What’s a moment when you realized you were officially an adult?
Someday, when I sit in protest against you,
I will demand the account of my lost sleep,
of my stolen peace and calm.
Every single moment spent in your thoughts,
I will ask for the reckoning of years of waiting.
The rebellion will be fierce, yet unseen by your eyes.
There will be no slogans, no noise,
only the rage accumulated in these eyes for years.
Carrying countless complaints, I will resist,
scratching the wounds of my heart,
and then fall silent once again.
कभी जब हम बैठेंगे प्रोटेस्ट करने तेरे खिलाफ।
माँगेंगे हिसाब अपनी खोई हुई नींद का,
चैनो सुकून का
एक-एक पल का जो बिताए तेरे खयालों में,
हिसाब माँगेंगे वर्षों इंतज़ार का।
बग़ावत भरपूर करेंगे लेकिन तेरी नज़र में नहीं आएंगे।
ना कोई नारा होगा, ना कोई शोर होगा,
बस इन आँखों में वर्षों जमा हुआ रोष होगा।
शिकायतें लिए तमाम विरोध करेंगे,
अपने दिल के ज़ख़्म कुरेदेंगे फिर मौन रह जाएंगे।
Rang-Rivaz 
Your restless heart has spoken.
But remember—another heart listens.
Do not let feelings hover unanchored; desire must meet reality.
Why speed with thorns of protest
in place of flowers of emotions?
Let diamond test the gold of truth.
Waiting is life’s quiet discipline.
Believe in waiting—it holds calm and brings the answer hoped for.
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Wow you just create a poetry 😃Ever since I started coming up with this kind of mischief, I’ve begun to feel like an adult. Thank you so much for a lovely comment 🙏🥰😎😃
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Understand that your post is so impressive that I was inspired and inducted to create a response from the person you addressed.
Thanks for your liking my thoughts.
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This is a deeply emotional and haunting portrayal of love, longing, waiting, and silent rebellion. ❤️
What makes the poem especially powerful is that the protest is not loud or dramatic—it happens quietly, within the heart. There are no slogans, no crowds, and no noise; only years of accumulated pain reflected in the eyes.
“There will be no slogans, no noise,
only the rage accumulated in these eyes for years.”
These lines beautifully capture the intensity of emotions that remain unspoken for too long. Sometimes, silence can express what words are simply incapable of saying.
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Thank you so much Sir for your blessings 🙏🥰😎😃
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Beautifully penned. Sometimes the deepest protests need no words ,just silence, wounded eyes, and memories that refuse to fade.
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Thank you so much mam for appreciation 🙏🥰😎😃
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This is so deeply felt. Sometimes the strongest protests are the ones we never speak aloud. ❤️
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Thank you so much for appreciation 🙏🥰😎😃
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“The rebellion will be fierce, yet unseen by your eyes.” That’s an incredibly powerful line. Your words are full of raw emotion and immediately pull the reader in. Beautifully written. 👏
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Thank you so much for appreciation 🙏🥰😎😃
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Beautiful poem. Sometimes silence can speak a lot .
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Thank you so much Mam for appreciation 🙏🥰😎😃
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