Don’t know, why I chase the memories? On the thorney path of your selfish love. The tears which overflow from the eyes Often asks me is it just ? The rays of hope are becoming longer Shadow of emotions seems so blurred. The flame of love which is going to die Often asks can IContinue reading “Don’t Know Why I Chase…”
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Go back and reset…
Love came like the rains Went out like an open night. Stayed like the dew drops Disappeared like a butterfly. I followed through the bushes, Roses and the thornes. Also in the dense lonely forest Just like the drones. Till the sun set behind the hills Birds flew into their nests. Moon laughed at meContinue reading “Go back and reset…”
Give Up
Give up stubbornness to come into heart Give up stubbornness to swim over it. Huge tides of love rising in the middle May let you to sink forever………………. .
Torn Out Love…
The flame of infidelity has baked my heart Still I’m busy to cool it with torn out love.
With a Rose in my hands…
So eagerly with a rose in my hands, I kept waiting so long at the door. When I peeped through the window, I found her lying on the bed of roses. -D.K Chauhan ‘Baaghi’
Isn’t it ???
This lonely journey often asks Where is the crowd of the start?
The Tides of Infidelity…
The storm that arises in the heart Often overflows the tears in the eyes. Huge tides of infidelity surround me Seems that boat of love is going to sink. – D.K Chauhan Baaghi
She is Yours….
Oh! In this dark and lonely night, Who is crying? Uff! Who is Souting for a help? To escape, who is trying? Rush to look upon the shadow. A mother or a sister you will find. – D.K Chauhan ‘Baaghi’
The wind that kisses your lips…
I feel jealous to the wind which kisses your lips, Unsettles your hairs and touches your chick Flags your scarf when you walk in the street Always I hate yet I have to breathe it to live. – D.K Chauhan ‘Baaghi’
Don’t Unsettle Me…
Don’t play with me just like a doll, Dolls often break on mishandling. Don’t cick me like a piece of stone, Many wish to have it in their rings. Don’t unsettle me just like the dust, Dust may make your eyes to weep. -D.K Chauhan Baaghi
D K Chauhan Poetry 