Wehem

Ek meethi si baat
Kuch khwaabon ka saath
Badte kadam
Dagmagaate haath

Yeh dil jaanta hai
Jo sapna usne dekha
Khabon ke panno pe
Jo rang usne pheka

Woh darr hai kahin
Ki bass giru nahi
Is dil mein taakat
Itni bhee nahi

Jo chehra kehta hai
Woh dil nahi maanta
Asliyat kya hai
Khud bhee nahi jaanta

Bharosa nahi
Lekin jaane kyu
Sapne dekhta
Yeh chota sa dil

Nidarr hoke
Najaane kyu
Bharosa hai
Najaane kispe

Phir bhee woh
sehem sa gaya hai
Girne ka
wehem aa gaya hai

Bhool sa gaya
Ki paun kahaan hai
Chaadar nahi
Paun jahaan hai

Barkaraar hai tab bhee
Soch uski
Sapno ko paalna aataa hai
Shayad darr ko hee nahi
abhee jaanta hai

kya jaane wo dil
Jo sapne paalta hai
Wo darr
jis se har koi bhaagta hai
Lekin aaj woh dil sehem sa gaya hai
Jab darr ka usse wehem aa gaya hai.

Kuch baatein

Kuch baatein yeh aankhe keh jaati hain
Kuch gham yeh lamhe chor jaate hain
Ab toh tadapna bhee naseeb nahi
Jab do pal phir dil khush kar jaate hain
Jo baatein aankho si kari theen
Woh lamhe phir yaad aate hain
Woh yaad kar ke do pal woh aansu
Ham khushi se pee jaate hain.

Dooriyan.

zindagi mein gum ka daaman nahi
toh khushiyan kahaan khilengi
lehron mein badne ka saahas nahi
toh dooriyan kahaan mitengi
chaar kadam chal toh zaraa
manzil paas aati dikhegi
jab thaan lia na ruke gaa tu
tabh khushiyan bhee saath chalengi
lekin zindagi mein gam ka daaman nahi
toh khushiyan kahaan khilengi
lehro mein badne ka saahas nahi
toh dooriyan kahaan mitengi

Life as i know it.

little bubbles, little desires
big dreams, funny liars
the mind promises
but the heart breaks
the eyes reveal
but the words fake
remember all visions ?
the smile they brought
for which you worked
sacrificed and fought
are coming closer
mile by mile
nearer and clearer
widening the smile
yet the path
the tricky one
shaking stones
taking turns
trips you down and
makes you learn
at the end
when you think its done
love comes walkin
then you look at the sun
suddenly you smile
and feel the breeze
its all around you
and you are at ease
the visions blurr
the hands curl
smiles travel
kisses unfurl
the dreams lay still
where they were
waiting silently
in the far nowhere
then comes destiny
putting you down
on the chess board
where you stand like pawn
it seems the queen
has got another king
and finally you are ready
like a bird with the wings
that flies so high
through the clouds
in the sky.

A Sinner's Heart

with every step
a bold thought
and dutch courage
from the wine he bought

walking through
the mocking woods
in the dark
when the moon stood

every stone
and every turn
mapped in mind
real and firm

a mile he walked
still half way through
with lifeless staring
his fears grew

on every dead
leaf he stepped
it cried for life
then back to death

he hid his head
under his hood
comforting him
trying to seclude

at last he reached
his cozy hut
putting off
the smoking bud

he waved his hand
through the cloud
and stepped inside
shouting out loud

"look what i got
for me and you!"
the orphan snatched
the bun and chewed

sniffing the smoke
but uttering none
just gulping down
the lively bun

then he took
some fruits out
then started telling
everything about

how he stole
and who he tricked
almost caught
then how he flicked

the child didn't know
of what he spoke
but in that limited
fruit eloped

the man sipped the wine
then gave him some
so he wouldn't sing
the crying song

putting his small
stomach at rest
he child did fall
unto his bed

silent breath
a dreamless sleep
wiping all
thoughts he'd weep

the man glanced
at the sleeping child
through his red
and teary eyes

mixing memories
with his sight
of the very day
he found light

light that put
his darkness out
of loneliness
and of doubt

the child back then
was half the size
his eyes could switch
even sinners to wise

the man took him
in his arms
from the road
near the farm

when he had been
chased by some
whom he had cheated
all at once

the child was missing
a leg and an eye
he couldn't even run
from the pain and cry

the man took him
and brought him home
gave him a bath
and his hair did comb

the child didn't say
just simply smiled
coz' no one had
ever been so kind

he loved him like
his own son
till the blunt
'today' had come

he again stopped
to hear his breath
the child unknown
to the forthcoming death

he took out the bundle
of the notes well kept
put it next to
the angel bearing bed

he then bent
and kissed his eye
bidding the child
a silent goodbye

he knew his life
had reasons none
but to multiply
all wrong he had done

he wanted to die
to do good to all
he slit his wrist
his eyelids did fall

soon did come
a friend of his
panting and shaking
and watching all this

holding the wretched
letter in hand
of the suicide
the man did plan

what he saw
was both asleep
and one of them
did cold blood weep.

Droplets

like two droplets
running down a leaf
parallel at th edges
but destined to meet

becoming one thought
at the inevitable bend
a smile to add
to thy charmed blend

and the subtle love
like a notorious whore
seduced my eyes
to the damned floor

blunt i was
and wrong i did
my erring thoughts
thy feelings forbid

the 'charmed' blend
now appeared as cursed
like a chaffing bubble
of false that burst

the dumb inept clown
and the me in it
put the mask on
hiding tears that lit

now with those scars
and guilt i live
hoping to see
how friends forgive.

...

the flattering sadness
awaited by most
to be in the light
in a blunt pose

content has shaken
its sources now
in front of the tears
it quietly bows

it sings it shines
with smothered minds
and deftly drinks
the smiling me.

Let us re-invent the gods

from the world
where we follow
everything
that is hollow

every breath
without life
from just the statues
without light

from lifeless idols
mandirs bear
to so called gurus
who don't care

to believe
the delusions
which ends
in seclusions

then the tears
make their way
from the eyes
which went astray

but the belief
is a funny thing
is shaken
by nothing

this is the story
of those asleep
the pride and glory
of those who weep

to believe
is important
but not in thoughts
so impotent

let us rather
re-invent the gods
and break the
blundering chords

re-invent greatness
and this time
no statues
no idols
just shapeless

let the shapeless
show the blinds
a glimpse of
an awakened mind

let mere thoughts
enlighten children
and the beauty thats
filled in

to teach them
no ego
and open
their blinds

to help them
be themselves
and how to go
from mind to no-mind

let not the roots
of the society hold them back
nor the funny delusions
ruin their track

let the sea
kiss them back
and let the tree
share its hat

give them books
just to learn
let it teach
not to earn

guide them well
guide them right
help them admire
the sunlight

give them roots
along with the wings
and then see miracles
that they bring.