मोड़ते हुए, मुड़ते हुए;
तोड़ते हुए, टूटते हुए;
दनदनाते,
फनफनाते,
सबको हटाते हुए..
हम लोग,
आगे बढ़ते हुए..
This piece was written today morning when I was driving to my office. My first poem in present continuous
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nice poetry..
varun, tujhme itni sensitivity aur itni depth kab aur kaise aayee mujhe to pata hi nahin chala. kabhi baith kar tujhse seriously baat hi nahin kari. well, my loss.