Kabhi tha ye aasman humara,
Ek sath usi aasman ke tale the!
Hanste gaate dilon ko chhoote vo pal,
Ek hi dor se jaise sab bandhe the!!
Jab jab ghata ghir ke aaty thi,
Sabke dilon me khushiyan laty thii!
Vo barish me bheegna yaad ata hai,
Vo sawan ka mousam yaad ata hai!!
Aj ho gaya sab apna apna,
Tera alag aur mera aasman apna!
Tumhare hisse aya hai neela aasman,
Mere lie kafi hai ik tukda aasman!!
Mera aasman hai aj tapta hua sa,
Jalte dil pe angaar barasta hua sa!
Is ummed me baithe hain ki neh barsega,
Mehssos hoga sard hawa ka jhonka kuch sehlata sa!!
Tukdon me bat gaya hai sab kuch jaise,
Anjaan ho gaya hai ye shehar jaise!
Aj tery barish kal mery barish,
Aj tery khushiyan kal mery khwahish!!
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This sky was once ours,
Were together under the same sky!
Those moments that touched hearts while singing,
As if all were tied by the same string!!
When it was cloudy,
Used to bring happiness to everyone’s heart!
It remembers getting wet in the rain,
It remembers the season of rain!!
Today it’s all divided,
Your sky is yours and my sky my own!
You have got the whole blue sky,
I have just one piece of the sky!!
My sky is hot today,
Like embers raining on a burning heart!
Sitting in the hope that it will rain,
A gust of cold air will pamper somewhere!!
Like everything is broken into pieces,
This city has become like unknown! Place!
Today your rain tomorrow my rain,
Today your wish tomorrow my wish!!
Anita's Perspectives on Life. 
Beautiful.
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Thank you so much Cindy for visiting my site and taking your time out to comment.😊
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Process has a price and the price is freedom…
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I agree!😊
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Beautiful Anita. ♥️
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Thanks a lot Amber. 😊
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Chamtkar kavita!
Asmaan, Suraj, Chand, Meghmala, Din, Ratri saab to hamare liye e hai. You have written this poem in the perspective of different forms of sky at different times.
It is true that sky is kabhi nila or kabhi badla.
But yeh saab hamara. Even a small piece of sky with clouds also is mine and sufficient to love me without conservative look☁️
Therefore I love nature. I speak with them. They listen. Hope you too feel that.
Excellent post 😊📯
Best regards 🙏
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I don’t have enough words to say thank you Arun Ji. Just posted,”One line story challenge”. Please check and comment. Thanks.
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Thank you Arun Ji for your constant support. Ek tukda aasman is very close to my heart. It has a deep meaning in itself.🙏🏻🙏🏻
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You are always welcome Anita Ji.
Happy to know about Ek tukda AAsman which is very close to your Heart. Would like to read more on it , your expressions will be obviously something Unique.
Have a wonderful time. Regards😊🙏
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Thank you. I feel when we live together with our loved ones, it looks like we are under one big sky and when we are living apart in different countries and places,our sky is also divided and we feel it so differently. Like Aasman kahin to sookha sa lagta hai kahin barish see bheega hua aur kahin andhiyon se dhundlaya sa. Apni khidki se jo ek tukda aasman ka dikhta hai bas vahi sabse apna hota hai aur dusron ka aasman alag sa. Bas yehi shayad tha jo aur explain kar dia.🙏🏻🙏🏻
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Yeah! Very true. You have explained that. Indeed ek tukda aasmaan to aapna hi hai. Really! Haamne to kabhi socha nehi. But it is true. Sometime I have taken photograph of the sky through balcony or windows, during rain, during twilight or even night. But never thought as you thought and written a beautiful poem. Yeah, now I understand the essence of a small piece of sky.
Wonderful expression. 😊🙏
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A beautiful poem, bilingual 👌👌
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Thank you Kk.😊
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“Sitting in the hope of rain..” is very nice. Thank you!
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Thank you so much for visiting my site and commenting. I appreciate it.😊😊
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