Transition

Her first sight gave me an impression of being her an angle,
Abundantly beautiful, my heart was kindled.
Her green eyes was glowing with love,
And words from her lips looked as it had sprang from sea of trust.

Her left hand hold mine right,
And one sorry ended every fight.
Now time has changed, and so is she,
And i wonder whether i had misjudged her,
Or she disproved the theory that nature never change.

Time had embellished and made her more beautiful ,
But when heart is dark ,who cares for beauty?
Her eyes are more sharper than ever,
But this is the same sharpness seen in the eyes of an spider.

Once she was the reason for my every smile,
Now each bit of my pain is ascribed to her.

                             ©Mohit


-Mohit

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Unanswered questions

Where i will find answers of
Questions which keep bubbling in my soul
And has stolen peace of my mind?
Why some people are born to suffer,
And why on some people god is so kind?

Why some people suffer in love,
Even when they practice it in its purest form?
Why there is no hand for their recue,
And why even their family turn their back and makes silly excuse?

Why pain is brimming and love is so little in life,
And why sometimes even love is just a disguised wile?
Why our mind refuses to forget,
What makes our heart throb at an abnormal pace?

Why soul is trapped in fleshy coat,
And keeps writhing because of mundane desires,
And why we are even born and get traumatized,
And one day we ultimately die with damp eyes?

                          ©Mohit
                     


-Mohit