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Friday, 8 December 2017

"Faces"

Chiseled my gravel dark and bright,
with faces holding me so tight,
Shun all ordeals or let me fight.

Isn't it clear?
Don't you see I have that natural flair,
Beat me, throw me:
I won't stop, It's clear.

Faces, Faces everywhere,
None so real, none so true.
Why are those faces holding me tight?
Shun all ordeals or let me fight.

Where have I come?
"She is novice", says some.
Look here, I am basking in sunshine.
Come not near me: I am fine.

Chiseled my heart upright,
Words- Bitter than fever,
Finding hard to swallow; Bestowed with more on a platter.
Tears- As sweet as honey,
I held them to not let fall.

See those faces,
holding me tight,
None so real, none so true.

Faces, Faces everywhere...


Thursday, 17 August 2017

"अर्ज़ियाँ "


हम तो आज भी खुद को तराश रहे हैं,
कभी पूछो हमसे भी हाल कैसा है;
चले गए तो आना मुश्किल है,
रुक गए तो किस्मत फिर किसी ख्वाब में सजी है,
बस यही सोचकर वक्त की सुई को पीछे कर देती हूँ,
और फिर भी वक्त को खुद से आगे पाती हूँ  ! (1)

दबी हुई साँसों ने याद किया,
लम्हा तब भी बीतता चला गया,
इंतज़ार करते करते जो ख्वाब ने अक्स दिखाया,
समय का चक्रव्यू फिर खुलकर सामने आया ! (2)

आये हैं दर पे तेरे,
किस्मत न सही मंज़िल हो जाये मेरी,
इसे स्वार्थ नहीं अनकही ख्वाइश समझना,
जाना तो चाहते हैं खाली हाथ,
क्यों न किस्मत को भी साथ लेकर चलें ? (3)

जाने कितने फासले आ गए कुछ सालो में,
पल पल चुभ रहा है किसी के इंतज़ार में ! (4)

क्यों कुरेदते हो बीते लम्हे,
इन्ही से थी वफ़ा की उम्मीद,
अब क्या इन्हें भी बेवफाई की राह पर जाना है ? (5)

मेरे होने से अगर कुछ बदलता, 
तो आप आज यूँ रुस्वा ना होते ! (6)

उठाई थी हमने कलम,
सोचा अपनी कहानी लिखेंगे,
पर धोखे के बाज़ार में कुचली गई ! (7)

चाहो तो यादों का बक्सा भर लो,
नज़रों में कैद दिल को आज़ाद कर दो ! (8)

आज फिर वही रात सामने आई,
तेज़ हवा फिर बेवफाई का पैगाम लाइ ! (9)

हमने भेजा तोहफा मोहोब्बत का,
बदले में उन्होंने लौटाया टूटा दिल हमें ! (10)

वक्त को अगर तकल्लुफ है हमारी चाहत पे,
तो हम ख़ुशी से दिल को बागी घोषित करते हैं,
दिए हैं जो वक्त ने हमें यह चंद हसीं पल फ़िराक में,
आज हम भी आज़माना चाहेंगे वक्त के इस तीर-ऐ-नीमकश को ! (11)





"कलम से "


उसके चले जाने से वक्त जरूर बेवफा हुआ,
पर दुआ तो आज भी वफाई की डोर पकडे हुए है ! (1)

आज सब कुछ खोकर भी
खुद को अमीर मानते हैं,
अगर अमीरी के बाज़ार में मिलती है बेवफाई,
तो अमीर होकर भी खुद को गरीब मानते हैं ! (2)

कैसे करें यकीन दिल का,
यह तो फिर यादो के समुन्दर में डूब गया ! (3)

ज़िन्दगी भी कैसे अजीब खेल खेलती है,
उसी को पाने की उम्मीद रखती है जिसे कायनात ने ठुकरा दिया ! (4)

सच की तालाश में निकले थे,
पर झूठ की अँधेरी गलियों में खो गए,
सच तो कोशिश कर रहा था रौशनी पाने की,
पर झूठ के कारखानों में बेरहमी से मारा गया ! (5)

हाथो की लकीरें तो पहले भी अपना वजूद ढून्ढ रही थी,
गुलाब से नहाकर अब कांटो से सजी हैं ! (6)

दिल तो पहले भी गुलाम बन बैठा था,
आज जब आज़ाद होना चाहता है
तो उसकी आवाज़ ने दिल में घर बना लिया ! (7)

वोह जो लिख दिया था नाम वक्त पे,
आज वही पानी की तरह बह गया कहीं दूर ! (8)

उसकी कलम मेरे दिल से यूँ जाकर टकराई,
लगता है जैसे फिर कोई कहानी शुरू होने को है ! (9)

कभी की नहीं दोस्ती रात से,
आज पूछ बैठे हाल चाँद का,
कभी अँधेरे ने की थी अलविदा,
आज पहली बार अपना सा लगा ! (10)

लिखे थे कुछ खत उनको वफाई के,
क्या पता था लौटा देंगे वो बेवफाई से,
यूँ तो वादे हज़ार कर बैठे थे वो साथ चलने के,
पर दिल को कुरेद बैठे थे राख की तरह,
आंसू तो गिरे ही थे अपनी पहचान पाने के लिए,
पर जल से गए थे मोहोब्बत की आग मिटने के लिए ! (11)

एक शाम थी ऐसी,
जो दिल में घर कर गई,
जाते जाते दुआ में सलाम दे गई ! (12)



Thursday, 3 August 2017

"Before Tomorrow Comes"

The morning whispers and flickering memories forced my subconscious mind to work in reverse order.

It was a peculiar morning- Frogs jumping in and out from the windows, birds sliding down from the tree tops, Eagles playing hide and seek with the clouds. My mind could sense a storm, but the vivid memories tricked my heart and I found myself trapped in the pool of emotions.

I wore the veil of calmness- only my heart knew that I am a little fish longing for water.  There by the side of Dead Sea, I longed for my survival and made a wish to detach my soul from human emotions. I didn’t know the outcome, but somewhere deep down my heart whispered “Before tomorrow comes, live the life you earned”. 

I knew, I was playing with the wise. That moment, I closed my eyes and my subconscious unveiled the vivid memories like a 3D movie.  I experienced the Déjà vu – My heart lost the battle while my mind still forced me to move on.  I am now a silver antique longing to be fascinated by red (color of love) and my heart uttered:
“Fears will vanish,
Make a step or two,
I will move slowly in the dew,
Visible, Invisible! For mighty few,
before tomorrow comes, I will just live for seconds with you”. 



Monday, 6 February 2017

"Life- A Roller Coaster"

Those days when sun burned, I adored crimson red.
It reminded me of the time when heart was free and mind was no longer bounded
in the shackles of untold misery; Good night’s sleep, peaceful surroundings, and mother’s lap.
What else can toddler expect?

It was 2+2=4 (simple equation); Nobody demanded proof of existence.
Mind didn’t search for an alternative- It was good to cry out loud and bury the pain at once.
To fight over little things and feeling dejected when life threw back- It was an open live show.

Now, when the equation has turned complex,
heart is bound in the shackles of untold misery.
It’s been ages since I guffawed- Somewhere between keeping up with the world and making up for lost things, shit happened- Life.
It’s been ages since I cried out loud to express my feelings- Somewhere between burning on an edge to burning from inside, shit happened- Life.

I used to hate being a loner; I had friends to play with.
Now, loneliness is my only friend- Time burns and so does the goodness.
It’s been ages since someone asked about me- Somewhere between stepping stones and building bridges, shit happened- Life.
It’s been ages since I revealed my true emotions- Somewhere between learning life hacks to getting pragmatic, shit happened- Life.

I crave for the time when I was toddler,
it’s long gone yet the vague hope makes me smile.
Somewhere between spending money to earning money, I realised one thing- All that glitters is not gold.
And somewhere between being innocent to being mature, shit happened- Life.



Saturday, 4 February 2017

"Lover's Letter"

It was a crimson morning- The look you gave when our eyes first met.
My pale cheeks turned red- The moment you came close and held my hand.
It was summer, yet it rained- The moment you whispered- I Love You in my ears.
Time burned and so does the sun but I was burning on the edge of something beautiful- Your love.

The sweet promises while watching an early sunrise- I will never let you go.
The tender pecks while walking on a beach- I will grow old with you.
The gentle kiss while dancing in the rain- Marry me!

It’s October (fall) yet my love is still growing strong.
Nights without you are meaningless- Shining dew drops are closer than bright sun.
Oh! My love, why can’t we float in the steamy froth together?
Let me taste the caffeine (kiss of your love) once again- I am addicted.

In the night under starry skies,
Let me hold u tight- I love you like there is no tomorrow.



Tuesday, 16 August 2016

“Ode to Mother”

I came on the land of dark knights,
I wanted to escape but I was too feeble,
I cried for help but the world around me laughed.

I wanted to escape from the shackles of unknown relationships;
I didn’t know the meaning of love, until I met you Mother.

There was something in you that pacified my soul,
the moment when you held me into your arms.

I was afraid of the darkness but my fears were long gone,
the moment you became my pillow tight.

Mother, you held my hand when odds were against me.
I longed for freedom but you guided me like an unerring light;
I turn back and realize how fortunate I had been.

You surpassed every winter and never complained,
At times, when I was rude- you were still so patient.

Mother, I don’t know if any antidote could repay this lifelong debt,
but having you as my mother, is probably the best thing that has ever
happened to me.

I know that I have many flaws; you often complain that
I don’t speak my heart out,
but you are flawless, Mother.

I love you unconditionally,
but it’s just that, the words are not enough to describe, what you mean to me.

I may not be perfect- not the kind of daughter you always wanted,
but you had always been the Mother that I could ever ask for.

O! Mother, you are the only ocean of my hope,
the only sunshine in my life; your love has given me the new start.

Mother, you are the voice of God.
All these years, you had guided me through the dark;
I would love to sail the world with you forever.