anchal ki chhhayaa hai.. jab jab mai museebat mei padi,, tujhe tb tb sang m paaya hai...
maaaaa tu kehlaye.......
chot lage gar mujhe, , , to aansu teri aaaankhon mei aaye.. tere chehre pr khile tb hasi, , jb jb hum muskaaye......
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Kbhi Chuka Na Paoongi...[Dedication To Maa]
tere anchal ko thaama to socha,,
isse choot na paoongi..
tu meri zindagi hai,, tujhse dur kasie jaoongi..
yeh zindagi nahi tera
karz hai mujhpar..
jise kbi chuka na paoongi
dur jate jab dekha tujhe
, to socha yeh ansu kaise chhupaoongi..
sambhala khud ko sochkar,
ki tujhke khudmei paoongi..
teri hi chhavi aayegi nazar,
jb aaine k samne aoongi..
socha milungi jb tujhse to tujhe,
to ansu se bheege takiye ki dastan sunaoongi...
par socha fir kya kabhi ujhe bata paoongi...
kitna yaad kiya hr pal tujhe,,
, kya bata paoongi..
is duniya mei ...