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
Friday, August 26, 2011
Sunday, August 7, 2011
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.
Monday, April 11, 2011
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.
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.
Wednesday, March 9, 2011
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.
Sunday, January 30, 2011
...

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.
Sunday, January 23, 2011
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.
Tuesday, December 28, 2010
The unnoticed one...

the buds turned
into flowers
the seconds ticked
and became hours
the new born saw
the butterflies
then it yawned
at the glowing skies
then he grew
proud and strong
in the world
of the wrong
he still had
a dreamy eye
and still knew
the butterfly
the passion grew
and the thoughts were bold
along with that
the world went cold
with every second
in this world
feelings hid
in fists that curled
and every tear
in the day
took birth with fear
then washed away
was once in time
a cardinal page
in the book of life
now kept away
numbness ruled
the sway of mind
indifference now
made him blind
the ears didnt hear
the poetic words
the sound of waves
or the birds that chirped
the eyes didnt see
the butterflies
the yawning baby
or the glowing skies
now all they hear
and all they see
is a mere forbidden
memory
a cough so loud
then a breath taken
life stifled
and death shaken
the body sleeps
with love drunk eyes
death kisses
with sweetened smiles.
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