Her Knight came on Shield.

She waited for her knight

Long-time has passed

Even the light of lamp diminished

Her hope is lost.

She is waiting to shut her eyes

But a glimpse of love had kept her awake

The world has disowned her

And her voice is fading.

She screams in her dreams

Sound of coming feet wakes her

Her world is shattered

And her heart has lost its blood.

Her knight went for a quest

Defending her country’s honour

She now rests peacefully with her son

For her knight came on a shield.

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I am a Prostitute, Sir!!

When my door is been knocked Food cooks over my prestige's stove For you its business's dirty food But in night my daughter doesn't sleep empty stomach I am a Prostitute, Sir! Food is overpriced than my pride! Every morning my body broke up with pain His hand through my breast squeezes my heart For you its necessary pain But in morning my daughter goes to school I am a Prostitute, Sir! Today's pain is bearable against her future! Everyday i put darkness on my face Dreams dress up on bed in the face of money For you they are pieces of my soul But my daughter fills colour in her book with it I am a Prostitute, Sir! Her happiness is expensive than my body!

It's Just not a Pen

कलम मेरा ईमान, कलम ही मेरी पहचान है। क्योंकि, जब मैं था अकेला तन्हा और भटका हुआ, इसने मुझे आवाज़ दी, जब मैं था बिछड़ा सहमा और हारा हुआ, इसने ही मुझे सँभाला। कलम मेरा भगवान, कलम ही मेरी पूजा है। क्योंकि, जब मैं घिरा अंधकार और छल कपट से, इसने मुझे उजाला दिया, जब मैं उलझा सांसारिक मोह माया में, इसने ही मुझे रास्ता दिया। कलम मेरा गुरु, कलम ही मेरी साधना है। क्योंकि, जब चला मैं दिशाहीन अनजान रास्तों पर, इसने मुझे मकसद दिया, जब बुराईयों ने मन में घेरा दिया, इसने ही मुझे लड़ने को एक हथियार दिया।

Unsung Heroes

Do you know about heroes They don’t act in feature films They deliver our newspaper and letters They fight for us sovereignty and dignity They grew food for us They pick our garbage They mow our lawn They repair our vehicles They guard our doors while we sleep! Do you know who else is a hero to us Who wash our clothes and iron them Who bring our groceries Who wash our utensils Who clean our house Who open the doors for us Who picks up our luggage Who washes our toilet and cleans our drains Who wanders everywhere bringing us the vegetables!

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