Enlivening Emotions

I'll never forget my birthday... Everyone was wishing me a Happy Birthday but there was no one to listen me actually... Why they were celebrating my birthday while I'm no worthy of deserving some minutes from their time. That made me feel broken. Every single wish from all of them was panicking me. People are there but they are not there. Still trying to manage myself. Still trying to make all of my tears dry... It was raining in the living room... I was dancing in that deadly rain of tapped emotions... I was having too much illusions in my mind... One million Suicidal thoughts... But there was no one to listen to me... I was standing on the edge... Even the person whom I trusted more than anyone also repeated the same... I was out of my senses... Trying to hide my pain, Everyone abandoned me all alone... I become witness of this rain... Inside my living room... 

Introverts have the power to rise up against the Illogical World. His pen was still active. It was 2 Am. He was trying to write an epic by the ink of his tears. He shed an ocean of tears to let go of all water he might have on many occasions in the future. But is it really a curse to being an introvert? To be an emotional person? To show empathy to others? Deep Silence & Oceans of Tears The reality was beyond the imagination. He was a child by his heart and mind. He was like the mud. Many people came to his life to mold him according to their black intentions and he accepted their pressure. He mold himself according to others. But Everyone has different choices and points of view. Many people contributed to his life but he was blank Inside. Because he was not growing naturally but in pressure. He tried his best to serve society but people judged him many times and broke him inside and outside. People show sympathy for physically broken people but what they d...

इंतजार नहीं था मुझे किसी का  मिलकर उससे हमें इंतजार भी होने लगा  यू तो मग्न था जिंदगी में अपनी  ज्यों ही रूका, शायद थोड़ा भटक गया  गुजर रहा था अपनी ही राह पर  पडी जो एक दफा नजर उसके राह पर  अपनी राह, मैं भूलने लगा शायद खुशनुमा हवा से गुमनुमा हवा में मलीन मैं होने लगा यूं तो इंतजार नहीं था मुझे किसी का मिलकर उससे हमें इंतजार भी होने लगा - रोहित कुमार

When I was searching for you and you were offline. Your last seen was invisible. It made me feel anxious as I was thinking about you and trying to know how well you were feeling. Eventually, my intuition starts working on molding the direction of my efforts and I meet you. Would you like to know where did I meet you? Acha okay. I meet you in side (Inside) me. From the first moment, I started caring about your smile and your happiness, incredibly I found your symptoms inside me. I know long distance divine Relationship does not exist for people who live in this virtual world but I believe that every introvert or emotional person lives in the divine world.  They have their own world of joy which they live when they are all alone because there is no need for anyone else to breathe in that magical bloom of existence. I also take a deep breath in your bloom and that made me feel calm. 

दिल के फूल जब तक महकते है, महकने दो अभी मत मुरझाने दो कि अभी मन मुरझाने दो, समय बीत जाने पर जब... एक हल्का सा हवा का झोंका आएगा, जो फूलों के साथ साथ मुझे भी मुरझा जाएगा।। मन में उठ रहे ख्वाबों को उठने दो इन्हें अभी मत थमने दो कि अभी मत थमने दो, समय बीत जाने पर जब... एक हल्की सी नफरत की आंधी आएगी, जो उठ रहे ख्वाबों के साथ साथ मुझे भी बहा ले जाएगी। इजाज़त को इजाज़त ही बनी रहने दो अभी विराम मत लगने दो कि अभी विराम मत लगने दो, समय बीत जाने पर जब... एक हल्की सी स्याही विराम पर लगने के लिए आएगी, जो इजाज़त के साथ साथ मुझ पर भी विराम लगा जाएगी। @रोहित कुमार

उड़ती पतंग सा था मैं, डोर से दूर, गुम होकर रह गया मैं,, बहती हवा सा था मैं, थम सा गया हूं, खुद में ही मैं,, फिरता था पंछी बन मैं, रुक ही गया, रुख उसका देख मैं,, एक चंचल सा भंवरा था मैं, मुरझा गया, पत्तों के जैसे मैं,, चमकता सितारा सा था मैं, हो गया एक गुमनाम मुसाफिर मैं,, जो था..., न हूं...., ना रहूंगा मैं, जो हूं...., ना था...., ना रहूंगा मैं। @रोहित कुमार