My Poetry! My world in my words Copyright © by Ravi Khurana. All rights reserved.
Sunday, August 15, 2010
This is the rhythm divine
Infant world is so divine and so amazing... you sleep with divine shine on your forehead, you cry without any attitude, looking for someone to take care of you. While in sleep you smile, you cry, get scared; remembering your last birth. Move your legs and hand like you are trying to do something important. Sometimes you just look at the ceiling like an old man in tension, with lots of responsibilities. But after all these difficulties when someone comes to you, you give them a divine smile, a smile that can make anyone's day. I believe in God, I believe in rebirth. Love you god! Only you can create this kind of magic.
Saturday, June 26, 2010
Wednesday, June 16, 2010
Notorious side
Ye dosti, and Ye Life
Meri Girlfriend, teri wife
Mera gussa, teri pride…
No no no no no…Don’t wanna show..Don’t wanan show.. My notorious side…Notorious side…
Kaali aankhe, gore cheeks
Figure toh dekho.. Mountains peaks
Chhote kapde, badha dhamal
Office mein khele 'seek and hide'….
No no no no no…Don’t wanna show..Don’t wanna show.. My notorious side…Notorious side…
Ladai jhaghde.. cat fight
Jo Mera left.. wo tera right
Dheela underwear, par jeans hai tight
Jaane kab ho neeche slide….
No no no no no…Don’t wanna show..Don’t wanan show.. My notorious side…Notorious side…
Meri Girlfriend, teri wife
Mera gussa, teri pride…
No no no no no…Don’t wanna show..Don’t wanan show.. My notorious side…Notorious side…
Kaali aankhe, gore cheeks
Figure toh dekho.. Mountains peaks
Chhote kapde, badha dhamal
Office mein khele 'seek and hide'….
No no no no no…Don’t wanna show..Don’t wanna show.. My notorious side…Notorious side…
Ladai jhaghde.. cat fight
Jo Mera left.. wo tera right
Dheela underwear, par jeans hai tight
Jaane kab ho neeche slide….
No no no no no…Don’t wanna show..Don’t wanan show.. My notorious side…Notorious side…
Tuesday, June 1, 2010
A Girl:-
Kabhi main hoon tanha, kabhi main akeli,
Ik uljha sawaal, ek un-suljhi paheli
Main paani ki kal-kal, main hawaaon ki sar sar,
Main Ganga hoon paawan, main Yamuna hoon maili
Main phoolon ki khushbu, main raato ke sapne,
Main neeli si chaadar aasamaan pe hoon phaili
Kabhi main hoon tanha, kabhi main akeli,
Ik uljha sawaal, ek un-suljhi paheli
Ik uljha sawaal, ek un-suljhi paheli
Main paani ki kal-kal, main hawaaon ki sar sar,
Main Ganga hoon paawan, main Yamuna hoon maili
Main phoolon ki khushbu, main raato ke sapne,
Main neeli si chaadar aasamaan pe hoon phaili
Kabhi main hoon tanha, kabhi main akeli,
Ik uljha sawaal, ek un-suljhi paheli
Main ishq ki tadapn, main chhota sa bachpan,
Jawani hoon main jese ziddi akeli
Main jaane ka dukh hoon, main aane ki khushiyan,
Main aankhon ka raaz, main khuli hatheli
Jawani hoon main jese ziddi akeli
Main jaane ka dukh hoon, main aane ki khushiyan,
Main aankhon ka raaz, main khuli hatheli
Kabhi main hoon tanha, kabhi main akeli,
Ik uljha sawaal, ek un-suljhi paheli
Main Krishna ki Radha, main Ram ki Sita,
Main Ahelya hoon jaise pathar akeli
Mere liye bani hai duniya ye saari,
Jeena sikhati main sabko akeli
Kabhi main hoon tanha, kabhi main akeli,
Ik uljha sawaal, ek un-suljhi paheli
© Ravi Khurana
Ik uljha sawaal, ek un-suljhi paheli
Main Krishna ki Radha, main Ram ki Sita,
Main Ahelya hoon jaise pathar akeli
Mere liye bani hai duniya ye saari,
Jeena sikhati main sabko akeli
Kabhi main hoon tanha, kabhi main akeli,
Ik uljha sawaal, ek un-suljhi paheli
© Ravi Khurana
Monday, April 26, 2010
Happy B'day to ME
It’s my b’day, and I’m alone…
Sitting idle just like a moron…
People think I'm happy & yup I'm cool...
They never seen ma inner emotional fool…
I lie, I cry, I feel depressed…
My style is ignorant, my nature suppressed…
Although I love the way, she look at me...
We can’t be together, shut up, just sshhh…
No girl you are not listening to me...
I can’t be in prison, I was born free...
Ya baby, I love you, but not more than me...
Coz One-day you’ll say you are leaving me...
I'm just avoiding the situation of being dumb...
I don’t have emotions; Ya baby, I am numb...
If still you think I'm made for you...
Let’s do it from the beginning when you were ‘you’...
You changed a lot, maybe cause of this world...
But I do not belong here, my style is cult ...
So girl this is my b'day song; I gifted to me…
Let's sing it together...
“Happy bday to ME…”
Sitting idle just like a moron…
People think I'm happy & yup I'm cool...
They never seen ma inner emotional fool…
I lie, I cry, I feel depressed…
My style is ignorant, my nature suppressed…
Although I love the way, she look at me...
We can’t be together, shut up, just sshhh…
No girl you are not listening to me...
I can’t be in prison, I was born free...
Ya baby, I love you, but not more than me...
Coz One-day you’ll say you are leaving me...
I'm just avoiding the situation of being dumb...
I don’t have emotions; Ya baby, I am numb...
If still you think I'm made for you...
Let’s do it from the beginning when you were ‘you’...
You changed a lot, maybe cause of this world...
But I do not belong here, my style is cult ...
So girl this is my b'day song; I gifted to me…
Let's sing it together...
“Happy bday to ME…”
Thursday, March 25, 2010
Thursday, March 11, 2010
Kashish
Kashish, ye dil se, tere naaam ki jaati nhi...
Ki kitna bhi main kr lu jatan, Tu bhooli jaati nhi...
Kaisa ye daur hai... ke tere siwa,
Baat mujhko, koi yaad aati nhi...
Aaj shiqwa hai tumhe ke baat mujhse hoti nhi...
Dekhte hai jo tumhe toh hum kuch bol paate nhi...
Chal diye chhod k tanha tum mujhe...
Tere jaane k baad, hamein... mehfilein raas aati nhi...
Ki kitna bhi main kr lu jatan, Tu bhooli jaati nhi...
Kaisa ye daur hai... ke tere siwa,
Baat mujhko, koi yaad aati nhi...
Aaj shiqwa hai tumhe ke baat mujhse hoti nhi...
Dekhte hai jo tumhe toh hum kuch bol paate nhi...
Chal diye chhod k tanha tum mujhe...
Tere jaane k baad, hamein... mehfilein raas aati nhi...
Tuesday, January 26, 2010
Poker Face
I joke, but m not interested in clown race...
May be u r not looking at my real love, just looking at my outer trace...
May be its not my real style... It’s just a Poker face...
© Ravi Khurana
May be u r not looking at my real love, just looking at my outer trace...
May be its not my real style... It’s just a Poker face...
© Ravi Khurana
Thursday, December 24, 2009
I don't wanna cry
Why nights are dark again, may be because there is no moon in the sky...
Or may be the sound of lonliness is so bold and happiness is too shy...
May be the rythm of heart became stupid sound for me and I lost the courage to try...
Blinking eyes are no more a gesture, I just don't wanna cry"
© Ravi Khurana
Or may be the sound of lonliness is so bold and happiness is too shy...
May be the rythm of heart became stupid sound for me and I lost the courage to try...
Blinking eyes are no more a gesture, I just don't wanna cry"
© Ravi Khurana
THE Perfect ‘Bride’
“What a day it was, and what a night,
I was happy for her, and she was a bride.
My best friend was getting married to someone I don’t know, to me it was a little grim;
But he would be a gentleman, because she said yes to him.
I traveled 8 hours with a friend, to reach her wedding venue;
Although it was tiring, but my dear anything for you.
After entering the venue, I sat and waited for a while,
The groom was already on his seat and I gave him a smile.
I was praying that he is just the best,
Oh all mighty! give her all the happiness, forget the rest.
Then she came to the stage area, walking slowly, in her lavishing wedding dress, looking like a queen;
I bet you she was the best bride, that you may have seen.
She was wearing lots of jewelry, giving her the golden trace,
But the best ornament she was wearing, was her angelic smile on her beautiful face”
© Ravi Khurana
I was happy for her, and she was a bride.
My best friend was getting married to someone I don’t know, to me it was a little grim;
But he would be a gentleman, because she said yes to him.
I traveled 8 hours with a friend, to reach her wedding venue;
Although it was tiring, but my dear anything for you.
After entering the venue, I sat and waited for a while,
The groom was already on his seat and I gave him a smile.
I was praying that he is just the best,
Oh all mighty! give her all the happiness, forget the rest.
Then she came to the stage area, walking slowly, in her lavishing wedding dress, looking like a queen;
I bet you she was the best bride, that you may have seen.
She was wearing lots of jewelry, giving her the golden trace,
But the best ornament she was wearing, was her angelic smile on her beautiful face”
© Ravi Khurana
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