Monday, July 09, 2012


Saw the setting sun once burning bright,
My heart pounded, wrapped in mysteries not all unwanted,

May be time to identify, fire new triggers to punch upon,
Life keeps showing the path, not to ignore the every other passing dawn,

I think i did, loved some moments of pride,
When not making effort, seeing same outdated thoughts continuing to guide?

Oh thought, hold me tight,
This time let me not again to myself do the same very compromise,

Do it Pooja, do it bright,
You know the answer, just capture it all right.


Prashant said...

Well written Pooja.Keep writing.
Hope you doing well.

Pilot-Pooja said...

Thanks Prashant.
I am doing good. Visited ur blog after long, looks like you are on your way to becoming urdu poetry champ!