Showing posts with label poetry. Show all posts
Showing posts with label poetry. Show all posts

Monday, April 9, 2012

शाम के लम्हे

हम उनमे से नहीं हैं..
जिन्हें शराब सोने को चाहिए..
करे असर जरा भी अगर वो जाम
तो बस हमें खोने को चाहिए….


दो पल साकी को याद किया..
तीन तुम्हे…
हम तो ऐसे ही हैं...
चाहें के,
ऐसे लम्हे बार बार आयें
और उन्ही लम्हों में
खुद को डबोने को चाहिए….. 

Thursday, March 29, 2012

Last moments with a dying star...


A star glowed, 
bright and warm
Always on the zenith, 
spreading a charm
Young was it, 
all to the core
Knew no end, 
no less no more
I watched it at night, 
twinkles galore
Smiled at me, 
to me it waved
My heart jumped beats, 
to see I craved

There that night, 
that darn night
I looked above,
in all the light
No where was it, 
in the sight
In the moment, 
my heart went weak
Then it came, 
like playing hide and seek
I smiled but it did'nt,
thought i even heard it weep

Let out a thin wisp of light, 
was it tear?
What was its plight?
I was desperate,
were we all right?
And then...
Out it went,
with a final flash 
and i wondered
was it there or 
was it my heart?

As the wind blew,
I felt its cold.
And a warm stream from eyes,
down my cheeks rolled.
Did it want to say something?

I can't look up,
it's so dark.
Cries my heart to see,
ol' friend's mark.
Lay my friend,
lay at peace.
Down below,
ain't no ease.....

Wednesday, June 30, 2010

hans le ae duniya

हमारे घर को असमान की बुलंदियां

सह न सकी

शगुफ्तगी की कमान

हाथों में मेरे

रह न सकी |


सकता तो वो बरसता ही क्यूँ हम पर

छत हमारी ही क्यूँ

गिरती हमपर |


कल ऐ दुनिया बारी हमारी आएगी

चेहरे पे हंसी हमारी आएगी,

कर लोगे क्या कर के दिखादो

एक दिन बारी हमारी आएगी, हमारी आएगी, हमारी आएगी |

Wednesday, February 24, 2010

Do

A blank page.
An unwritten book.
A blossoming flower.
A rapid with unrestrained rage.
A picture of will.

The blank page
became the preamble.
The unwritten book,
the constitution.
The flower was the first.
And the rapid carved
a contution,
on the chest of a canyon.

They know not
what they are.
They know not
what they'll be.
All they know,
that there they are
and that they do.

Wake, walk, run.
Do best what you do.
There will atleast be one
witness of all.
The almighty and shining sun.