The Nature Whispers….

The rain on some days

whispers to me,

Falling can be beautiful too..

As it leaves the cloud,

It says,

Parting can be soothing too….

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The sun on sunny days

whispers to me,

Solitude can be shining too…

As it is alone through out the day,

It says,

Loneliness can bring brightness new…

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The wind on stormy days

whispers to me,

Thrown out things can be powerful few…

As it carries all the dust,

It says,

Unwanted things can be dangerous too….

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The river on flood days

whispers to me,

Moving on can be peaceful too…

As long its path is clear to move,

It says,

Unless, it can drown you too…

©® Sana Mahin, 2018…

Hey friends… I’m posting something after a very long time… I was busy with my exams and was dealing with my not so messy life…

Finally, I got some courage to write and interest too… For a moment I felt like I will not be able to write anymore.. Thanks to almighty….! I have written one more… I hope it is interesting as well as inspiring…

Ba…bye, Till next time… May be soon…

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Baarish… ( Hindi/ Urdu poetry )

Bemausam jo baras rahi hai…

Meherbaan lag rahi hai…

Raabta hai tujhse baarish…

Sunle meri ye guzarish….

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Bebas jo aankhein baras rahi hai..

Tanha jo lag rahi hai…

Milja tu un aankhon me…

Muskan ko jo taras rahi hai…!

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Besukoon jo rooh bhatak rahi hai..

Pareshan jo lag rahi hai…

Baras ja tu unki rooh pe…

Sukoon jo dhoondh rahi hai…..

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Besahara jo dhadkan chal rahi hai…

Tooti jo lag rahi hai…

Shaamil karle tu apni dhun me…

Saath jo talaash kar rahi hai….

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Betahasha jo baras rahi hai…

Meherbaan lag rahi hai…

Sana Mahin, 2018….

It’s raining here in my town… Such a blessing from God in this hot summer…

I found rain very soothing… Sometimes it helps us forget every bad thing… It makes us fell in love with life…

I apologise for not translating this in English… I didn’t got time… I’ll do whenever I’m free…

Life is like the rain drops,

The moment we feel it’s under control, it just slips….!

Sana Mahin

Thank you so much….

Sana….

Screaming Soul Of a Father (Poem)

Oh God..,

Let me go

To the worldly hell,

I just heard my

Child’s prayer bell..!

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Getting out of grave

Is all I try,

Whenever I heard

My child’s cry..!

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Oh God..,

Let me enter

My body again..

I can’t see my

Child in pain..!

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Let them know

I don’t want to left…

But, small was

My worldly shift…!

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Oh God…,

Let me meet

Them only once..

I want to give them

Love of tons…!

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Their right is

Being given like alms…

Why don’t they bury

Them too in my arms…!

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Oh God…,

Please take care

Of them…

After me, their

Souls had became lame…!

Sana Mahin, 2018…

It’s a fiction… I think every parent in a grave is screaming like this… If they could really scream..

I’ve seen many people doing injustice with orphans… I’ve seen some men torturing their wives for some or other reason…just because they don’t have parents and they don’t have any option but to stay with them…

This is just one example… there are so many forms of this injustice…

But, remember God is watching everything… you too have to die one day…and you may have children…

Thank you for reading…

Sana Mahin..

No One Really Cares

No one felt

It’s breaking sound,

As pieces of my heart

Fell on the ground…

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I sat down on my knees

To collect a piece,

Crushing my fingers

By some horny heels..

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Blood oozing out

With utmost pain…

Still, they bothered

About their bloody stain…

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In this World no one will ever care,

The term humanity is very rare…!!

©® Sana Mahin, 2018….


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This is what I realized so far… You have to deal yourself with all your problems…

Today my courage is falling apart…. I’m just trying to help myself…

Unusual Sana….

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Get up, Dear soul (Etheree)

Just,

Get up,

My dear soul,

It’s high time now…!

You didn’t fell on own,

Nor kicked by life’s game…

You slipped in sea of trust,

Which hurt you deep when the water left,

Hardly you came on the sandy shore…

Please, get up dear soul, life is a lot more…!

©® Sana Mahin, 2018…

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At the end, it’s only you…! | 50th post |

Dance on yours only tune,

That’s only way to reach the moon…,

Come, pick up your favourite shoe,

Coz..,

At the end, it’s only you.. It’s only you..!!

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Shut your ears with shiny glue,

Seeing you some may had flu..

You just fly out of blue…

Coz…

At the end, it’s only you.. It’s only you..!!

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You live days very few,

Death never gives any clue…

Let them not chew you…

Coz….Coz…

At the end, it’s only you… It’s only you…!

Ah..! It’s only you…!!

Sana Mahin, 2018..

It’s my 50th post…wohooo….!! I’m super happy….it’s quite a big achievement for me…

I was thinking…what to write..as my 50th post… I thought it should be a special post…I wanted to dedicate this post to all my readers… I hope after reading this poem you all felt your importance…

Trust me, you are really very cool… Absolutely very important…! Without you the total population of the world could be… 6.9999……. billion…(don’t know exactly) So…just enjoy being alive..and start living…for your own self…!

I’m sharing some of my favourite posts…I hope you like it..

I started dating

Let her fly

O’ Golden girl

The Love Birds

An amazing funeral

Thank you so much for all your support…

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SANA…